55 Sword Inten (1/2)

Suxia World.

Night.

There was a small island in an unknown area within this beautiful world. The decorations spread over the island were exquisite and charming: the tall stone sculptures, the small bridges over the flowing rivers with water as clear as glass, the marble path, and the beautiful natural forest and mountain ranges.

In the center of this island, surrounded with beautiful statues of famous grandmasters, there were countless enormous buildings of excellent design. The sight of the vast starry sky beyond the island, no mortals could escape the mesmerizing experience.

Within one of the training centers, there was a stunning woman fighting in a white dress. This woman had beautiful flowing black hair, and her unwrinkled face was full of color. If Feng Hui were here, he would realize that this woman was his dear mother.

The benefits of cultivation were heaven-defying. Shooting to the Foundation Establishment realm, Feng Chunhua's longevity was increased by a hundred years. This talent would be considered the best of the best even in the Eastern World.

Behind Feng Chunhua, there were nine fine-looking cultivators, and there was an equal balance between men and women. Likely, this was something that the training center had intended to use for motivation.

In Chunhua's right hand, there was a sword of excellent craftsmanship embedded with numerous priceless gems. With a smile, her sword pierced through the air, creating a beautiful sound.

This sword stopped near the neck of a handsome middle-aged man. Falling to the floor, Mung Fan laughed with a helpless look, ”You're too talented, Chunhua. It's not fair for the rest of us.”

Being helped up, Mung Fan asked with an amused smile, ”What's with that unceasing smile, Chunhua?”

Offering her hand, Feng Chunhua giggled, ”There's a reason, of course. Soon, my children will arrive here. Master Tian has relented at last!”

In this life, Mung Fan had children of his own, but he was separated from them. Unless one was talented enough, their celestial master would not step in to reunite them. It also served as motivation for them.

Mung Fan raised his brow before chuckling, ”So that's the reason. You've been telling us stories about your two babies every break we had, especially your genius son.”

”My baby boy is amazing.” Feng Chunhua could not control the beaming smile on her face, and her lips crept up even more, exposing her perfect white teeth.

According to Tian Changming, he would journey to Earth sometime tonight.

”This calls for a celebration after the competition!” From the group of ten, a beautiful young maiden smirked. With a cheeky voice, she added, ”We should request Master Tian to join us as well. You're his top talent, after all!”

”Master is above the clouds. If he can join us for the celebration, everything will be worth it.” Mung Fan sighed with a worshipping look, and his dull eyes displayed the urge to kowtow.

”Mmm. Master stands even higher than the heavens. It is our blessing to serve him.” Chu Mingmi, the beautiful young maiden, moved her jade-like hands to pray to this celestial deity who lived among mortals. In her worshipping gaze, her eyes were enchanted and mesmerized.

”Mn. Master Tian is wise.” Feng Chunhua joined in with the praising. Since he had agreed to bring her children here, she was no longer disapproving of him. In truth, it was bizarre that she was able to feel hate toward Tian Changming.

As a half-step Immortal, Tian Changming had influenced all his subjects to be loyal to him unconditionally. Through the use of the world's laws, this was an effortless task.

The ten cultivators continued to train and strengthen their battle techniques. Breathing in the clean Qi, Feng Chunhua was exchanging blows with each member in their battalion. In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

”Tired?” Feng Chunhua smiled. Wiping the dust off her sword, she laughed, ”It's about time for the weekly routine check-up.”

The nine other cultivators were covered in sweat, while Feng Chunhua still had her usual comforting air around her. Panting, Chu Mingmi teased, ”Sister Chunhua, we're not at the Foundation Establishment stage. We're not geniuses like your great self.”

Ruffling Mingmi's soft hair, Feng Chunhua rolled her eyes, ”Alright, alright. The formations should go off soon. Is everyone prepared to demonstrate their improvements in the competition?”

”As ready as we can be.” Mung Fan declared with confidence. This was followed with the others laughing with him in approval.