HPDBC Chapter 41 – Ride the sword and go with the wind, free and easy between heaven and earth
Chapter 41 – Ride the sword and go with the wind, free and easy between heaven and earth
"Senior Sister Ge Shuang!"
"Senior Sister Ge Shuang!"
...
Around one fighting platform, numerous male disciples had gathered, cheering and shouting so vigorously that spit flew everywhere, likely landing on many faces.
On the platform, a woman stood with an icy expression, her figure graceful as her long sword flickered with a cold light.
"This swordplay is as enchanting as a live streamer's dance, quite a sight," Chen Xun chuckled, glancing towards Ge Shuang, feeling his trip was well worth it. "Bull, isn't it nice?"
"Moo~"
Black Bull nodded incessantly, captivated, its head not even turning as it signaled Chen Xun not to disturb it.
"Ah, how did he lose? I really thought he had a chance!"
"Moo~~"
"Ouch, Bull, look at that junior sister, she's crying from the defeat, haha..."
"Moo moo moo~~"
"Hey, why is that short guy putting on airs? Did someone eat his rice or what?!"
"Moo!"
"Bull, look quickly, there's a spirit beast, it's incredible!"
"Moo?"
...
Under the shade of a tree, a man and a bull shared laughter and curses, until suddenly Chen Xun's expression changed, and he slapped the ground hard.
"Moo?" Black Bull was startled, wondering what had gotten into Chen Xun.
"Bull, do you feel like we're missing something?"
"Moo? Moo!" Black Bull shook its head, then nodded, sensing that something was indeed amiss, feeling a bit off.
"Sunflower seeds!" Chen Xun slapped Black Bull, realizing they had forgotten something so crucial.
"Moo moo?"
Black Bull also slapped Chen Xun with its hoof, as if to say, "Why didn't you bring sunflower seeds?" No wonder something felt lacking.
"Damn!" Chen Xun's face showed regret. "This year we'll plant sunflower seeds, I'll roast them and add some secret seasoning."
"Moo moo~~" Black Bull nuzzled Chen Xun, revealing a satisfied bovine grin.
During the grand competition of the sect, after the first battle, one could choose to continue fighting or rest for a day before the next battle, with victories being the tally.
However, disciples lacking confidence in their strength naturally wanted to continue fighting, as the intensity of the second day would not be as mild as today's.
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The strong, of course, remained calm. After a battle, they would regulate their breath to recover to their peak state before fighting again, leaving no room for sloppiness.
The grand competition of the sect grew increasingly intense, and even Chen Xun and Black Bull moved closer to the action, no longer content with watching from afar.
Sword lights flashed everywhere, mana surged, and all participants gave their all, holding nothing back.
Fierce winds swept through the area, and disciples nearby had to use their mana to resist.
"Holy crap... Holy crap..."
Chen Xun's pupils contracted sharply, shaking his head in disbelief at the terrifying power of these Qi cultivation phase disciples, on a completely different level from the cultivators.
"Moo moo!!" Black Bull, too, shook its head like Chen Xun, dazzled by the spectacle, wondering what kind of spells these were.
The decisive battle lasted two days and nights, with Chen Xun and Black Bull sitting on the ground, not wanting to miss a moment, eating flatbread when hungry.
Bai Shi and Ge Shuang ultimately stopped at the top hundred, and the Outer Disciples sighed, realizing that the foundation of the Inner Disciples was incomparable.
In the end, it was time for the sect elders to distribute rewards and encourage the disciples, offering some platitudes.
With the departure of the sect's dignitaries and elders, this year's grand competition finally came to a close.
On the way down the mountain, Chen Xun and Black Bull's laughter echoed, unabashedly mischievous.
"Bull, that Inner Disciple was a bit sneaky, targeting the vital points like that."
Chen Xun looked at Black Bull's rear and couldn't help but laugh again, especially since the opponent had actually fallen for it, a real disaster for the chrysanthemum.
"Moo moo~~" Black Bull also grinned, still relishing the excitement.
"Next year we'll participate too, aim for the sect's top five hundred and earn some contributions."
"Moo!"
"Let's go, let's go, time to plant those sunflower seeds."
"Moo~"
Man and bull jogged off, their laughter filling the mountain air.
Back in Medicine Valley, they began tending to the medicinal fields, then stealthily harvested a few spiritual herbs for Inedia Pills, cultivating the seeds before replanting them.
"Bull, take care of the spiritual herbs, I'm going to study the Sword Control Technique."
"Moo~" Black Bull gave Chen Xun a firm nudge, an expert in cultivating spiritual herbs.
Chen Xun nodded, reassured, and headed into his cave abode, opening the Sword Control Technique and taking out a fairy sword from his Storage Bag, his eyes shining.
Whether he could take flight was to be decided today. Chen Xun focused and began his cultivation.
One month later, on a peaceful morning in Medicine Valley, surrounded by birdsong and fragrant flowers, Chen Xun and Black Bull stood in an open space, a fairy sword and a backpack in front of them.
Chen Xun had made two parachutes, just in case, because safety always comes first.
"Sword Flight, soaring with the wind, free between heaven and earth!"
Chen Xun struck an odd pose, his murky mana flowing into the fairy sword, "Rise!"
The sword on the ground slowly lifted, rising half a meter and stirring up dust.
"Moo! Moo!" Black Bull jumped excitedly, mooing continuously.
"Bull, get on... I mean, get on the sword."
Chen Xun's voice trembled, his heart racing as he envisioned them flying on the sword, traversing the magnificent landscape.