Chapter 193 Explaining the Way of the Sword, Opening the Gate to Heaven with a Single Sword.
"I will."
Jiang Nian waved his fan, continuing to have the little girl practice her sword.
In this world, talent is certainly important, but unwavering courage and perseverance are also indispensable.
Even if you only have innate soul power at level three, you might be able to reach the level of Soul Douluo or even Title Douluo in the future through your own efforts.
Half a month passed.
Feng Bailong would occasionally come to Qingyun Peak to watch the girl practice her sword.
He would also bring fine wine to drink with Jiang Nian.
"Your Highness, your understanding of the way of the sword is so profound, I humbly request that you give a lecture to the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect."
"I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
After saying that, Feng Bailong drank the wine with his head tilted back.
Jiang Nian touched his cup, looking at the little girl practicing her sword meticulously, and decided to agree to his request.
He originally planned to leave today, and he could take this opportunity to make a contribution to the Wind Sword Sect before leaving.
In the future, they would all be his subordinates, and they would definitely need to participate in the great battles.
It would be good if they were stronger.
"Alright, I'll give a lecture to the entire sect this afternoon."
Feng Bailong's face flushed with joy, and he quickly expressed his gratitude.
Then they drank and ate to their hearts' content.
Qin Rushuang had excellent talent in swordsmanship, but before, no one had taught her. Now, with Jiang Nian's guidance, her understanding of swordsmanship was much higher than that of the Soul Sect Masters and Soul Kings. She was the same age as Zhu Zhuqing, but her soul power was only level 14.
However, she could still be considered a genius in the Wind Sword Sect.
The sun was high in the sky.
Jiang Nian picked up a bamboo stick and tapped her head.
"Come on, come up the mountain with me, I'll take you to listen to the lecture."
"Oh? Big brother, are we going to listen to the sect master's lecture?" Qin Rushuang was stunned for a moment, scratched her head, and asked in confusion.
"Hmm? Didn't you hear me chatting with your sect master just now?" Jiang Nian chuckled softly.
"Huh? When did the Sect Master arrive?"
Jiang Nian: "???"
Well, he underestimated this girl's focus on sword practice.
Two grown men had been watching her all morning, and this girl had been practicing single-mindedly for so long.
However, this was the focus a sword cultivator should have.
Jiang Nian became more and more satisfied, and felt a little sense of accomplishment.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the square in front of the Wind Sword Sect's main hall. Countless disciples sat on the ground around them, their faces beaming with excitement and their eyes filled with anticipation.
"His Highness the Holy Son is personally giving us a lecture, what an honor!"
"Who says otherwise? That's the man who defeated our Sect Master with just a bamboo pole!"
"Maybe after listening to him, I can directly enter the Dao and become a prodigy of the Wind Sword Sect!"
Qin Rushuang, her face icy, hugged her sword and followed behind Jiang Nian without saying a word. When the disciples saw Jiang Nian coming, they immediately greeted him excitedly, but none of them dared to get close.
He also maintained his smile and replied, as gentle as a spring breeze and as warm as the spring sun.
Several female disciples nearly fainted, but Jiang Nian quickly suppressed his smile to prevent any accidents.
"Huh? Why is there a little girl following behind His Highness the Holy Son?"
"Hiss~ Isn't that Junior Sister Ru Shuang from Qingyun Peak?"
"I feel like she's a bit scary now... that sword aura... even Senior Brother isn't that powerful..."
Everyone was startled, and their gazes towards Qin Rushuang changed.
Many speculated about her relationship with Jiang Nian, a hint of envy in their eyes.
The girl frowned, wondering who this "Holy Son" they were talking about was.
When did the Wind Sword Sect have a Holy Son?
Could it be her older brother?
Qin Rushuang looked up at the boy in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.
After spending a month together, she had forgotten to ask her older brother's name...
Soon, Jiang Nian walked to Feng Bailong's side, surrounded by several elderly men, presumably elders of the Wind Sword Sect.
"Rushuang, come here," Feng Bailong chuckled softly. Beside him was a futon, reserved for her.
Qin Rushuang gave an "oh" and sat down without thinking much of it.
The elders and disciples behind her were all taken aback, gasping and staring at her back, lost in thought.
"Sect Master, is the Holy Son that Senior Brother and Senior Sister mentioned the same as my older brother?" Qin Rushuang asked curiously.
"Hmm... Hmm?!" Feng Bailong choked on his saliva, looking at the little girl beside him with a strange expression.
So this girl hadn't discovered Jiang Nian's identity after a whole month?
What a sword fanatic.
"That's right, he's the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. You should have heard of him, right?"
Qin Rushuang's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.
"Your Excellency, the Holy Son avenged my family!"
"So, big brother is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall..."
Feng Bailong paused in his drinking, thinking of the girl's background.
A few years ago, her parents were killed by a wanted criminal from the Spirit Hall. The Peak Master of Qingyun Peak, who was also his junior sister, took pity on the girl and brought her back to the Wind Sword Sect.
He originally planned to go down the mountain to take revenge after breaking through to the Soul Sect level, but their enemies were killed by Jiang Nian—quite a coincidence.
"His Highness the Holy Son is benevolent and hates evil. Our Wind Sword Sect, following such a person, is truly worthy of our ancestors."
Feng Bailong smiled lightly, tilting his head back to drink, his eyes filled with melancholy.
Jiang Nian sat in the center of the square, the surrounding chatter instantly fading as everyone awaited his words.
Qin Rushuang composed herself, straightened her back, and pricked up her ears, intently watching the man on the platform.
Qing Yu and Zhu Zhuqing also came to see, casually finding seats to gaze at Jiang Nian's handsome face.
Jiang Nian began to speak.
"The sword, this is the highest, and also the return to truth. Abandoning the sword, yet its intent endures. Without a sword in hand, without a sword in heart, one can still see its sharpness in the absence of a blade, and hear its cry in the silence."
"The sword is no longer a weapon of slaughter, nor a shield for protection, but a heart in harmony with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. A flower can cleave the clouds, a flick of the sleeve can sever a stream; with the sword present, there is an upright character; with the sword gone, there is a clear and pure universe."
After speaking, Jiang Nian raised his hand and picked up a falling leaf.
With a light stroke, he slashed at the sky.
The once blue and white sky and clouds were now cleaved open, leaving a silver sword mark spanning ten miles.
It was as if the Milky Way had been reversed, falling from the heavens to earth.
The entire Wind Sword Sect disciples stared blankly at the strange phenomenon, speechless with astonishment.
Feng Bailong's eyes widened as he gazed at the sky and the falling leaves, his mind reeling.
"Opening the heavens with a single leaf"—his understanding of the sword had reached such a profound level?!
Qin Rushuang looked at the sword marks left by Jiang Nian, a sense of longing welling up within her.
"So...so Big Brother has already reached the highest realm of the sword..."
Jiang Nian's words echoed in the girl's mind, her eyes glazed over, as if she had entered some strange state.
Feng Bailong looked at her with a complex expression, murmuring in disbelief, "She...has attained enlightenment..."
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