White String: The Future And The Past
Chapter 7: Against the Black Blade

Chapter 7: Facing the Black Blade

Author: Hin Alfa

Editor: Alufra

Lu Xiaoyi was not a popular person among her peers. Although his talent in martial arts was only slightly above average, his ability in creating weapons almost matched that of a high-level master. Moreover, his ability in writing inscriptions and deciphering formations.

He was the only son of Lu XuanTong, one of the Elders in the Lu Clan. The Lu Clan was not a large clan, but was a branch that the Sage Zhang Clan had created to employ slaves as blacksmiths. Over time, the Lu Clan turned into an independent clan although it was still under the jurisdiction of the Zhang Clan.

He was quite confused because Elder Lang asked him to come to the training yard near the west door. There are only two reasons why you were called by the elders, to be a talented person or a troublemaker. And Lu Xiaoyi was sure that she was not included in those two matters. He lazily walked to the place he was told.

While walking, he met Ji Lingling and an unknown young man. So he decided to greet her.

“Good morning, Miss Ji. By the way today the weather is bright, yes?” greet Lu Xiaoyi kindly.

“Good morning, Young Master Lu. Oh, meet this guy beside me, his name is White String,” Ji Lingling replied while introducing White String to Lu Xiaoyi.

“No need to be formal, just call Lu Xiaoyi. And what is he..”.

“Hehe, he's my fiancee,” Ji Lingling said suddenly with a hug on White String. The one who was hugged chose not to respond because it would definitely not be ignored by Ji Lingling.

“ You can choose not to believe it. He lied about the engagement,” White String whispered to Lu Xiaoyi while pointing at Ji Lingling.

“Fuu, you have the heart to say that. Father himself said that he had talked about the matchmaking with you,” Ji Lingling puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

‘But that doesn't mean I agree!’ White String silently cursed in his heart. After letting go of Ji Lingling's embrace, he turned to leave.

“I've had a bad feeling since you came to my place and I'm going home to prevent my bad premonition from becoming a reality.”.

Lu Xiaoyi was a little surprised when she saw White String move away, but she was even more surprised because suddenly someone patted White String on the shoulder. Lu Xiaoyi did not feel the aura of the person until she saw it with her own eyes.

“Honey, your hunch has come true,” taunted Ji Changkong. White String screeched annoyed at the appearance of the most annoying creature he thought it was.

“Oh, Lu Xiaoyi, huh? Incidentally, the others were waiting. Let's go.”

Finally Ji Changkong took the three of them to the promised place.

✾✾✾

“Ji Changkong, come out! Our duel is not finished!”

A woman was seen hovering at the eastern gate of the Thousand Swords Mountain Sect. The Phoenix mask he wore did not cover his seductive figure behind his black tight clothes.

Behind him, there was a man with an honorable appearance who was shaking his paper fan.

The woman carrying the sword was Feng ShuiYue, and behind her was Feng LengYue.

The reason coming to the Thousand Swords Mountain Sect was to challenge Ji Changkong, who was an eternal opponent to him.

Once upon a time, about two hundred years ago, Feng ShuiYue lost a match against Ji Changkong in a sword duel. Up until now, he had often challenged Ji Changkong to make up for his former defeat. He loses more often than wins.

Ji Changkong arrived shortly with three people behind her. Feng ShuiYue recognized one of them as her youngest daughter, Ji Lingling. As for the other two, he had never seen them before. But there was a hint of dangerous aura he felt from a masked young man behind Ji Changkong.

“Feng ShuiYue, are you not satisfied with losing? I purposely let you win last time in your honor,” Ji Changkong instantly insinuated the most vulnerable topic for Feng ShuiYue.

“Yeah, Brother Ji, isn't it taboo to upset a girl? You can suffer divine punishment, you know,” Feng LengYue replaces his sister avenging Ji Changkong.

Simultaneously, Ji Changkong sent a voice transmission to White String. 'My injuries have not fully recovered yet, I cannot fight it with this kind of circumstance. Can you replace me, this time?’ that's how the message goes.

The news of Ji Changkong's pain was covered from the public. Despite some speculation about it, Feng ShuiYue had no idea that Ji Changkong had ever nearly died before.

“Bogged basis. Often our matches end with only a small margin. And you're telling me to fight someone else? You think your skills are that great?” Feng ShuiYue was angry from feeling slighted.

“No, you don't have to fight it in earnest. If you can take off the mask, it can be considered your victory. Make no mistake, I can't do it either. If you can do it, it means you are better than me,” explained Ji Changkong.

Ji Changkong felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw the cold gaze from the eyes of the White String eagle. While gulping his saliva, he pretended not to know.

“White String, if you lose, you have to take off your mask. With so many people here, you won't reject it, ‘kan?”

“Truly left no way for me to lose, huh? All right, I'll get back to you next time. At that time, I was sure you couldn't say anything,” White String threatened. Ji Changkong's hair stood up when she noticed White String's eyes were shining with a terrifying dark light.

“What is he going to fight me? She doesn't look as great as you say,” Feng ShuiYue pointed to White String. In fact, the dangerous aura he felt came from the White String. But Feng ShuiYue thought it was just his feelings.

“Yes, it's me. Is there a problem?”

“No. Is it hard to take off your mask? I used to take people's heads off all this time. Careful, don't let my sword get misdirected and land on your neck,” Feng ShuiYue's tease. Unfortunately, his teasing was not responded to by White String.

Near the east gate, there was a battle arena. They decided to fight there.

Feng ShuiYue is nicknamed The Black Blade. He was wearing a black sword called the Luminous Sword. With this sword, he had only lost to Ji Changkong and some of the strongest people in the Moon Land Continent. If ranked, he might be among the 100 strongest people.

He took out the Luminous Sword from the start in not wanting to underestimate his opponent. While White String took out a silver-colored sword with two and a half fingers wide. His sword was extremely thin and looked extremely fragile compared to the Luminous Sword.

“What is your best weapon?” ask Feng ShuiYue.

“Actually, no. But it should be enough to fight you,” replied White String flatly.

“Hmph! Get ready!”

While drawing out his sword, Feng ShuiYue became blurred before arriving right in front of the White String. He intended to split the White String mask with a single slash of a sword.

White String who could see Feng ShuiYue's intentions did not attempt to dodge. Instead, he raised his sword to welcome his opponent's attack.

The strong wind created due to the collision of the two artifacts blocked the view of the audience towards the situation inside the arena.

Beside Lu Xiaoyi, Ji Lingling squeezed her hand out of over-anxiety. He expected White String to lose today. Wh why? Because he wanted to see his face directly. Previously, Ji Lingling knew the appearance of the White String from the memories passed down by Ji Changkong. He once asked Elder Yu, and the latter said that White String's face was indeed incomparable to anyone in this world.

“What?!”

A shocked scream sounded. That's Feng ShuiYue's voice. The spectators narrowed their eyes as the fog of dust blocked their slight vision.

In the arena, the Black Blade took a distance of ten steps from the young man who crossed his sword. The wind was still blowing fiercely, but the young man's hair did not sway in the slightest. It was as if he was not there, but in another world.

In the sword dao, cultivators were familiar with sword aura, sword intent, sword soul, and sword body. As a swordsman, Feng ShuiYue knew well how difficult it was to train sword aura up to the body of the sword. Even a person could be stuck in a realm his entire life with no chance of breaking through at all.

On top of the sword body, there was the so-called domain/sword world which was the realm of legends. In the historical record, only a few gods have been able to achieve it.

When it reaches the sword world, a swordsman will unite with the sword and its surrounding environment. A strong wind would not push him, a big wave could not sweep him away, even an earthquake did not shift him, that was the world of swords!

(Note from Hin: Actually swordsman refers to Swordsman and Bladesman, whereas Sword Dao and Saber Dao is different😭. But in Indonesian, sword and saber have almost the same meaning. And it would take too many words to explain Dao so just skip😭. I'm sorry😭)

Ji Changkong who was watching from afar was also no less surprised. As a person who was predicted to be the most talented swordsman among the generation of his age, he would still need decades to learn sword intent. But seeing a young man whose age was not even half his own had reached the world of swords, Ji Changkong felt the time he used to study the Sword Dao was in vain.

“This match is not destined to go smoothly. I have to be serious against this boy.” Feng ShuiYue smiled wryly.

“Sorry to interrupt, but this time it's almost 1,500 words. Wouldn't we just end up here?” Feng LengYue suddenly cut off the most important part of this chapter.

Hin who was still busy bathing Pou only glanced for a moment before returning to his busyness. next “Bab will be released next week. If you are not busy, please count your toothbrush bristles while waiting for the next chapter to come out.”