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32.69% SWORDCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Nameless Nobody / Chapter 17: Sword Saint Sect

章 17: Sword Saint Sect

[Three Days Later]

Yisheng's eyes widened as he saw the boy standing before him, disbelief etched onto his face. The child looked incredibly healthy, almost too healthy for someone who was supposed to be in the middle of a week-long treatment.

"He's meant to be recovering," Yisheng muttered to himself, "but he already looks like he's in top form."

Yet, despite his robust appearance, there was something off about the boy. He had been in treatment for three weeks, but he hadn't uttered a single word. Was he mute? Yisheng couldn't help but wonder.

The child's unkempt hair and fierce eyes suggested an unruly personality, but his silence was unsettling. It felt like he was silently plotting, observing everything around him like a predator preparing to strike.

Yisheng brushed off his concerns, reminding himself that trauma could often cause someone to shut down, especially when they were as young as the boy in front of him.

"Just give it time," Yisheng said, giving the child a reassuring smile. He reached out and patted the boy's head. "You did well, kid."

The boy recoiled from Yisheng's touch, but it only made him more endearing to the young doctor. In just three short days, Yisheng felt like he had formed an unbreakable bond with the boy. He was filled with pride as he watched the child stand upright.

"You really did well," Yisheng said, his heart swelling with emotion.

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Liu narrowed his gaze at the two men in front of him, his heart heavy with suspicion. He knew their names to be Yisheng and Cu Ren, but that didn't make him feel any less uneasy around them.

"This man is creepy," Liu thought to himself, as he watched Yisheng's smile widen. He could feel the doctor's hand ruffling his hair, and it made him shudder with discomfort.

Despite the past three days being bearable, Liu still felt weak. He had recovered much faster than the doctor had anticipated, but he knew that it wasn't enough. He was still too weak to avenge his village, which had been destroyed by bandits, led by the brutal Qiang.

As Liu's mind lingered on his painful memories, he noticed the usual visitor enter their moderately spacious room. Cu Ren's broad grin and clumsy demeanor always made Liu feel uneasy.

"He looks like an idiot," Liu thought, feeling a surge of anger towards the larger man.

Yisheng, however, seemed to pay little attention to Cu Ren's presence. He was focused on Liu, studying him carefully.

The two men in front of him were undeniably powerful. Stronger than he was, and even stronger than the Qiang who had defeated him. Yet, they exuded a different kind of energy. Their presence was not suffocating like that of the Qiang, which allowed him to think more clearly and assess the situation better.

Yisheng, one of the men, seemed surprised at Liu's speedy recovery. "You don't look the slightest bit surprised? It should have taken him a week, Cu Ren!" he exclaimed, his perplexed face a reflection of his confusion.

Cu Ren, the other man, simply shrugged. "Oh, that... the master already told me. He also told me to bring the child to him," he replied calmly.

Yisheng nodded in understanding. "Ah, I see. So it's time already," he murmured to himself before turning towards Liu. His warm smile was instantly recognizable, and it made Liu feel somewhat at ease.

"Kid, you're going to have to leave with that man over there. It's very important, you see. The person who saved you from certain death wants to see how you're doing," Yisheng explained gently.

Liu's eyes widened at this news, and he couldn't help but recall the beautiful person he had met just before losing consciousness. The white-clad ghost who had drawn a blade of light in response to his desire to live. That memory was still so vivid, but everything beyond that was a blur.

As if sensing his apprehension, Yisheng's eyes softened. "Don't worry, we wouldn't have gone through all this trouble just to harm you. But still, be cautious," he warned before adding, "And trust me, you're in good hands with Cu Ren."

Liu nodded, his thoughts racing. "Since they saved my life, it should be fine. I'll still be cautious, but I don't think they went through all this trouble just to harm me—at least, not right away," he mused.

He was utterly confused and felt powerless. It was imperative that he met whoever was in charge of this place. If he could gain their favor, that would be a good start. He was stranded and vulnerable in this cruel, unforgiving world, especially since winter was upon them. He needed these people more than they needed him.

With that in mind, he decided to cooperate and nodded as Yisheng did his best to explain the situation. "He might look scary, but don't worry. Just go along with Cu Ren, and you'll be fine," Yisheng reassured him.

"H-hey, who are you calling scary?!" Cu Ren protested.

As the two men argued once again, Liu steeled his resolve and prepared for the worst. This was the first time he would be leaving this place since he arrived, and he had no idea what lay ahead.

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As Liu stepped out, he was rendered speechless by the breathtaking scenery that lay before him. But it wasn't until he walked beyond the small wooden cottage where he had recovered that he was struck with an even greater sense of wonder.

His eyes widened in awe as he took in the lush, verdant mountains surrounding him, adorned with vibrant flowers that danced in the gentle breeze. The sweet fragrance of the blooming flowers filled the air, making him feel light-headed and giddy. It was as though he had been transported to a different world altogether.

Nestled among the mountains, he could see a city-like civilization that left him awestruck. The buildings and structures towered high above the trees, and their architecture was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Ornate spires and intricate carvings adorned every surface, made of a gleaming white material that reflected the colors of the sky.

Speaking of which, the sky was a brilliant shade of blue, without a single cloud in sight. The sun shone down upon the boy, warming his skin, despite it being winter. The atmosphere was calm and peaceful, with a gentle breeze blowing through the air and rustling the leaves of the trees.

As he gazed out at the stunning scenery before him, Liu's heart swelled with admiration and wonder. This was a place unlike any other he had ever seen, a place of unparalleled beauty and mystique that he knew he would never forget.

"T-this is…" Liu stuttered, struggling to find the words to describe what he was seeing.

"Impressive, isn't it? Master was responsible for everything. He's the best!" said the person standing beside him, a sense of pride in their voice.

Liu couldn't believe that a single person was responsible for creating such a utopia. But for some reason, he didn't doubt it. He wondered what kind of master could have brought about such an incredible place… and just how mighty they were.

"Welcome, kid, to The Sword Saint Sect," the person said, ushering Liu towards his new home.

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"Oh, my." A voice crept up in the darkness.

As the white-robed person inside the room smiled softly, revealing their luscious pink lips and pale skin, they raised their head high up.

"So, they're already coming."

Closing their eyes after making this whisper, the person with the white hair ventured to their seat behind the veiled wall and awaited the visitor that would soon arrive.

"Liu…"

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[A/N]

Liu is about to meet the mysterious rescuer. What, pray tell, shall this encounter yield?

Find out in the next chapter.

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章 18: The Sword Saint [Pt 1]

The path that led to the Master of the Sect was both simple and arduous. The Sect Leader resided at the peak of the highest mountain that covered the entire Sword Saint Sect. For those who sought his presence, the journey was difficult and not meant for the faint of heart.

Liu couldn't help but feel embarrassed as he clung to Cu Ren's back. The older, bulkier fellow was doing all the walking while he enjoyed the lift. After thirty minutes of ascending, it seemed like they weren't going to stop anytime soon.

"Just so you know, I can go faster. I'm just being considerate of your young body," Cu Ren said, never missing an opportunity to remind Liu of his age.

Liu wondered why Cu Ren felt the need to prove himself to a mere kid, but he decided to ignore it and focus on his thoughts instead. "Who is this Sect Leader?" he wondered.

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Finally, after over an hour of trekking, they reached the peak of Pei Min Mount. As they ascended, Liu had the chance to gather his thoughts and admire the breathtaking landscape surrounding him. From the elevated height, he was able to view the entire sect, and it was a truly awe-inspiring experience.

At the top of the mountain sat a temple adorned in white, with golden engravings that represented purity. Liu found himself drawn to it, mesmerized by its beauty.

The mural on the building depicted a blade and its sheath, with a hand stretched out in between. Liu wasn't much of an art enthusiast, so he didn't pay much attention to it. However, the white plum trees that decorated the small compound around the temple gave off a sweet, alluring aroma that welcomed him as he drew closer.

Cu Ren led the way, but Liu followed closely behind. As they approached the temple's entrance, Cu Ren stopped a few inches short and clapped his fist to his palm, bowing in reverence.

"Cu Ren has arrived, Master. I have brought the young boy you desired to see here," he spoke in a deferential tone that surprised Liu.

A soothing voice emerged from within the temple, causing Cu Ren to stiffen a little. "Very well. Thank you, Cu Ren."

Cu Ren's face broke into a smile, and he bowed his head even lower. "Allow him to come in. I wish to meet him alone."

"Understood, Master!" Cu Ren nodded energetically, turning to deliver the good news to Liu. However, before he could speak, the young boy walked past him, heading straight for the temple.

"Thanks for carrying me all the way here," Liu waved without looking back at the shocked Cu Ren.

"Y-you can talk?!" Cu Ren stuttered in disbelief.

Liu's heart raced as he approached the temple doors. He longed to see Cu Ren's flustered face, but now wasn't the time for games. He was eager to meet the person who had saved his life.

"You may come in, young one," a voice called from inside.

Liu gulped, his hand trembling as he pushed open one side of the wooden double doors. He was immediately struck by the warmth that enveloped him. Despite the bitter winter outside, it felt almost too warm to be real.

But Liu knew better than to question the magic that had brought him here. "You've come this far, Liu," he whispered to himself. "Let's go in and thank our benefactor."

As he stepped inside, an indescribable warmth flowed through him, tingling his skin and hugging his insides. The captivating aroma from earlier was nothing compared to the scents that now filled the air.

He found himself in a moderately large room, larger and more beautiful than the Healing Cottage where he had recovered. Warm mats insulated the floor, making it soft and comfortable underfoot. The temperature was perfectly balanced, neither too warm nor too cold.

Most striking of all was the veil that separated his side of the room from the other end. It was thin, almost translucent, and yet Liu could not see what lay beyond it.

"Please, have a seat," the voice from earlier called again, and Liu realized with a start that he was not alone.

Liu obediently plopped down on the ground, facing the veil. He wasn't sure about the proper etiquette for greeting the Master, or even if it was necessary to do so. But he felt compelled to express his gratitude.

"Um... I want to thank you for saving me back then. I would have died if not for you. T-thanks... erm... Sect Leader." Liu stumbled over his words, feeling awkward and unsure.

To demonstrate his sincerity, he bowed his head, humbled by the experience of being saved by this mysterious person.

"Please, raise your head. There's no need to go that far," the voice said gently.

Liu looked up and was surprised to see the veil opening, revealing the white-haired person he had met in the snowy field. He couldn't help but marvel at their beauty once again, his heart racing and his cheeks burning hot. There was something about this encounter that sent him into overdrive.

"Allow me to introduce myself, young one. I am the Sect Leader of this place, though I am better known by another title," the person said, smiling warmly.

"The Sword Saint," they added, and Liu's jaw dropped wide open in sheer amazement.

But almost instantly, his expression warped into one of disbelief and suspicion. "You look troubled, young one. What appears to be the matter?" the Sword Saint asked, drawing closer to Liu.

Liu's pink lips grew more intense as he struggled to speak. "Your statement... how can you be the Sword Saint?" He tried to avoid eye contact, but the Sword Saint's azure eyes were too compelling to ignore.

"What do you mean by that?" they asked, their smile fading slightly.

Liu struggled to articulate his doubts, but he persevered, determined to make his point. Taking a deep breath, he balled his fists and spoke with conviction.

"The Sword Saint is a legend that has endured for over three centuries. According to the tales, he defied the Three Pillars of the World and fought for the people, putting an end to the Great Conflict. But to me, it seems more like a myth than a historical fact. The feats and accomplishments attributed to the Sword Saint seem too embellished, too unbelievable."

Liu's thoughts raced as he considered the implications of his doubts. Was the person before him truly the Sword Saint, or merely someone who had adopted the title? As he pondered this question, he realized that something crucial was missing.

"The Sword Saint was a man, wasn't he?" Liu blurted out, his eyes fixed on the woman before him. "But you're a woman."

He couldn't help but stare at her. Her beauty was beyond compare, surpassing even the stars themselves. With every passing moment, Liu felt his heart race faster and faster, unable to control the surge of emotions coursing through him.

"What did you just say?" The self-proclaimed Sword Saint's words suddenly brought him out of his charmed state.

All of a sudden, the smile on her face was gone, and a somewhat cautious glare replaced her kind eyes.

Liu instantly realized he had made a mistake. Based on the sudden switch in the Master's emotions, he could tell that she was angry

"Did you just… call me a woman?"

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[A/N]

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