Chapter 197 The Teenage Chief (1/2)

At the east side of the sea beyond Qing Xuan, the waves surged as a youth sat on the rock with his sword horizontally slashed across him. He was dressed in a pale green Dao robe, he had crystal clear eyes and refined features. Anyone who saw him would say, ”Wow, what a soulful aura.”

The vibes and the atmosphere of the surroundings did not have a single effect on him at all.

This youngster's name was Zuo Shaoqing. He was adopted by the Qingjiang Sword Sect's Sword King of Three Defeat, Meng Xunzhen, when he was seven years old. He has never parted with his sword ever since. By the age of fourteen, he has mastered the 'Cloud Light Water Sword', and he was the first in the Qingjiang Sword Sect to have mastered it in such rapid speed.

The reason why he was able to cultivate so swiftly was because he was born tactful to swords.

He was ordered by his honored master to make a trip out of the mountains to slay Qing Xuan's disciples who were outbound. His honored master and Daoist Huanzhen were best of friends, but there was still no reason for them to be involved in fights like this. After all Qing Xuan was one of the largest Dao sects around although they may not be as superior as Guangqing. They were definitely not someone the Qingjiang Sect could match with.

However, Daoist Huanzhen personally paid them a trip recently; he did not state his purpose of visiting and instead took out the codex of the sword which shook the honored master to his core.

Meng Xunzhen passed on this codex of sword to Zuo Shaoqing too. It was just that he had yet to reach the level to fully utilize it and could only feel the vastness of it.

The codex was titled 'The Milky Way Swordsmanship' technique, and according to Meng Xunzhen, this method was somewhat similar to the Cloud Light Water Sword. However, this method was more refined and was one of the top three sword technique in the world. Just like the milky way that spans across the sky, there were no limits and boundaries once the swordsman charisma was formed. If one mastered this method, a milky way sword seed will be planted in his body and that seed was comparable to a Daoist's Huandan.

When Meng Xunzhen received the codex from Daoist Huanzhen, he ordered Zuo Shaoqing to inflict injuries to any Qing Xuan disciples below the level of Huandan who walk past him and someone else will send the injured disciple back to Qing Xuan.

His primary nature was like a sword. If something comes at him, he handles it fearlessly.

The road of Dao was a thorny one and to people like him who sincerely wants to cultivate his swordsmanship, the journey was all about pulling out swords. He was told to not be bothered but to slay them all.

Nonetheless, Zuo Shaoqing was not satisfied by just that. He came across two highly skilled Qing Xuan disciples recently and unfortunately there were not able to react when he pulled out his Cloud Light Water Sword. In a split second, he took the opportunity and dismembered their limbs just before they could cast on the self-protection spell.

Actually, his mana was not stronger than the two disciples. But as he was a cultivator of the sword, he was extremely swift with his shots and a split second was a matter of live and dead to him.

If he faced his opponents head-on and give time for them to prepare, he might not be able to accomplish his task so neatly.

He was actually disappointed as Qing Xuan was an accomplished sect with over million years of history and yet their disciples were not amazing at all.

In the vast sea, the tide rose and subsided.The flow of the sea water was unpredictable and constantly changing but at the same time, a permanent pattern hides within it.

Zuo Shaoqin's mind was absorbed by the sea water. He comprehends sword crafts by sensing the changes of aura in the air.

In a sudden, he sensed that the flow of the sea water was a little odd and he noticed the pattern of the flow was somewhat different from what he was experiencing.

His spiritual sense was surprisingly sharp and his heart of sword was one with his mind. The moment he noticed something was off, he immediately moved his focus to that area. His gaze was intense and yet he found nothing foreign. He felt something was not right and took action outrageously.

The moment he drew his sword, he noticed a scrawny youth. He fixed his gaze on this extremely calm youth and it felt like he was staring at a piece of rock.

All of a sudden, his opponent's hand lighted up in five colors. Before his sword gleam could explode away, the five-colored divine lights pierce through his body. It happened so quickly that he was already down at the very moment he noticed the opponent.