The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 74: The Past

The memories faded, and now replaced with a frenzied atmosphere, a luxurious room was being devoured by the red whiz, flames spread almost all over the room and black smoke soared high greeting the sky.

Still with the same woman with a weakened body was holding on to a boy, crying.

"sorry. Forgive Jian'er's mother. Mother always makes trouble for you." The sobs of Yang Shui shrank as the fire grew bigger and deeper and devoured Yang Shui's wardrobe.

"This is best for you, son, please never hate your mother." Yang Shui took out a medal and a ring from the space of his dimension.

"Please save my son." Yang Shui looked at a young man standing tall before him, the young man was wearing a black robe with an iron mask attached beautifully to the area of his eyes and nose.

"That's starting, don't say..."

"Please. This is my order, don't you feel sorry for my son?" Yang Shui's tears cried profusely, he clenched Yang Jian even more.

"Mothers... I'm scared, it's hot in here. Take me out mother" Little Yang Jian returned the mother's embrace while burrowing his head deeper. Her tiny hands clasped tightly onto Yang Shui's robe as she cried as she pleased.

Hearing Yang Jian's small groan, made Yang Shui's heart seem to be sliced by a knife, and his scar was doused with a squeeze of orange juice, sick and poignant. "Please, we don't have much time."

"Take him as far away as possible. And please make sure he doesn't go back to this godforsaken place." Yang Shui's words ended with the queen's palm holding Yang Jian's forehead, a flash of red light appeared, not long after which Yang Jian fell unconscious along with the disappearance of the light.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty."

"I have no choice, this is the only way to keep my son alive."

"But he will forget everything Your Majesty, even he will also forget you."

"Forgetting over me is better than continuing to live with life threatened."

The glimmers of the event continued to swirl in Yang Jian's head as if forcing him to know everything. Forcing Yang Jian to peek at the miserable event.

Still in the same location, a man walked gallantly followed by several guards behind him. Not long after, the empress of the Yang Clan ran over quickly while crying tears wanted to rush into the flames. But being held back by the man in a golden yellow robe.

"Enough mom, don't hurt yourself. Yang Shui's sister is dead. Look, not even a cat has survived." The man tried to calm the queen. He put on as sad a face as possible while gently stroking his back.

"No, that's not possible. My daughter's alive, please... Please save your brother Quon'er, he's alive." The empress screamed hysterically, she ignored her empress status who had to maintain elegant manners and manners.

"Guards, please escort the empress to her residence." The command of the man called Quon'er to his bodyguard. Two bodyguards came forward and brought the revolting empress.

After the empress died, the man called Quon'er smiled faintly for a few seconds.

"Goodbye brother, I will always remind you." The man's tone of voice sounded sad but the look on his face did not show any sympathy, there was only a sly smile.

"Murghhh." The pain exploded inside Yang Jian's head. He let out a loud scream along with his body that was increasingly emitting a golden yellow light and making the entire Heavenly World bright. There is no more night sky.

Shortly after that Yang Jian's body floated in the air in a supine position. After that, the previously charred trees on fire began to grow, even the arid soil in the world slowly blackened the fertility omen of the land.

From between the soil, grow plants with various types of soil, fruits with various varieties and also beautiful flowers and give off a very fragrant aroma.

The location that had previously been the place where the seal stood now slowly released very clear water, now the water is getting bigger and bigger to create a large pond and spring that invites anyone to wash themselves.

Not stopping there, now the Heavenly World began to be filled with qi that was getting thicker and thicker. All the inhabitants of the Heavenly World could feel the pureness of the qi in that world.

The Heavenly World seemed to be beautifully and carefully painted, as if it had risen again after the death of thousands of years. The world is now a beautiful place and there is no one anywhere.

Yang Jian's body slowly descended until it touched the crystal stone again, all the inhabitants of the Heavenly World were still speechless observing Yang Jian and waiting for what would happen next.

Yang Jian's eyelids moved, slowly he opened his eyes while groaning pain in the head. Several times Yang Jian blinked his eyes to clarify his gaze. Yang Jian swept his gaze across the entire Surawi World. Seeming, Yang Jian was slightly shocked to see a new world that was emblazoned beautifully before him.

Then Yang Jian got up to his feet from the crystal stone, staring back at the inhabitants of the Heavenly World one by one. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle. Suddenly Yang Jian's aura turned cold, ice-cold. Followed by his horrible face. Make a feather I sit anyone bristles.

But that didn't last long. Suddenly the look in Yang Jian's eyes turned sad, and his face was dark. Yang Jian lowered his head while closing his eyes tightly.

"Mother." A speck of clear crystal fell from the corner of Yang Jian's eyes, flowing slowly on his white and smooth cheeks. Until it falls to the ground. He clenched his hands hard, revealing his white knuckles. Yang Jian's jaw hardened, followed by the look of his eyes that could hit anyone.

Without turning his gaze away, Yang Jian leaped high up in the air, instantly Yang Jian's body floated in the air and stood stably.

"What's? Brother who can fly?"

"It's amazing, brother, it's the first time I've seen someone fly. Turns out you never lied to us."

The amazed gazes of Jiji and Yiyi were as if yearning for Yang Jian. And so do the other residents.

Yang Jian's body that was hovering in the air shot rapidly in a split second towards the direction of the hill in the Heavenly World.

When he reached the hill, Yang Jian sat on the rocks at the top of the hill. He looked up at the sky that was back to light after it was dark.

"Mothers... After all this time it's the first time I've mentioned the word 'mother'."

"I remember Mom, I remember what I should have forgotten. I know something I shouldn't know. I have to how mom..."

Yang Jian's voice rang out deeply and poignantly. After a long while, this was the first time he felt like he needed someone willing to hold his hand and say 'all will be fine'.