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"Why does something like sword energy exist? What is its essence?" Xiong Zhi thought, completely overturning his previous understanding.
People on Earth all knew it was a fabricated concept, yet it truly existed here...
"It might belong to the same category as Bagua..." Xiong Zhi pondered.
Bagua is an ancient Chinese concept, with countless legends surrounding it. The Yin-Yang symbol of Bagua embodies the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, but due to its ancient origins, the methods have been lost over time.
In fact, many incorrect usages have turned Bagua into something superstitious... Sword energy is similar; most people believe it to be a figment of imagination born from a relentless pursuit of breakthroughs. Yet in this world, sword energy genuinely exists.
"Practice swordsmanship? Stab at the sun two hundred thousand times... Does this really work?" Xiong Zhi glanced at the sun in the sky and scoffed.
"Xiong Zhi, come here!" Xiaoyaozi had already chopped down a tree, stripped off its bark, and was now shaping it, transforming a round trunk into a rectangular one suitable for building a wooden house.
Although Xiaoyaozi appeared delicate like a woman, the truth is that his skills were remarkable; he was quite adept at this technique for constructing houses.
"Master, when do I start practicing swordsmanship?" From then on, Xiong Zhi would follow Xiaoyaozi. Until he became strong enough to return to 2014, he would likely rely on Xiaoyaozi.
Xiaoyaozi skillfully traced patterns on the tree trunk with his sword, occasionally creating exquisite sword flower designs with a flick of the blade.
"After dinner today. Remember to stab out and definitely retract before the second strike. Don't be lazy; otherwise, the effect won't be good," Xiaoyaozi instructed.
Xiong Zhi was taken aback and then smiled. Although he hadn't known Xiaoyaozi for long, it was clear that Xiaoyaozi genuinely regarded him as a disciple. Since that was the case, Xiong Zhi would certainly not treat Xiaoyaozi unfairly.
"The members of the Royal Family are dead; what's there to lament? Some might even say they deserved it... It's just a pity about the young lady of the manor," Xiong Zhi suddenly remarked.
"The young lady? I haven't killed many women; most were servants. I shouldn't have killed any young lady," Xiaoyaozi surprisingly responded. "I'm an assassin, but I'm not a killing machine. I only kill those who obstruct my path. A qualified assassin must eliminate all obstacles. I also have principles; if someone hasn't provoked me or blocked my way, I won't kill them."
Xiong Zhi glanced at Xiaoyaozi, who remained calm, which began to earn Xiong Zhi's trust in him.
An assassin? Though ruthless, an assassin can also be a straightforward person! Those who dance on the edge of life and death may become twisted inside, while others remain very upright.
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"Master, the wooden house is finished and ready for occupancy!" Xiong Zhi looked at the wooden house in front of him, quite satisfied.
"Well... we will live here for a while. If it rains, you need to pay attention. If your wooden house leaks, I won't take responsibility," Xiaoyaozi replied calmly.
Xiaoyaozi returned to the city once and bought some food. After all, this place was so quiet that not even a bird would drop its droppings.
After dinner...
"Xiong Zhi, let's start practicing swordsmanship. Stab towards the sun two hundred thousand times. When you achieve that, you will cultivate sword energy!" Xiaoyaozi said.
Xiong Zhi obediently began practicing swordsmanship while Xiaoyaozi watched from the side.
"Stab higher, keep it straight!"
"Fully retract the sword before stabbing again!"
"Too slow! At that speed, you would have been killed long ago!"
Xiaoyaozi called out any shortcomings he noticed in Xiong Zhi's practice.
Xiaoyaozi appreciated Xiong Zhi's obedience; it was something he had developed during his time as a slave.
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"I have accepted an assassination mission and may be away for a while. During this time, you will live alone and practice your swordsmanship well. When I return, I will assess your progress!" One day, Xiaoyaozi finally had to leave.
Xiong Zhi understood that Xiaoyaozi would eventually take on assassination missions because he was an assassin; it was his profession and his livelihood.
Xiaoyaozi left some possessions for Xiong Zhi, enough for him to live for a year. Xiong Zhi didn't ask anything but couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Could it be that the master would be gone for a long time? Would there be any danger?
Xiong Zhi only thought about it and didn't ask anything. Xiaoyaozi took his sword and left gracefully.
"Master is gone~~ Time to practice swordsmanship!" Xiong Zhi wouldn't slack off. He wasn't afraid of any punishment from his master; at worst, he could leave. But what he feared was delaying his return to 2014. This journey destined him to become strong.
Chop, slice, thrust, stab, strike... Each move was different, but they all had one common goal: the sun!
It was as if the sun was an egg in front of him, and Xiong Zhi was trying hard to shatter it!
The sunlight was blinding, and Xiong Zhi's sword was dazzling. Silver rays flickered as if sword energy had already formed.
"Eighteen years ago, I was also a part of you..." Xiong Zhi looked at the beams of light.
Light is a special frequency of electromagnetic waves, and Xiong Zhi once was too.
"But!" Xiong Zhi exerted even more force with his sword. "I was once a part of you, but now I have separated from you, so I will surpass you!"
The blade of the sword is the blade of the heart. Xiong Zhi had found his direction, but he still had a long way to go before reaching that point.
Xiaoyaozi was gone for half a year without any news.
Xiong Zhi practiced swordsmanship day by day without giving up even once.
"Master..." Finally, in the afternoon, Xiong Zhi thrust his sword toward the sun and saw a figure down the mountain.
Xiaoyaozi's figure remained ethereal but couldn't hide a sense of fatigue. Holding a sword in hand, with long hair flowing in the wind, he looked like an immortal. Such a handsome man turned out to be the First Killer of the Dark River, ranked tenth on the Assassin Ranking—who would have thought?
Xiaoyaozi finally arrived at the wooden cabin halfway up the mountain.
“Xiong Zhi, how much have you practiced in the past six months?” Xiaoyaozi asked without waiting for Xiong Zhi to respond.
“114,863 stabs,” Xiong Zhi replied respectfully. He felt he had done well, as just counting to over 110,000 was quite difficult.
“Not enough. When you reach 200,000 stabs, I will tell you what to do next,” Xiaoyaozi said indifferently.
Xiaoyaozi walked to the cabin, filled a wooden basin with spring water, and washed his face, finally feeling a bit relaxed.
“This journey has been too exhausting; Master, you should rest for a while,” Xiong Zhi could naturally see Xiaoyaozi's fatigue.
Xiaoyaozi nodded and closed the door.
Xiong Zhi wouldn’t ask what Master was going to do because Master had said this was a killer mission, so it was someone else's business. Moreover, it was enough that Xiaoyaozi had returned; Xiong Zhi didn’t need to know more.
“In a few years, I think I can surpass Master…” Xiong Zhi thought to himself. After all, he had an advantage that Xiaoyaozi did not—Zero.
[End of Chapter]
[PS: The release at night didn't go well, so I chose this morning instead. Therefore, unexpectedly, there will be four chapters today.]
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