Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

[At Beixuan Academy, seven chiefs appear holding their respective "Sword Artifacts." The Dean of Beixuan announces that all students in the audience can challenge them, and the winner can take their place.]

[Especially in front of Commander Feiyan, Long Yi, if you can earn his favor, not only can you easily leap across social strata and enjoy wealth and honor, but you can also learn Upper Grade Sword Skill. This is undoubtedly a perfect opportunity to change one’s life trajectory.]

[On the field, among the seven chiefs, there is no sign of Ah Feng.]

[In recent years, he has been obsessed with cultivating the "Seventy-two Paths of Cross Sword," almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep, no longer competing with others. Apart from occasionally having contact with Ding Ying, who is already the third chief, he has almost become isolated from the world.]

[Within Beixuan Academy, everyone has completely forgotten him, the former seventh chief.]

[The Dean of Beixuan finishes speaking.]

[Except for a few who stepped forward to challenge the last chief, who wielding a hundred-pound heavy sword overpowered them in just three to five moves, no one else dared to challenge.]

[Commander Feiyan, Long Yi, observed the seven chiefs thoughtfully and shook his head slightly. Among the chief students in this session at Beixuan Academy, none have reached "top-notch" in root bone, comprehension, or mental disposition.]

If even one of these aspects reaches top-notch, there is potential to advance to High-tier Knight.

Otherwise, their training value is greatly reduced.

Despite this, he wasn’t overly disappointed, as the outstanding descendants of each major Swordsman Family have long shown prominence, serving under "Beixuan Sword Master, Azure Heaven Dragon King."

After all, among the Swordsman Family students studying here, although they have family backgrounds, most families are declining.

[Until...]

[The entire scene was silent, the dean was about to announce the start of the sword trials among the seven chiefs when Ah Feng slowly stepped onto the field.]

[Ah Feng was of average build, only standing at one meter seventy in height, wearing a faded blue academy robe. Two Bronze Sword Scabbards hung from his waist, one was a broken Hidden Blade Sword, the other was a Top-grade Mortal Artifact gifted by Ding Ying.]

["I want to challenge the first chief!" Ah Feng declared on the field, his gaze directly confronting the seven chiefs, astonishing everyone. He wanted to become the first chief, acquire resources, and then repair his mentor’s "Hidden Blade Sword."]

[As soon as he finished speaking, the whole venue fell into dead silence, even the seven chiefs were dumbfounded.]

["Who is this senior?" A newly enrolled student whispered, asking a nearby senior.]

["I haven’t seen him either," the senior replied perplexed, shaking his head.]

[There was whispered speculation from the crowd as someone finally recognized Ah Feng, "He was the seventh chief six years ago, but since he lost to Senior Sister Ding Ying, he has been downcast and has not competed in swordsmanship for six years."]

["Why is he challenging the first chief today?" this was the question in everyone’s mind.]

Commander Feiyan, Long Yi’s gaze swept over, his eyes lit up, sensing that this clean-featured youth was extraordinary, this aura at least indicated he had cultivated a swordsmanship to Great Success, no matter what swordsmanship, once cultivated to Great Success, it always has "mystic power"!

He appraised the youth’s comprehension as—top-notch!

[The first chief, Ying Hong opened his eyes, he was burly, with a tiger’s back and bear’s waist, and a stern square face. Facing the short Ah Feng, a trace of contempt involuntarily flashed in his eyes.]

Ying Hong had cultivated the family-inherited "Middle Grade Swordsmanship: Eternal Dragon Eighteen Strokes" to Minor Success, both Breathing Technique and Body Refining Technique also reached Minor Success, moreover, he held a Lower-grade Treasure Artifact.

[Among other chiefs, Ying Hong’s strength was enough to fight three at once, for six years in Beixuan Academy, no one dared to challenge his seat as the first chief.]

[Ying Hong gripped the Lower-grade Treasure Artifact—Sky-piercing Halberd, stepped forward, lightly shook it, and the tip sliced the air, producing a low humming sound.]

He hailed from a Swordsman Family, and no matter how weak the opponent, he dared not underestimate them. Ying Hong, with a serious face, solemnly said:

"Please enlighten me."

["Whoosh—"]

With a crisp sword cry, Ah Feng slowly drew from his waist the Top-grade Mortal Artifact, the sword tip lightly lifted without any murderous intent stabbing towards Ying Hong, this sword seemed light and leisurely, full of flaws.

Ying Hong raised the long halberd to counterattack, but his sight blurred—he abruptly halted. A three-foot blue edge, like a ghost, silently pressed against his throat.

"How is this possible?"

Ying Hong exclaimed inwardly, his eyes widened round as he stared at the sword, sweat trickling from his forehead. The sharpness of the edge painfully pricked his skin, involuntarily he swallowed, fine threads of blood began seeping at his neck.]

[The outcome was decided.]

[The sword was born from Ah Feng’s comprehension of my "Unrivaled Heavenly Sword," well-versed in the "Path of Speed and Slowness," seemingly Ah Feng drew the sword first—in reality this sword was latter but arrived first, attacking the enemy’s flaw, with a kill in one strike.]

[Ah Feng slowly sheathed the sword, standing aside, waiting for the dean to announce the result.]

[Ying Hong was unexpectedly defeated.]

[The entire venue was stunned for several breaths, Commander Feiyan, Long Yi instantly stood, a few bounds, landing beside Ah Feng: "Young man, what’s your name?"

"Yan Feng," Ah Feng responded briefly.

"You have the surname Yan?" Long Yi was taken aback, then chuckled, "Truly fateful, would you like to join Feiyan Guard?"

"I would." Ah Feng agreed without any hesitation, not even negotiating terms.]

"Good, henceforth you will be Feiyan Guard’s thirteenth seat." Long Yi extended the greatest extent within his capacity to Ah Feng, Feiyan Guard’s previous twelve seats were Grade-Entering Swordsmen, including swordsmen like Jade Balance Star and Megrez Star.]

[Grade-Entering Swordsmen are divided into Seven Stars —]

"Shaking Light," "Kaiyang," "Jade Balance," "Megrez," preceding four stars are Low-tier Swordsmen.

"Phecda," "Merak," "Dubhe," subsequent three stars are High-tier Swordsmen.

Unified Seven Stars, is the Sword Saint.]

[Yet Ah Feng, merely a Sword Disciple, could equate with Grade-Entering Swordsmen status, demonstrating Long Yi’s great regard for him.]

[The following day, Ah Feng went to Feiyan Treasure Vault, receiving a Feiyan Suit, a Lower-grade Treasure Artifact, a piece of Purple Essence, a fragment of Dark Titanium Profound Iron, Ah Feng asked Ding Ying to find a blacksmith to integrate the Dark Titanium Profound Iron into the Broken Sword "Hidden Blade." ]

[The broken Hidden Blade Sword became robust, extremely resistant to destruction, but blunter, ordinary swordsmen could only use it to smash things.]

[Yet Ah Feng carefully placed the broken Hidden Blade Sword into the sword scabbard at his waist.]

[He became Beixuan Academy’s first chief, the current senior brother. He joined Feiyan Guard with Ding Ying and Ying Hong, Ah Feng was kept by Long Yi’s side, guided personally, trained in Beixuan County.]

[Soon, Ah Feng became a Grade-Entering Swordsman.]

[The trio formed a Feiyan Guard squad, hunted down "Exotic Beast" mutating from absorbing "Demon Spirit" and swordsmen turning into "Demon-possessed Swordsman" by absorbing "Demon Spirit." ]

[I could feel within the Demon Sword, it was the unusual Demon Spirit encountered last time in "True Realm," they could occupy beast and human bodies through "emotion resonance," entering reality.]

[I tried, I too have this ability, but I can only temporarily descend through one emotion, which is—"Despair."]

[Five years later.]

[Ah Feng slew dozens of Demon-possessed Swordsmen, his fame spread far. He had three swords, one to cut people, one to slay demons, and one to hide the edge. Since his emergence, no swordsman ever endured past ten moves, no swordsman ever saw the Hidden Blade Sword drawn from its scabbard.]

[He’s ranked thirteenth in Beixuan Feiyan Guard, and people call him—Flying Swallow Thirteen.]

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