The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 15: Chang An II's

The Jade Stone Sect was a white-flow middle sect that had been hundreds of years old, the patriarch of the sect was named Feng Yin.

Although still classified as a middle sect, the area is almost like a small town. The towering walls and the close surveillance showed how difficult it was to break through the security of the sect.

"Welcome to your new home Jian'er." After traveling the last few days his Chang An and Yang Jian arrived at the gate of the sect.

Yang Jian was amazed to see the front of the sect, this was the first time he had entered the sect territory. The moment they arrived in front of the gate, the bodyguards on duty immediately bowed respectfully.

"Come on." Invite Chang An while holding Yang Jian's hand.

Just a few steps into the sect saw many sect disciples shrouding Chang An.

"Chairman Chang are you back?"

"Chairman Chang, we can't wait to be trained by the elder."

The disciples looked enthusiastically welcoming Elder Chang An.

"Sister." Yang Jian who was disturbed was open to talk, he was very tired during the trip and wanted to immediately rest his body.

"Oh, Elder Chang brought someone?"

"Chairman Chang did you end up raising a disciple?"

"Look at him being very handsome at his young age, not inferior to elder Chang."

The disciples who had originally shrouded Chang An turned their attention to Yang Jian.

"Include him my cousin's sister's name is Yang Jian, she's so exhausted. Can we go now?" Chang An asked politely.

" Of course, the elder go rest. No need to hide."

Chang An pulled Yang Jian away to avoid the crowd. Chang An took Yang Jian towards his residence. Chang An's residence was not too spacious but not small either, there were four rooms with one room of size large enough, it was Chang An's room.

"Jian'er rest it will be your room from now on." Chang An escorted Yang Jian to the room right next to his own.

" Sister must meet patriarch Feng Yin first to report the mission this time as well as ask for permission for you to stay with me for a while."

In a sect it does have a special rule that is, outsiders are not allowed to live in a sect if they have not registered as members of the sect.

Chang An was able to bring Yang Jian in because Chang An was one of the elders in the sect with a special post, he said, naturally Chang An had a strong influence but Yang Jian was unable to stay forever in the sect for the sake of the sect's security. Each guest must also receive permission from the patriarch.

"Good sister."

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" Switch your attack."

"Your horses must be strong."

"You must be able to unite with the sword itself."

In a vast field there was a twelve-year-old young girl practicing swordsmanship, in front of her was a middle-aged man standing up while teaching the little girl.

Sweat soaked the little girl's clothes, her breath was cut off and her right hand was slightly bleeding, like she had been doing the exercises for quite a while.

"Training this time until here princess, we will continue tomorrow." It turned out that the little girl who was practicing was the daughter of the Qin emperor, Qin Lienhua.

"It's up to you but don't push yourself too much."

"Good teacher understand."

Master Qin Lienhua walked towards the two people who were observing their practice from the very beginning.

"How's my daughter's training progress Elder Tang?" Ask the Qin emperor.

"The princess is very talented noble, can be counted children his age are able to compensate for his abilities." Elder Tang explained the ever-increasing development of Qin Lienhua's practice.

"Does he have a chance to win the tournament?" Empress Tang Rourou asked worriedly, elder Tang and Empress Tang Rourou were brothers therefore she did not call him the elder. But for Emperor Qin, they followed the tradition.

"Sure Rou'er, he's a genius. I believe in my nephew's abilities." Elder Tang assured his sister not to worry.

"I don't know, he's training hard for this tournament."

"Calm the empress, the time for the tournament is still long and there is still plenty of time for Hua'er to step up her training." The emperor Qin.

Six more months will be held young cultivator tournament, this tournament is specifically for cultivators aged 12 to 17 years. The goal is to hone fighting skills and improve skills and motivation for the younger generation.

This tournament was held once every four years, exclusively for the white sect and the neutrals of the entire Qin empire.

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In a fairly wide courtyard Yang Jian was practicing the sword that Xiao Ming was teaching. Chang An who had been observing Yang Jian's training was fascinated by his play.

"Jian'er you're so talented in swordsmanship you've never seen the swordplay you've performed just now."

" It's a sword technique created by my father brother so it's only natural that brother has never seen it." Yang Jian replied casually.

"Really, your father must be a great cultivator and a genius." Chang An sincerely praised Yang Jian's father, he grew increasingly curious about the figure who became Yang Jian's father for being able to create a sword technique whose movements were hard to read yet each attack was sharp and deadly.

"My father was great, gentle and loving. There was no greatest human being other than my father." Yang Jian's eyes turned soft, there was a tone of sadness in his words.

'I miss you father' Yang Jian's heart ached remembering Xiao Ming.

Chang An could see the sadness in Yang Jian's eyes, he patted Yang Jian's shoulders gently to channel the strength.

"Hand Jian'er your body already stinks of sweat." seduced Chang An thawed the atmosphere.

"really?" yang Jian asked innocently, instantly kissing his clothes.

"Well brother, after the bath I'll cook a special meal for brother." Yang Jian shouted as he ran towards his room.

Chang An tekekeh looked at Yang Jian's innocent manner.

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"It's delicious, it's really delicious. Jian'er your food is amazing." Chang An ate Yang Jian's cooking for the first time, he continued to praise Yang Jian's cooking until it did not feel all exhausted in eating Chang An.

"Ah I seem to be too lustful." Chang An saw that all the dishes were empty while Yang Jian had not eaten anything.

"It's okay, brother, I can eat dry bread."

After they finished eating, they returned to their rooms and rested.