The Legend of the Eternal King
Bamboo Sword

The disciples believed wholeheartedly that the mature woman had power that was likely commensurate with the sect head.

But they were even more surprised by the temple monk's fortress which turned out to easily break all the tricks of adult women.

Even temple monks had strength that surpassed adult women. The temple monk seemed to be playing around.

"Lady Chi from Night Lily, remember my name and where I come from. This fortress will be put on the extermination list by the guild." The adult woman screamed.

"Amithaba..."

Lady Chi then flew away from the fortress as quickly as possible. The disciples saw a black dot in the sky until it finally disappeared.

"Is the castle hostile to Night Lily? Ah this is so bad we can all be wretched for being affected."

"May we get out of here? If we go our names will be crossed out of the sect."

"Yes, we're gonna be traitors. The sect will hunt us down."

The disciples immediately discussed within the crowd. They were overwhelmed with worry if at any time the fortress was invaded by the experts of the Night Lily.

"Forget it, let's keep running according to Brother Dewei's orders." An Ming ordered the crowd to refocus on the training.

***

In the middle of the wilderness.

Among the big trees.

Chen Dewei was facing off against the Metal Feather Bear who had become a level 6 ferocious beast.

The bear roared loudly giving a pressure and a shout of intimidation as someone entered his territory.

This sound makes all the animals that exist, the birds fly because of fear.

Chen Dewei did not feel any wavering. He steadily unsheathed the bamboo sword. He opened the position by placing the sword vertically in front of his forehead.

Determining and preparing the land is to lay a foundation of every goal and will. No matter the rocky land, full of weeds or sandy.

Hoeing is how you begin an action to carry forward the intent of a foundation. Making loose soil facilitates the passage of roots later.

Making a grater is how you organize how your goals become directional, straight, neat and harmonious. Prepare the seeds that will be planted.

When the seeds are planted, you determine your dreams.

When the seed has sprouted that is the birth of a dream. He had broken through the ground to welcome the presence under the heavens.

The First Step of the Agricultural Bamboo Sword Style: Kuhujam Earth With Roots, I Welcomed the Sky With Shoots

A vertical flash of a bamboo sword shot out with an invisible speed towards the direction of the Metal Feather Bear.

The bear still roared great. Then it shuts down and collapses on the ground.

Chen Dewei let out a long breath. He twisted the bamboo sword with a charming gesture, then bowed solemnly towards the fortress.

"Hamba is very lucky to be on the master's side. Servant set a thousand thanks."

The disciples were surprised not to be dumbstruck when they saw Chen Dewei coming home by dragging an enormous bear.

One of the disciples told his friend that the one killed by the first brother was a sixth-grade metal bear. The mark on the tip of his pointed fur was reddish in color.

The disciples were shocked to see the wounds on the bear's body. A vertical slash wound was carried out by a single attack.

"Has this been killed by the first brother ?"

Even the forty of us have not been able to win a battle against this level six ferocious beast.

Impossible, what is the realm of first brother to be able to crush him alone. Has your brother made rapid progress in just a period of time absent in two months ?

The entire student looked at him with a look of disbelief.

Chen Dewei threw the metal fur bear in front of the disciples.

"You guys clean up for dinner..."

Chen Dewei returned to the fields. He started hoeing and farming again.

***

As usual I easily mastered the second stage of Nine Souls cultivation. I can suppress his power to the top.

But my problem seems the same and will be the next classic problem. I'm having trouble breaking through the next realm.

Mao Yu then got up from her seat, she turned her gaze towards the window of her room.

He looked at the extremely enterprising Chen Dewei and the entourage of sect disciples who ran around the lake.

Until nightfall, Mao Yu was still in his window. He saw a huge bonfire, the disciples were happily feasting on the barbecue.

Mao Yu saw the full moon.

Far up there was a region with thousands of sects and clans with superpowers. They call it the Holy Land.

Even they themselves exaggerate that they are Heaven.

"How is Heaven after the Great Chaos ?"

"Have all the eras passed they recovered as before ?" Mao Yu muttered.

Little Kong who was beside Mao Yu raised his head. Following Mao Yu who was staring at the moon.

"Bai Kong, how much strength do I have to keep up with Heaven ?" Mao Yu asked slowly.

"Your strength along with all the power that exists today is still nothing compared to the weakest sect there. You're like throwing an egg on a rock." Bai Kong replied.

The mood became quiet.

The laughter and jokes of the disciples were heard clearly.

A knock on the door rang out, Mao Yu invited Chen Dewei in.

"You're not partying with them ?" Mao Yu smiled

"I don't have time to be happy, I continue to pursue my time for my training. I want to be strong soon." Chen Dewei said his determination.

"Master, I've become your sword now. Tell me what are your plans with this fort ?"

Mao Yu looked back at the moon.

"I'm not forcing you, if you keep following me you'll be a dead man when the time comes."

"If you want, you can go. You've got what you're looking for." Mao Yu turned to Chen Dewei with a smile.

"I've decided, I'm staying by your side."

"We will now face Night Lily, you are now already able to take down some of their experts regardless of what your current cultivation is. Because you've been able to make your heart sprout."

Chen Dewei closed his eyes, he bowed then left Mao Yu's room.

"Bai Kong's...."

"Yes, Sir..."

"Didn't you miss Heaven ?" Mao Yu asked.

"I honestly miss my homeland there." Bai Kong replied with a heavy feeling.

"If I go there and face your race, how would you feel ?" Mao Yu asked again.

Bai Kong "..."

The atmosphere returned to silence, the party by the lake seemed to have ended. The murds returned to the tent to rest. There are only a few left around the campfire.

"Bai Kong, because of your loyalty I will forgive your race later."

Bai Kong immediately kowtowed before his master.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, my Lord." Bai Kong felt his heart relieved.