Chapter Fifty Nine Practicing Sword In The Water (1/2)

Zuo Mo overcomes his own mind. (I think he might have had slight PTSD but that’s just me).

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Chapter Fifty Nine Practicing Sword In The Water

Zuo Mo was stunned. The picture inside the jade scroll gave him an earth-shattering shock!

The following days, he would wake up at night. The bloody and terrifying scene tormented him like a nightmare.

In the ling fields, he dazedly sat, his mind unfocused, his complexion extremely poor. Looking at the ling grasses and herbs that were growing well in the fields, he suddenly felt that his life had changed a lot, completely different than before.

Why was it like that?

He asked himself.

He suddenly remembered that strange dream that had puzzled him for two years. The slightly familiar voice in the dream. Unconsciously, he couldn’t help compare the nightmare of the last two days to the frequently repeating dream. Compared to the nightmare of the last few days, the usual dream didn’t have a bit of blood. But whenever he was shocked awake, it was like he had been lifted out of the water, his entire body soaked.

It clearly wasn’t a bloody and scary dream but it always made him so nervous, terrified. Yes, terrified. When he woke, other than sweat, there was also his stiff body. He didn’t know when he was dreaming, what his sleeping body was like. But undoubtedly, he was definitely afraid. But he didn’t know what he was afraid of.

That dream, it was the reason that he was pursuing power. He believed that there was really something behind the dream.

That “You must not forget even in death,” damn it, what is it!

Suddenly the blood and the headless corpses became less scary in Zuo Mo’s eyes. For some reason, the frequent yet not scary dream, the terror that it brought Zuo Mo far outweighed those bloody scenes.

What was he doing?

Zuo Mo suddenly seemed to have woken up. He hit his head heavily.

Why did he get scared by just that scene? To search for the answer, wasn’t he willing to put his life on the line?

This world, what was more frightening than having the same dream repeating each night? This world, what was more frightening than clearly knowing you had something important you shouldn’t forget but could not remember? What was more frightening than have your features changed and mind erased but you were still safe?

Zuo Mo’s blank eyes slowly focused, his eyes resuming clarity and brightness.

What was he afraid of?

Wasn’t it just his life?

He told himself inside. If he wanted to search for answer, he would definitely encounter people countless times more dangerous, and more powerful. If he couldn’t get through this barrier, if he retreated from this step, how could he search for answers?

The person who changed his features and erased his mind was a powerful person who even Master was wary of!

Zuo Mo stood up. After thinking it through, his mind became clear. Unknowingly, his mental state and cultivation improved hugely. He had comprehended something. Cultivation, it was to have a steady heart, and not waver!

Once again, he took up the ice crystal sword, once again starting to practice. There wasn’t loss, there wasn’t confusion. He was even more hard-working than before. He needed to catch up all the time he had wasted previously.

In the time of two months, Zuo Mo didn’t leave the mountain valley. Seeing that there was only one month until the sect assessment, Zuo Mo still didn’t have any hint of the Li Water sword essence.

Twenty thousand and one!

The familiarity of the sword moves had progressed to an abnormal level. Zuo Mo was suspicious that even the person who made this sword scripture wasn’t as familiar as him on the sword moves. Seven sword moves. He had changed it twelve times. Countless practice allowed him to know every detail of the sword moves like the back of his hand. The places where he made alterations, it was places that he thought the sword move would become more logical and effective.

Even though he was very uncertain, he still made the change. He was extremely cautious and prudent about the twelve changes. Each change, he had spent large amounts of effort. Practicing over and over to confirm before finally clinching it.

On the sword moves, there wasn’t any more possible progress.

When he realized this, there was only one month until the sect assessment.

He decided to do something different.