The King of the Sword King
Rain in the Cursed Desert

  Ever since the day it was announced his Flying Sword Sect dueling challenge on the Sovereign of the Silver Continent - Nangong Rong, a furore had occurred in the Silver Continent. All practitioners from the remote plains to the highlands, the Western plains to the East discussed this.

"Have you heard the news?" ask someone to their friend.

"What news?Lest you mean this is news about having born a new Immortal in this Silver Continent?" replied friend.

"Really !.

   And I heard that since the birth of the new Immortal, he will challenge the duel of another Immortal Nangong Rong !"

"What's? Dare right. Did he not know that Nangong Rong was both a Sword God as well as a Sovereign in this Continent? Oh. Just look at it later. The new Immortal will be attacked by the supporting sects of Sword God Nangong Rong later" his friend replied shuddering.

   The man's friend then scowled, with a sullen face after hearing that the Sword God supporting Sects would go along to battle the new Immortal.

"You're not getting along well?" from the pouting face, he changed his face in a disdainful mimicry. The next..

"Don't you know? That Nascent Immortal, being Supported By the only Unrivaled Sect - the Flying Sword Sect?" cynical voice.

"What? !"

"Sounds stupid !.

   Even the Sects that were the accomplices of Sword God Nangong Rong, were all snarled under the soles of the practitioners of the Flying Sword Sect.

   Just look at Jiu De, the poor Master of the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect. He with the entire spirit ship he was aboard died under the attack of the Flying Sword Sect. In vain they named themselves as the No Appeal Sect his friend fell silent. 

   Because he felt above the wind the man was getting fiery explaining the lunge of the Flying Sword Sect, he said,

"Even the destruction of the Ice Cloud Sword Sect, it was due to the intervention of the Flying Sword Sect !"

Silent Moment. The first man to bearer the gossip was bored as it overflowed in worship towards the Flying Sword Sect.

"OKs. I-i understand. What is the essence of all this news? I catch that in the Silver Continent, there have now been two Immortal figures.

   Isn't this weird? Thousands and even tens of thousands of years old, it was unheard of for the birth of a new Immortal from this continent right?" said the gossip spreader's friend.

"Listen well.here !" pull the gossip guy.

"I got the news that, that Immortal from the Flying Sword Sect, challenged Sword God Nangong Rong in a one-on-one duel !"

   His friend's eyes lit up, his lips hissing..

"This is news ! The event of a duel between an Immortal against an Immortal, was probably an event that would only happen once a thousand years.." 

"When will this happen?" his tan..

"Three months from now, the night when the Full Moon in the Forsaken Desert !"

   The conversation of the two people stopped, suddenly without excuse the gossip spreader friend disappeared..

"I'm sorry. I must return to the sect, inform our sect master !" the gossip guy was dumbfounded, seeing the quick reaction of his comrade.

   Although many people were wondering where the Flying Sword Sect was located, but no one was able to answer where they were based

******

   Time passed, with joy to watch the matchless duel, now in the Cursed Desert, there were often strange phenomena.

   This was reported by several crossers from the Western Region heading towards the Central plains or vice versa, many individuals of this Wu-Lim world gave reports that there was an enormous outpouring of energy coming from the Northern Desert. Some even concluded that the overflow of almighty energy came from the Ice Island which was located not far from the Silver Continent.

   Some say that the overflow of energy is just a phenomenon of mirage, which arises due to the movement of air in the northern plains that became the Island of Ice.

   But there was another theory that said that the destruction of the Ice Cloud Sword Sect was the result of the work of an unknown Practitioner who had something to do with the Immortal from the Flying Sword Sect.

   This confusing news is what adds to the impression of the haunted and mysterious Island of Ice in the North. Even more extreme is that some have reported that strange noises are often heard when people cross the border in the cursed desert, coming from the North.

   Another bad news in this Silver Continent was, the Magic Vermillion Sect which was a 9-Star sect that was an accomplice of Sword God nangong Rong, that night was destroyed by an unknown person. Everyone then attributed this to the intervention of the Flying Sword Sect.

   Fires of rage were blazing from the direction of the Western Continent. There was news that Nangong Rong Sang Immortal had directly sent Zhang Ching Cung, the head of the Ice Cloud Sword Sect who had escaped the slaughter on the Island of Ice, when he was traveling to the South Continent, the Yong Master Association grand auction.

   Zhang Ching Cung brought in countless practitioners and sword experts from the demon Clan and the Xia Clan, to conduct an investigation into the Island of Ice.

   But all that effort is in vain. The energy overflow force that the person was always talking about, was nonexistent at all. 

******

   This was one night before the events of the fight between the two Immortal Continent Silver in the Cursed Desert. Nonetheless, the spots strategically located to witness the duel, already filled with practitioners as well as groups of martial observers, had been packed full of the outskirts of the Cursed Desert.

   For decades, there has never been a heavy rain falling on the Cursed Desert, the Border of the Central and Western Plains. This is a rare occurrence.

   Huo Qing, was one Six Star Sect Master, the Harmony Sword Sect, one small sect located in the Eastern Mainland of the Silver Continent. That fifty-year-old man, far from coming from the East, had specially come to witness the all-powerful fight between the two Immortals in the Silver Continent, together with his beloved disciple, Wang Qing-qing is a 15 year old girl.

   With his cultivation at the level of the third level of the Boundless Realm, Huo Qing intended to add insight by observing the sword sparring between Immortals so as to reap the benefits for his sword technique development. 

   Wang Qing-qing was busy fixing their tent so that the rainwater that pooled over the tent, did not spill and overflow into the tent, making their holder wet.

   Wang Qing-qing looked at one young man, who was getting out of the rainwater, and pulled over at the side of their Harmony Sword Sect tent. Wang Qing-qing assessed the young man, who looked a little strange but as if he did not care about his wet clothes.

   The young man had hair with a strange color, looking neat with a gray dress from simple materials. The look on his face was young, probably around 17 or 18 years old, with broad shoulders and a tall body.

"It's a pity that his cultivation is so low"

inner Wang Qing-qing.

"With 17 years of age and his training rank at the realm of the level one Spirit Condensation Realm, he had no hope of even tucking the level of the Great Spirit Realm until he died later" inner Wang Qing-qing humbled inwardly.

   But that was not the case with Huo Qing. That Harmony Sword Sect Master. Huo Qing opened his eyes, remained in the cultivating lotus position then said to Wang Qing-qing..

"Qingqing..

   Get the young man into the tent. Let him warm his body in the tent with us.

   it's impolite to let a guest get cold when it's raining, and let him get cold out there!" tith Huo Qing's.

   Wang Qing-qing flinched, her face flushed in embarrassment for being rude by ignoring the cold youngster.

   The young man saw and heard all those conversations. Then when she was allowed to enter warm her body, she politely bowed and saluted Huo Qing..

"Yong-yong thanked the master..

   This kindness Yong-yong will remember in his heart" 

  Huo Qing was stunned. This young man was so young and had good manners. Unfortunately he did not have a good bone to become a martial practitioner with a brilliant future. If only he had a bit of middle bone quality to become a martial expert, Huo Qing intended to invite him to join the Harmony Sword Sect.

"Good !

   Courteous young man" Huo Qing said.

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