All Chapters of Swordbound Chronicles: Chapter 641
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Temple of the Goddess of Virtue - Part Three.
"Kill the two rats. The female one is enough to subdue. She will warm Mao Yu Yi's bed this cold night.""Damn it! I'd rather die than submit," shouted the woman pretending to be a man, drawing her sword!A silver gleam of light flashed. The three swords in the Wu Clan members' hands moved as fast as shadows, darting under the pouring rain.Trang—trang—trang!The clash of sharp weapons sounded heart-wrenching, and it was made all the more upsetting when rain scattered like pebbles joined the sound.The three Wu Clan practitioners circled each other, releasing sword energy and protecting one another from behind. The cooperation of three experts in the early rank of the Boundless Realm took turns slashing with Wu Clan sword techniques towards one group after another that surrounded them. The rainwater at the feet of the combatants gradually turned red.Blood splattered in the rain as the demon clan's besiegers began to fall to the ground one by one. More than ten Demon Clan practitioners
West Bank Border.
The silver-haired man still stood calmly, looking majestic and mystical from the top of the courtyard wall of the Goddess of Virtue Temple. His flowing hair moved like a snake in the cold wind and glimmered like fireflies in the moonlight.A girl from the Wu Clan named Wu Biao and her brother, Wu Zao Yun, knelt, bowed their heads, and thanked the man. "Thank you, Inkong (master helper)," they said as they banged their heads on the wet ground.In a soft voice, the man returned their salute, "Don't mind it too much. I have had good relations with your Wu Clan in the past. Long ago, I was friends with Elder Wu Wangting in your clan. Unfortunately, I heard that he was killed in battle.""Elder Wu Wangting?" muttered Wu Biao. She glanced at Wu Zao Yun beside her."Master Helper, will you tell us your name?" asked Wu Biao curiously. The Wu Clan girl then looked up, trying to get a better look at the helper lord's face.However, to Wu Biao's surprise, the silver-haired lord had vanished. The
Surya Village- Part One.
The journey to the Southern Lands would be shortened if he took the route through the Land of World Medicinal Plants on the southwestern edge of the Silver Continent rather than the conventional route through the wilderness. After all, the Southwestern lands were also famous for the mystical wonders of this world; he thought there must be many secret, rare, and precious artifacts.It was late afternoon when he arrived at the western edge of the gap between the Western and Southwestern Regions. The sun was on the Western horizon with a dark orange tinge as far as the eye could see.With a single foot stomp, the young man's body floated beautifully, taking flight. He looked like a god, so majestic, with his loose sleeves flapping in the wind. Many martial practitioners and ordinary mortals—not the immortality pursuit group—were stunned to see the silver-haired man in action.At the edge of the infinite abyss, many people who would travel between regions from the West to the Southwest ha
Surya Village- Part Two.
On the second day, while constantly checking the map he had bought in the West, he felt that the Land of Medicinal Plants was getting closer."The land of steep ravines and the trees of the five seasons are coming into view. The Land of Medicinal Plants is in sight," he thought happily.Suma Fen continued to fly solo, and he had to ascend more and more as this high and steep terrain directed him. Eventually, at 1500 feet above ground level, he saw a vast expanse of fields and other steep hills.Now, flying low, he smiled and waved to the Takin (a kind of goat) herding children who jumped up and down in excitement, shouting in amazement at the sight of a human performing such a feat of flying."Saint—it's a saint!" they shouted, waving their hands, before bowing and running happily after Suma Fen.Suma Fen finally landed and approached the children surrounding him, who were somewhat timid but full of interest."Greetings, children," said Suma Fen. He folded his arms across his chest be
Valley of Thunder Dragon - Part One.
Spending the night in the highlands of the Land of Medicinal Plants was like staying in a cold room. Luckily, our hero was a top-class expert who could not be compared to ordinary people. He used the bone-chilling cold to meditate, absorbing energy from heaven and earth.The starry, dark moment passed quietly without any incident. When the early morning sun had just revealed itself, he had finished his meditation. He was ready to leave the humble family home.But first, he looked at his reflection in the small pond behind the house.He thought, smiling, "I do look as foreign as a wizard or a religious elder."Though now covered with wild hair on his upper lip and beard, his smooth face did not hide that handsome, shining visage. Instead, it emphasized that majestic aura."Maybe I'll find a makeup artist to improve my appearance in Guntur Langit City later."Last night's conversation with the host had given him a lot of information, and he decided to go alone to Celestial Thunder City.
Valley of Thunder Dragon - Part Two.
Suma Fen paid close attention to the half-aged padree sitting on top as the strong wind made the padree's robe flutter..."His left hand is missing? Well... not just the left hand. Both legs are missing, too. Are these people a religious group that likes to mutilate their limbs?"He concluded because his keen eye saw that the padree's left-hand gain was a voluntary slash, not a battle wound.Our hero's imagination stopped when he suddenly saw a small flash of displeasure from the half-aged padree on the palanquin... directed at him."Is it because I didn't fall on my knees and get teary-eyed?" he tried to conclude. The sparkle contained an energy that was familiar to Suma Fen's eyes."Magus?" he thought. Although the padree's magic aura was quickly retracted, that speck of leaking magic aura could not deceive our young man.With a humble gesture, he bowed his head and put both hands on his chest in a sign of respect. The padree on the palanquin also bowed his head in return to Suma Fe
Valley of Thunder Dragon - Part Three.
Suma Fen followed the boy. After winding their way through the crowded stalls, they finally arrived at the back of the market area, where few people passed. He opened the old, rickety wooden door of a shop.'Ngiik!' the boy said as he opened the worn door. From inside the shop, the sound of footwear pacing could be heard."I brought you a customer! Don't forget to tip me for bringing you a customer!" the boy shouted, still standing at the old wooden door, not trying to enter.An old-looking person with a balding head emerged from inside the room, behind the display area. "Magus again. His soul power is pretty decent. An early Earth master," Suma Fen thought."Tell me what you want to buy, and let Old Lin take out all my treasures for you to choose from," the bald man said indifferently."The magi in this place are rather haughty. Maybe it's because they've never met the reality out there—it's full of weird magic and cultivation," Suma Fen thought. He said, "I would like to purchase a
Flying Jolly - Part One.
From the old magus' story, Suma Fen finally learned that the Himalayan God Worshiping Temple was the most powerful order of Magi in the Land of Medicinal Plants. Their religious leader, Padre Wangchuk, was steeped in the understanding that the highest cultivation would only occur when they mutilated limbs.According to the cultivation techniques of the Himalayan Order of Gods, the more limbs that are mutilated, the easier it is to reach nirvana, where power and glory await.As the leader of the order that performed the most limb mutilations, Padre Wangchuk was the Magus with the highest cultivation.As for the existence of the Himalayan Peak God and its connection to the shrine, Tua Lin himself knew nothing about it. However, from reliable sources, it was rumored that a thousand years ago, there was a group of Magi from the Dwarven Clan on the Himalayan Peak. They were the rulers of this Land of Medicinal Plants.But over time, dwarves began to disappear, either becoming extinct or mi
Flying Jolly - Part Two.
"Of course, according to their bloodlines, it will bring benefits to the gods later—especially since all of them are virgins!""Good! Between my meeting with our agent and the noble girls, I will test the virginity of all five of them," Padre Wangdak replied.Buk - buk - buk! The sound of clattering feet echoed as they carried the palanquin into the forest of the Lake of Gods.Not long after, the palanquin arrived in the middle of the forest. Three men wearing black briefs were waiting. They looked like the agents Padre Wangdak had mentioned earlier. The three agents immediately bowed to salute."Greetings to His Majesty Magus Wangdak!"Padre Wangdak just snorted coldly and said, "Take the girls out. I want to give them some virginity testing powder—to make sure that all five of them are still keeping their virginity." He unceremoniously reached for a medicine bottle, which contained the powder.Bedebum!Five sacks were slammed to the ground, and then one of the agents opened the stra
Flying Jolly - Part Three.
"We're going to die...""Shut up. Master Wangdak is not a low-class magus. He will solve this problem, and we will be safe," said one of the Foliots.Another Foliot, who was too scared, said instead, "The person who attacked us is not of the ordinary magus class. Just look; even the blue flame spell—one of the strongest attacks ever—can't destroy this domain space. We will die."Meanwhile, with a now respectful demeanor, Padre Wangdak spoke loudly, "Please, sir, who is blocking our way? Make yourself known. I, Padre Wangdak of the Himalayan God Temple, would like to apologize should I have caused you any inconvenience. I hereby invite you to come to this palanquin, sit with us, and sip our temple wine while I compensate you." Padre Wangdak palpitated as he waited for the barrier that had ensnared them in the domain's trap to reveal itself.After he had said such words, suddenly, in front of the palanquin, about ten spears away, appeared a person who looked like an ascetic or a saint.