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White Snowflakes gently fall, resembling flakes of white goose down. They land on the ground without melting, instead accumulating layer upon layer. Unbeknownst to anyone, the entire earth is covered with a thick quilt of white, transforming the world into a white space.
The cold winter wind sweeps across the land, accompanied by howls of chilling gusts. Hearing this sound adds an involuntary chill to those already feeling cold, making them even more uncomfortable.
All of this foreshadows the arrival of Cold Winter!
Winter is unlike the spring when everything sprouts, unlike the passionate summer, and certainly different from the harvest season of autumn. It is unique because it is a season of dormancy.
In winter, all things fall silent, and fallen leaves return to their roots.
In a remote courtyard of Xuan Lei Sect, although Xuan Lei Sect is one of the giants in Beifeng City, there are still dilapidated and desolate places within it, such as this courtyard.
It seems that some strange events occurred here in the past, leading to the abandonment of nearby houses. To this day, they have not been renovated or rebuilt. Of course, with Xuan Lei Sect's extravagant nature, they do not lack for space. Over time, this place has become seemingly forgotten, rarely visited by anyone, and in this cold winter, it has become even more desolate.
"Drink!"
A low shout suddenly emanates from this dilapidated courtyard. The voice is deep and suppressed, like a giant stone collapsing on a mountain, giving a sense of great weight.
Looking up reveals a young man dressed in an Azure Robe standing in the courtyard. The thin robe flutters in the cold wind, and his long black hair dances lightly with the breeze. The vast courtyard is covered in silver-white snowflakes, with only Sun Zhe standing alone in this place.
Cold Winter, one person.
He tightly grips a Black Long Knife in one hand. The blade gleams subtly, its sharpness concealed; it is clearly a high-quality knife forged through many refinements. After standing for a long time, the blade has already gathered flecks of snow, creating a striking contrast against its dark surface.
With a sudden shout, he moves!
His right foot steps forward abruptly onto the white snow. A muffled sound echoes as he splashes through the snow. His arm moves in sync with the sound, tracing an elegant arc as he swings his Long Sword, which also carves a semicircle through the air, causing snowflakes to fall from the blade.
The blade shimmered with a faint Purple Radiance, accompanied by a slight rumble of thunder, as Void suddenly slashed forward.
"Thunder Dual Slash!"
In an instant, Void conjured a massive purple Blade Shadow, which was an enlarged version of the Long Sword in Sun Zhe's hand. However, the momentum between the two was vastly different; the several times larger Blade Shadow had accumulated an equally multiplied force.
Sun Zhe's expression grew serious as he dashed forward like a bolt of lightning. With a swift motion, he extended his left hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, gripping it with both hands and slashing forward in one fluid motion. Simultaneously, Void's gigantic Blade Shadow also surged forward for a powerful strike.
"Boom boom..."
A series of Explosive Sounds erupted as days' worth of accumulated snow melted away in an instant, revealing a massive pit. The enormous Blade Shadow created by Void trembled slightly before collapsing and dissipating into the ground as if it had never existed, leaving only the intense aura of explosion lingering in the courtyard.
"Sigh... still not enough... I just can't fully master this Martial Arts..."
Sun Zhe inserted his Long Sword into the snow beside him and sighed in frustration, confusion evident in his eyes. When he initially selected two Martial Arts from the library, one was the mid-tier Human Rank Mighty Fist, while the other was the top-tier Human Rank Thunder Dual Slash. He had grasped Mighty Fist in just a few days, yet he still hadn't fully mastered Thunder Dual Slash.
"Could there be something wrong with this Martial Arts?" At this point, Sun Zhe suddenly recalled the strange look from the disciple of Xuan Lei Sect during registration. Back then, he thought it was due to surprise at the level of this Martial Arts, but now it seemed that wasn't quite right.
"Sigh... today's youth always like to find reasons in others when they can't succeed themselves. Can't they first look for reasons within themselves..."
An aged voice suddenly rang in Sun Zhe's ears. Startled, he hadn't expected anyone to come here during this Cold Winter season and overhear his quiet murmurs. But when he looked up, he was met with an utterly astonished expression.
The newcomer was none other than the Mysterious Old Man he had encountered in the library, who had guided him to find this Thunder Dual Slash.
"You..."
"Alright, alright, old man knows what you want. Don't worry about that... Today is the Annual Festival, why aren't you going home?" Seeing Sun Zhe's anxious expression, the old man waved his hand to interrupt Sun Zhe's question and directly found a clean spot to sit down without a care. After sitting down, he took a wine gourd from his waist, drinking while asking Sun Zhe,
"Home..."
Suddenly hearing this word, Sun Zhe was momentarily taken aback, softly murmuring to himself. In an instant, a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
"Home, such a familiar word, but where is my home..."
"Do I still have a home...? Is that home in Qin State, Northern Yue Village still considered mine? Perhaps my mother has already celebrated her sixtieth birthday, maybe my younger brother has grown up, perhaps that girl from back then has already married... So many maybes, and so much strangeness..." Unknowingly, a wave of sadness surged in Sun Zhe's heart.
"Maybe I no longer have a home..."
With a self-deprecating smile, Sun Zhe spoke, but those seemingly light words revealed an incredible sorrow. If the heart is sad, the soul is sad; the whole world becomes sad along with it.
From beginning to end, Sun Zhe had never regarded this Thunder Continent as his home. Even though he had taken over the original body of Sun Zhe, it was merely out of gratitude. In Sun Zhe's heart, there was always only one home, and now it was far away from him. Perhaps he would never return in this lifetime.
"I haven't been home in many years either..."
To Sun Zhe's surprise, upon hearing his words, the old man didn't react much; he simply sighed softly, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his murky eyes.
"Ever since that accident years ago, I've been forced to stay here. I can't even remember how many years have passed... Sigh, forget about these troublesome matters. Today is the Annual Festival; it's a joyous day for family reunions. Since you have no family to reunite with, why not sit down and drink a couple of cups with me? We two lonely souls won't feel so lonely..."
With that, the old man casually tossed the wine gourd to Sun Zhe.
"Annual Festival..."
Every time during the Annual Festival, it used to be a family celebration with the slaughtering of chickens and pigs, but now I am left all alone.
"Haha... that's good! Old man, with that statement, I won't pursue the matter of you deceiving me about Martial Arts any longer..." Sun Zhe raised the wine jug with his right hand and without hesitation tilted his head back to drink. The liquor rushed down his throat into his stomach, bringing an indescribable spiciness that instantly flushed his face red.
"Old man..." Upon hearing Sun Zhe's address, a strange expression flashed across the old man's face but quickly disappeared. Seeing Sun Zhe's flushed appearance, he burst into laughter.
"Just by looking at you, I can tell you don't drink often. As a man, you should learn to drink, and more importantly, learn to drink strong liquor."
"Who says I can't drink? Look at me..."
"Hey, you think the old man's liquor is free? Don't drink too much; it's winter, and this kind of liquor isn't cheap."
"Old man, why are you so angry? I'll buy a few jars of liquor for you in a few days."
...
In the Cold Winter, with strong liquor and just the two of them, Sun Zhe spent his first Annual Festival in Thunder Continent like this.
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