Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 1694A – They Are Doomed

Thinking about these matters, Qin Yu actually fell asleep before he knew it. His head was lowered, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady.

Rourou, who had already left, quietly returned to his side at this moment. Taking a glance at Qin Yu, she raised her head and looked at the sky, straight at the enormous sword shadow amongst the clouds.

She knew that the test that came from the Opening Heavens Sword Sect’s Undying Sword Spirit had already begun, and she was unable to intervene in this test. If she could intervene, things would not be so troublesome.

They indeed had a rotten reputation in Swallow Mountain!

Otherwise, back then, as one of the ten sword sects in Swallow Mountain, they would not have ended up in such a predicament just because of an accident.

After thinking about it for a while, Rourou raised her hand a bit. The space around Qin Yu instantly became densely packed. Layers started to accumulate and pile up, and in the blink of an eye, a space prison was constructed.

It did not look like much on the surface, but anyone who stepped into it without her permission would get lost in the layers of spaces.

She sat cross-legged beside him.action

The Undying Sword Spirit’s attitude and final choice was a key part of the plan. She had to get the outcome she was hoping for before she could proceed with her arrangements.

This was why Rourou waited so long to pass Qin Yu the Mountain River Sword…immortal swords were living beings with souls. They were a precious treasure that every swordsman in this world wanted to possess!

The opportunity was right in front of them, but whether or not they could seize it was up to Qin Yu.

……

In a trance, Qin Yu had a very strange dream. In this dream, he became a swordsman with a very ordinary aptitude.

There was a master who was quiet, rarely smiled, and always looked serious but had a soft heart. There were also two disciple brothers and one disciple sister. Out of the four of them, he was the slowest in his cultivation speed and was always mocked and laughed at.

However, the strange thing was that even though he was always the subject of mockery, he did not get angry at all. Qin Yu then realized that this was actually a way by which swordsmen bonded with each other. His two disciple brothers and disciple sister were hoping that this method would ignite his ambition for cultivation.

It was ineffective.

As the disciple who was third-in-line to the Sword Peak, his cultivation should also be ranked third, but he was always the slowest. Even some juniors on the Sword Peak had slowly caught up to Qin Yu’s cultivation realm.

That’s right, this disciple on the Sword Peak was also named Qin Yu. They had the same first name and last name; this was quite fateful.

Qin Yu’s consciousness was a bit fuzzy. Stuck in a conscious yet trancelike state, he could sense everything that happened in the dream, yet he was unable to intervene. He could only act as a bystander.

His master was always sincere in his words, “Learning swordsmanship is not just about cultivating strength. You have to pursue it all the way without any regrets, and that is the key part of cultivating this Great Dao. The road that you walk on is definitely right, so you do not have to be anxious. There will be some times when walking slower than others will allow you to see the scenery clearly during your journey. It may not be a bad thing.”

Qin Yu knew that his master was trying to cheer him up. When he was teaching the other disciples, he was not like this. What he said to them was – “The killing power of us swordsmen is the strongest in the world! If you unleash your sword, you must make even supernatural beings bow to you. We must not be sloppy!”

His words were so earnest!

Feeling slightly moved in his heart, Qin Yu worked even harder to cultivate. However, his aptitude remained unchanged and this made him feel extremely suffocated.

Qin Yu tried, but with little success.

Slowly, the number of people on the sword peak increased. His master was promoted to a grandmaster. His two disciple brothers and disciple sisters became other people’s masters.

Speaking strictly about his seniority, he was a grandmaster uncle. However, in the sword sect, seniority was not the most important thing.

Hmm…what was the name of our sword sect again?

Qin Yu stared intently into the distance. There was a massive sword tablet that stood at the mountain gate. Its sword intent rushed to the sky, majestic and magnificent. However, no matter how he looked at it, it was blurry.

It was probably because his cultivation was so weak that he could not even see clearly the name of his sect, Qin Yu thought in self-mockery.

However, after a certain amount of time passed, the atmosphere on the sword peak became more and more tense. His master said that a strong enemy had invaded and he wanted them to make preparations for a huge battle.

His two disciple brothers and disciple sister had made the necessary arrangements already. When it came to him, his master thought for a while before saying, “Secure the sword peak and stabilize the rear.”

At this moment, countless eyes looked at him. Qin Yu lowered his head and obeyed his master’s orders. He was very aware that when the enemy came, there was no need to secure the rear. His master was trying to protect his dignity.

When the enemy arrived, they were extremely strong. His two disciple brothers died one after another, then his master died too, and there was only his disciple sister left to fend for all of them.

“Sword peak disciples, break out of the siege! Protect our sect’s inheritance at all costs!”

His disciple sister’s orders rang throughout the place.

Countless disciples cried miserably and took her orders to flee one by one. They were already sure that the sword sect was doomed today; staying here and continuing to fight would only result in unnecessary casualties.

At this moment, Qin Yu left the sword peak. A longsword in his hands, he walked towards the battlefield.

“Third Disciple Brother, go, leave!” His disciple sister said in a desperate tone.

He stopped in his steps and with a resolute look in his eyes, he said, “Master is dead. Both disciple brothers are dead – where do you want me to go?

“Disciple Sister, you haven’t called me ‘Disciple Brother’ in so long. My aptitude for cultivation is indeed bad and I do not have any talent, but at the very least, I can accompany Master, our two disciple brothers, and you in death.”

He raised his hand and brandished his sword proudly.

Buzz –

A sword cry rang out between the heavens and earth. A majestic sword shadow appeared, like a flash of lightning that shot across the sky in an instant. The enemies that were attacking the sword peak instantly froze. In the next moment, their heads and bodies were separated and fresh blood spilled out endlessly like a rain of blood.

The sword shadow ceaselessly continued to slash upwards, cutting open a crack in the clouds such that the light from the nine suns poured down.

It was the first time Qin Yu clearly saw the stone tablet on the mountain gate – Opening Heavens Sword Sect!

The four characters were now in full view, and like a hot iron cast, it branded itself onto Qin Yu’s soul.

Qin Yu’s bystander state was directly shattered and he integrated with the sword peak’s Third Disciple’s consciousness.

Holding the longsword, standing at the top of the sword peak, blood raining from above.

Whoosh –

Qin Yu violently opened his eyes, and now, he was holding a longsword in his hands. The sword was thick and heavy, and it had three characters engraved on it that he did not recognize. However, when he looked at it, he immediately understood what it meant.

Mountain River Sword!

This sword…had a soul.

And now, as Qin Yu was looking at the sword, Sect Master Hu Fu of Circling Heavens Sword Sect turned around abruptly and glared at the Opening Heavens Sword Sect’s mountain gate. 

“Impossible…” he mumbled to himself through clenched teeth. He had a heavy expression on his face and his eyes were full of explosive killing intent.

Above the Opening Heavens Sword Sect, that majestic sword shadow had now disappeared. Hu Fu was very aware of what this meant.

The Opening Heavens Sword Sect’s Sword Spirit had acknowledged its owner!

Pu –

Pu –

In the space all around them, countless cracks began to appear and the ground started to turn into flour. The servants around him also directly turned into meat paste!

Ma Dengfeng and the other Circling Heavens Sword Sect direct disciples had a huge change in expressions. They quickly lowered their heads and bowed, looking visibly panicked. They did not know what exactly happened for their Sect Master, who was always serious and imperceptible, to have lost his composure. However, it was obvious that this was related to the Opening Heavens Sword Sect.