Chapter 56: Unfairness

Sword Dynasty

Volume 1: Great Rebel

Chapter 56: Unfairness

“Xue Wangxu has reached the Mountain Moving Realm?”

In the deepest hall of the Green Vine Sword School, which was covered in sword marks, Di Qingmei's hands trembled uncontrollably. Half the tea in his cup spilled before it reached his mouth. For the Headmaster of a sect, this was a great loss of composure.

His direct disciple, Duanmu Lian, also had an ugly expression.

“No wonder he so bold in his actions. No wonder Du Qingjiao could be so disobedient to the empress and still retire so peacefully!”

Di Qingmei’s lips trembled. He lost all of his usual dignity. He could not control his emotions at all.

Often, he called Xue Wangxu and Du Qingjiao senile old men. He also thought that his cultivation was far superior to that pair in the mountain. never expected Xue Wangxu to have reached realm seven! He himself had reached realm six first class nine years ago. However, in these nine years, he still had not even reached the doorstep of realm seven.

Today, he had sensed the primal energies of the universe in the mountains surrounding the Green Vine Sword School trembling violently. Xue Wangxu was deliberately drawing the primal energies of the universe from here. This was both a reminder and a threat!

Xue Wangxu was warning him not to overdo it in the upcoming sword trial festival and other matters within the sect. More importantly, he could not completely ignore Xue Wangxu’s threat.

Cultivation was cultivation, and the difference in a breakthrough alone was already the difference between heaven and earth. If Xue Wangxu wanted to, he could humiliate him in front of all the disciples of the Green Vine Sword School and the White Goat Cave!

“You hate injustice. You want justice. I will give you justice in the sword trial festival. But, do you think your disciples from the White Goat Cave will win if you act fairly?”

Di Qingmei took a deep breath. The vital energy within his body was still extremely restless. He shattered the teacup he was holding.

Most of the people in the Green Vine Sword School were in an uproar.

When Xue Wangxu publicly displayed his cultivation on the mountain path, the news spread like a perpetual autumn breeze to every corner of Changling. It even reached other dynasties.

If another sect suddenly had a cultivator like this, who unexpectedly awed everyone, all the disciples of the Green Vine Sword School would surely be excited. But the White Goat Cave had just become affiliated with the Green Vine Sword School. Every Green Vine Sword School disciple felt an inexplicable sense of danger when Xue Wangxu displayed such strength.

However, it was a well-known fact that their headmaster, Di Qingmei, was only a realm six first class cultivator.

In this world, only lions could command wolves. When had the wolf ever commanded the lion? If the realm seven cultivator was a healthy lion, a realm six first class cultivator was just a lone wolf.

 

This handsome and cool young man, with a chiseled face, an extremely muscular physique, and dressed in a thin blue robes, was an exception among the disciples of the Green Vine Sword School.

He got out of bed when the rooster crowed. First he drank plenty of clean spring water to cleanse his intestines, then ate a balanced diet of a variety of simple grains and vegetables cooked in the right proportions of spring water. Then he practices his sword for an hour, reads a book for another hour, and then meditates to cultivate…

This young man, who was about the same age as Nangong Caishu, strictly followed the cultivation plan he had created. He was completely unaffected by the news and did not waste a second of his time.

His name was He Zhaoxi. His father gave him this name in the hope that he would ignore troublesome trivial matters and fight for time.

In the Green Vine Sword School, Nangong Caishu was also an exception.

She was not worried because of Xue Wangxu's cultivation performance. She was only concerned about Ding Ning's cultivation progress.

The sword trial festival would be held in a few days. Would Ding Ning be able to breakthrough the Energy Refinement Realm as he had promised?

She could not resist picking up her brush and writing another important letter to her father.

“What about… with the pill medicines I mentioned last time?”

 

In the grass hut of the White Goat Cave.

Ding Ning sat cross-legged on a meditation mat filled with spirit energy.

This time, Xue Wangxu was truly generous. The healing medicine he had given him was the rare Dragon-Tiger Great Restoration Pill. At this time, abundant medicinal energy was flowing through his body. He did not even need to use the Nine Death Silkworm. Before the sword trial festival began, his internal injuries would be mostly healed.

Before he closed his eyes, his gaze once again fell on the Last Flower Remnant Sword resting on his knees. Sometimes, killing and seeking revenge were so boring. The dead would not come back to life. Even more might die.

Nevertheless, Wang Taixu was right. If one could not live happily enough, there was no meaning to living.

Zhangsun Qianxue appeared in his mind. He thought about the justice she had spoken of. The justice in the human mind and the so-called justice of the world were not the same.

 

“This sword is in my hands now, but it could be yours.”

At a waterfall not far from the Green Vine Sword School, Prince Li Ling’s most important advisor, Lu Siche, stood calmly, staring at a young man dressed in the Green Vine Sword School robes, speaking persuasively.

This young man clearly had been at the school for many years longer than Nangong Caishu. He had a growing beard, and his Adam’s apple was very visible. He also had old calluses on his hands, from his time holding a sword hilt.

This young man, with his clear, square face, appeared relatively calm. But his eyes were filled with undisguised shock and desire as he focused on Lu Siche’s right hand.

It was a small silver sword.

Only a foot long, even shorter than Ding Ning’s Last Flower Sword.

However, its short blade was covered in numerous seals. Lu Siche did not need to channel any vital energy for the seals on the sword to glow on their own, appearing like countless dandelion seeds dancing in the air.

This was the Snow Dandelion Sword. This sword originated from a renowned master of the Chu Dynasty, Ji Tianxue.

Its unique material and seals meant it could store the mental power of the cultivator who wielded it. It could also be used as a flying sword by cultivators after they reached realm five. The sword itself also possessed unique powers.

It was extremely rare in the world to find a forging material that carried its own power. Only a few forging sects in the Chu Dynasty knew how to utilize this material and create a variety of seals and weapons. The Chu Dynasty's dominance was based on this unique forging methods and powerful weapons.

This Snow Dandelion Sword could be considered a renowned sword in the Chu Dynasty. No matter how foolish this Green Vine Sword School disciple was, he knew he would have to pay a heavy price for such a sword.

Therefore, he took a deep breath and tried to appear calmer. He asked, “You came as Prince Li Ling's representative. Now you're saying that a sword like this can be mine. What does Prince Li Ling want me to do?”

“Mo Chen, I've thoroughly investigated your history. You are indeed from the Mo family of An City, like those from the An Establishment, and and possess excellent cultivation talent. However, in your grandfather's generation, your branch of the family and those from the Mo Establishment had a bad relationship. So, while their branch was elevated to a marquessate establishment, your family remained in An City, its fortunes dwindling. You came to Changling to study and received some special attention. You were bullied by those who wanted to curry favor with the Mo Establishment. In the end, you managed to enter the Green Vine Sword School. If you hadn't had this opportunity, I'm afraid you wouldn't have become an important figure in the Green Vine Sword School and wouldn't have been able to avoid the depression and disappointment that would follow.”

Lu Siche stared intently at the Green Vine Sword School disciple named Mo Chen. “I'm meeting with you on behalf of Prince Li Ling because I want to use this sword to exchange your promise… Prince Li Ling wants you to become one of his retainers.”

Mo Chen said absentmindedly, “Is that all?”

He was filled with disbelief because, to him, even if he did not gain any benefits, being able to join Prince Li Ling's command after leaving the Green Vine Sword School was an honor in itself.

“With this sword, you should be able to make it to the top three of the sword trial festival.” Lu Siche looked at him and added softly. “Prince Li Ling deeply dislikes the young man from the White Goat Cave who reached Profound Understanding in half a day and hopes you won't let him reach the top three.”

Mo Chen trembled, and he exclaimed in shock. “Letting me bring this sword to the sword trial festival? Don’t you think it’s unfair to others?”

Lu Siche sneered. “As far as I know, the Green Vine Sword School’s sword trial festival doesn’t have any rules regarding the type of sword that can be used. However, others don’t have the advantage of a sword as good as this. But you have the ability to possess a sword like this, so how is that unfair? And when has there ever been fairness in this world?”

Mo Chen’s heart was pounding, his lips trembling. He was extremely nervous, and his body was heating up uncontrollably.

He wanted to have this sword. If he could win the sword trial festival, win the opportunity to cultivate in the spirit vein, and also win the green jade amber that would be so beneficial to his future cultivation… with all that, he would not be like he was now, mediocre in the Green Vine Sword School.

“Should I kill him at the sword trial festival?” he asked, raising his head to look at Lu Siche, sweat beading on his forehead.

“As long as there’s another solution, don’t even think about using the simplest, crudest, most dangerous, and most stupid method.” Lu Siche shook his head. “To turn a genius into a fool, one only needs to ensure they don't have enough time to cultivate, injure them, and prevent them from reaching a state that allows them to cultivate quickly. If he wasn't a truly extraordinary person who mastered the Energy Refinement Realm in a month, and the Vital Energy Realm in a few months, why would Prince Li Ling find him special?”

Mo Chen was worried that this opportunity would not come again. He nodded heavily, but cold sweat still trickled down his back.

He feared the lofty status of these people. Furthermore, Lu Siche's words made him feel… was it as the rumors said? A new disciple of the White Goat Cave could reach realm two in a month?

 

Notes:

This novel is not my work... I just translated it from a Chinese web novel written by Wu Zui

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