True Solution of the Sword Dao

In Yan Capital University, Lin Fei had already reached the first semester of his junior year.

On a grassy slope at the school.

Lin Fei stood on the grass.

The setting sun completely dyed the greenish-yellow lawn a deep red.

A gentle breeze blew by, not cool but warmly comforting.

Two large birds slowly circled in the sky, resembling two black dots.

Behind Lin Fei was a small stone stool.

A young man with his hair standing upright, a golden earring in his right ear, sat casually on the stool, whistling, his hands in his pockets.

"My lord, Lin You and his team have already found the second Land of Seals, aren’t you planning to make a move?" the man said nonchalantly.

Lin Fei turned his face and glanced at him.

This man was Xi Yueqing, the strongest member of the Moonlight Sword Sect revived from the Sword Canon. On the surface, he appeared to be no more than twenty years old. In reality, he was a strange creature who had lived for thousands of years.

The Moonlight Sword Sect was the most powerful sword sect in a medium-small plane that the Royal Court entered. Furthermore, Xi Yueqing had top level combat abilities above A-grade middle section. Initially, it took Lin Fei a considerable amount of time to completely deal with him. After all, the stronghold’s combat power usually surpassed that of the outside world.

However, old as he was, Xi Yueqing liked playing young, even considering Yan Fei as another old fellow who liked to act young. He often talked to Lin Fei quite casually, without showing any awe towards the Sword Master.

"What element is next?" Lin Fei asked in a calm tone, everything developing as he anticipated.

"It’s metal," Xi Yueqing said languidly.

"Lin You won’t be in any trouble now, not just me, but all the top fighters in the world won’t allow anything to happen to her," Lin Fei suddenly stated, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Are you saying nobody will make a move on her until she is completely unsealed?"

"Yes."

Lin Fei turned back, stood on the slope, and looked into the distance.

From this angle, he could see the school roads nearby, where students, young men, and young women, were heading to get their meals after class. The atmosphere charged with youthful energy calmed Lin Fei even more.

Everything around him, all that was visible, was painted a brilliant red by the sunset, adding a warm touch to the campus.

The noise of lively students, the crisp ringing of bicycle bells, all mingled together, giving a refreshing feeling.

Xi Yueqing boredly tilted his head back, interlocked his hands behind his head, and looked up at the sky.

"Let me tell you, my lord, although you are one of the few Sword Masters who are most likely to comprehend the Three Great Sword Realms until now, does cultivating the Sword Dao really require such relentless, round-the-clock effort? Life needs a balance of work and relaxation for efficiency to improve, you know~~"

Lin Fei did not respond.

Ever since he completely focused and dedicated himself to understanding the Sword Realm, he had become increasingly reticent. He engaged in unending combats within the Sword Canon daily, and if his mind was disturbed, he would go to the Swordsmanship Club’s Capital City headquarters to practice some sword techniques that could soothe and calm the mind, then meditate, continually pondering over his flaws, and constantly refining his sword techniques according to the perfected Sword Intent passed down by Ning Que.

Gradually, Lin Fei’s swordsmanship became exceptionally exquisite.

This greatly shocked Xi Yueqing, as such progress in a short time indicated Lin Fei’s talent had reached an astonishingly profound level.

Only then did he realize that the Sword Canon alone was insufficient; it had to be combined with Lin Fei’s innate talent to achieve such a terrifying speed of progress.

Perfecting the Sword Intent, by his estimates, would take him at least over ten years to accomplish, but Lin Fei had made progress to the extent of half in just a few months. This comparison made Xi Yueqing feel for the first time that Lin Fei might become one of the most powerful Sword Masters in the history of the Sword Canon.

Two of them, one standing and one sitting, just stayed there on the slope. They only left when a couple came up slowly, being affectionate with each other.

Walking on the campus path.

Lin Fei was in front, her face calm.

Xi Yueqing was behind, arms crossed behind his head, yawning from time to time.

"So we’re heading to the Swordsmanship Club headquarters now?" Xi Yueqing asked boredly. "Really boring... Every day it’s just practicing swordsmanship, no real fun in life. Don’t you think hanging out with girls, playing games, reading novels, and then getting a good sleep is the best life?"

"No, compared to those, sleeping is still the most comfortable. Wake up and there’s good food, eat till full and then sleep. That’s the real paradise..." Xi Yueqing said dreamily.

"You’re talking about a pig, right..."

Lin Fei glanced at him, speechless.

"A pig? Are you talking about that kind of omnivorous mammal? Sturdy body, short limbs, long snout, the meat is edible, skin can be used for leather, chubby with warm nature, strong adaptability, easy to breed, reproduces quickly, colors vary from black, white, to speckled red or black and white, can mate after 5-12 months of birth, pregnancy lasts about 4 months, average lifespan 20 years. One of the five domestic animals, that pig?"

Xi Yueqing recited the most classic textbook explanation in one breath.

"You talk too much..." Lin Fei turned her head away, not looking at him anymore.

"Thanks for the compliment." Xi Yueqing obviously watched too much anime recently, his mind seemed a bit silly.

"Actually... you see, I appear so sunny and extroverted, but inside I’m actually very lonely and flirtatious..." Xi Yueqing said melancholically. "Ever since I read that novel by Gu Long, I feel the one most similar to me is Li Xunhuan. My life is plagued by emotions..."

Lin Fei had already gotten used to the incessant chatter of the guy behind her.

As one led and the other followed, they crossed the square, mingled with the student crowd, and exited the school gates.

After turning several street blocks, the two of them got into a black Audi that had been waiting.

Then they swiftly drove towards Shueisha headquarters.

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Soon, half an hour later, the car came to a stop.

Lin Fei changed her appearance, and the two of them got out of the car, now at the main entrance of the headquarters building.

Two attendants approached proactively to bow and greet them. The manager in charge of the Swordsmanship Club had been waiting at the entrance.

Lin Fei walked up to the front steps of the entrance. Suddenly, she stopped and slightly turned her face, looking to the right.

A silver sedan was slowly stopping on that side.

A pair of cold eyes met Lin Fei’s through the glass.

The two briefly exchanged glances.

Lin Fei calmly averted her gaze and entered the headquarters surrounded by a group of people.

Inside the silver car.

An old man with a face full of wrinkles and white hair sat calmly, a Japanese sword resting on his knees.

"Sasaki, did you see that young man?" the old man asked in Japanese, his voice carrying an old and archaic Tsugaru accent.

There were only two people in the car, the other being a middle-aged man with silver-rimmed glasses and slanting, tousled hair, his face slender.

"That man is Yan Fei, the genius swordsman of Hua Nation’s Swordsmanship Club, who they call the hopeful rise of the Sword Dao," he adjusted his glasses and continued.

"Hua Nation is vast and rich, but the people growing up there are of inferior potential and do not know how to cherish what they have. On a path like Sword Dao, which only allows advancement, it’s unlikely for a top-level swordsman to emerge. Probably, the Swordsmanship Club picked someone randomly for a publicity stunt."

"Is that what you think?" the elder asked indifferently.

"Yes."

"Let’s just watch and see what happens."

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Lin Fei walked into the headquarters of the Swordsmanship Club, heading towards the elevator.

"Has everything I ordered been taken care of?" he asked indifferently.

"Yes, the promotion has already started. As the largest Sword Dao practicing organization in Hua Nation now, coupled with the support from Shueisha and the government, all conditions have matured," the manager replied respectfully.

Lin Fei lowered his eyelids.

"Then, announce it."

The manager and several people around bowed and withdrew.

Lin Fei and Xi Yueqing entered the private elevator.

Through the elevator glass, the outside view was visible.

A huge LCD screen facing the building was playing a promotional video, spreading the knowledge of Sword Dao, interspersed with some exciting Sword Dao video clips.

The elevator swiftly ascended.

Lin Fei quietly watched the screen.

"Starting today, begin the nationwide removal of Japanese Sword Dao dojos. Where my Swordsmanship Club exists, other Sword Dao must not," he declared.

Xi Yueqing’s expression turned stern.

"Yes."

"Starting tomorrow, set up a life-and-death arena. Those who disagree may come forward to try. I will personally preside over it," Lin Fei’s hand manifested a grayish demon sword, from which wisps of black aura continually escaped.

"I will preside over Hua Nation, inviting all swordsmen from around the world. To achieve the name of the strongest."

The demon sword vibrated gently.

Ding!!

A clear and resonant sword sound suddenly rang out.

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Tokyo, Japan

In a Sword Dao dojo.

In the corridor, a white-haired old man in wooden clogs suddenly stirred, vaguely hearing a sound of a sword’s hum.

Leaves were scattered all over, turning yellow and brittle on the ground.

The sharpness in the old man’s eyes brightened.

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London, England

In a fencing arena.

A fencer dressed in black protective armor held a silver fencing sword, standing quietly in the center of the arena.

The crisp sound of the sword hummed slowly.

Shush!!

The fencing sword in the fencer’s hand disappeared in an instant.

A pentagram abruptly lit up in the air, evidently a trajectory carved by the sword’s motion.

"How many years... such pure will..." Under the face mask, a voice, indistinguishable between male and female, slowly emerged.

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African savannah

A black giant sword fiercely chopped toward a large blue stone.

Boom!!

Countless fragments flew around, shooting in all directions like bullets.

A dark-skinned giant man heaved the heavy sword, chuckling twice.

Suddenly, he seemed to faintly hear a sword’s hum.

A wave of pure will tore through the air. It was sharp and piercing like a sword tip, cold, and strong!

"Come then, all swordsmen, come here to prove, who among us is the strongest..." A nebulous voice sounded.

The giant man felt a chill run through his body, almost seeing a powerful swordsman in white slowly walking towards him and thrusting directly at him.

Intent to kill and coldness mixed together, merely inches away from the giant man’s neck.

Whoosh!!

A gust of wind blew past.

A muscular man appeared in front of the giant man, blocking this aura.

"Teacher!!" the dark-skinned giant man stepped back several steps, sweating profusely.

The man was covered in bronze-colored muscles, resembling a giant from myths.

"This seal technique, I will take on," his voice clear and penetrating, instantly transmitted to an unknown place.

In that instant, all swordsmen around the world who had reached a certain level of cultivation heard Lin Fei’s message.

This was a pure resonance of swords, a mysterious ability produced after reaching a certain level of cultivation. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or a monthly ticket at Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation.)