Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 262 - 201 The Way of the Sword

Chapter 262: Chapter 201 The Way of the Sword

The sound of the rain was soft and pattering, falling beneath the eaves like a curtain of silver threads.

The atmosphere within the main hall was subtly delicate.

Xu Yuan did not understand why everything had suddenly become quiet, nor could he fathom why the three people beside him were staring at him in silence.

It was a standoff of stares.

Glancing at Xu Yinhè on the main seat, then at Feng Jiuxuan standing at the doorway, Xu Yuan retracted his gaze, looking inquisitively at Xu Changge opposite him.

"......"

Xu Changge directly ignored Xu Yuan’s gaze.

When Feng Jiuxuan’s sword at his side gave off a faint, barely perceptible tremor, he could sense some weak fluctuations, but they were not very clear.

Although he also practiced swordsmanship, it was no longer pure.

Moreover, in terms of cultivation attainment, he was slightly less seasoned compared to his father and uncle, unable to make a decisive judgment.

"Ting——"

With a soft metallic chirp, Feng Jiuxuan unhurriedly drew the sword from his waist.

Xu Yinhè watched Feng Jiuxuan’s motion but did not speak.

It was taken as consent.

Xu Yuan’s eyelid twitched.

The sight of his uncle, holding a sword and stepping towards him, was far more oppressive than that of the Big Ice Lump from before.

"Da....."

"Da..."

"Da..."

The man dressed in white robes purer than snow, the sound of his boots on the stone slabs, combined with the falling rain outside, was silent yet full of poetic imagery.

In the silent veil of rain,

Feng Jiuxuan came to a stop in front of Xu Yuan, the sharp Qingyuan Sword now held reversed in his hand.

He was probably worried about the Spirit Sword being too sharp and injuring Xu Yuan, that Sixth Grade nobody.

Xu Yuan’s eyes flickered for a moment and slowly stood up:

"Uncle."

Feng Jiuxuan looked at Xu Yuan, with no intention of being mysterious, and directly raised the hand holding the Qingyuan Sword:

"Take it."

"......"

Silence.

Xu Yuan looked at the Qingyuan Sword hilt that Feng Jiuxuan was passing to him, did not take it, instead touched the back of his neck and said with a smile:

"Uncle, isn’t it true that you never let us touch your Qingyuan Sword?"

The Qingyuan was a sharp sword forged by the "famed artisan Qiansheng" for the Family Head of the Feng Family to celebrate his hundredth birthday a century ago.

Later, his grandfather gave it to him at the start of his cultivation, and its companionship over the decades nourished a spirit within it.

Spirit Swords recognize their master.

Simply put,

aside from Feng Jiuxuan, if anyone else dares to touch it, the sword will cut you of its own accord.

Feng Jiuxuan was not one for riddles and spoke plainly:

"It seems quite pleased to see you, so try holding it."

Xu Yuan, upon hearing this, glanced at Xu Yinhè sitting on the main seat.

Xu Yinhè nodded towards him.

"...."

Xu Yuan, with a resolute heart, reached out to take it.

With two Saints standing by his side, surely they wouldn’t let him be chopped by this Spirit Sword, right?

As he thought this, Xu Yuan casually took the Qingyuan Sword offered by Feng Jiuxuan.

But the moment he touched the hilt, he immediately felt as if the sword were trembling.

However, once he fully grasped the hilt, the sword’s glass-like blade suddenly glowed with a faint light and then settled down with no sign of moving to chop him.

Upon witnessing this scene, Xu Yuan’s eyes carried a hint of contemplation.

In the silence,

Xu Yinhè asked:

"How is it?"

Feng Jiuxuan turned back to glance at Xu Yinhè:

"Changtian has a Sword Charm within him; Qingyuan does not reject him."

"No harm?"

"No harm."

With that said, Feng Jiuxuan once again looked at Xu Yuan holding the Qingyuan Sword: "Changtian, try swinging it with all your might."

Xu Yuan, by now, had gleaned what the two elders were discussing and hesitantly said:

"Should I use a sword technique?"

"Yes," Feng Jiuxuan nodded, "Your strongest sword technique."

Without showing any sign of anxiety, Xu Yuan glanced at Xu Changge once more and asked again:

"In which direction should I swing?"

Since the inner courtyard was not to be entered by outsiders, if anything were damaged it had to be repaired by themselves, meaning one could only strike at people.

"Anywhere," Feng Jiuxuan reassured, "There won’t be any problems."

"......"

Xu Yuan said no more. Taking a deep breath, he began to quietly operate his Blood Essence Meteoring Art.

And with the circulation of his Origin Qi, a trace of blood light started to surface on the Qingyuan Sword’s glass-like blade.

Blood Ink Jade · Waltz.

As the blood ink emerged, a splashed ink circle appeared out of thin air.

Without any warning, Xu Yuan struck out towards Xu Changge with his sword.

"......" Xu Changge.

"Hum——"

The sword technique’s power and Qingyuan’s sharpness made it seem as though it could cut through anything.

Quietly, a gust of wind arose, hair fluttering in the air, and the blood ink vanished in a flash.

With two fingers pinching the blade, the Qingyuan Sword in Xu Yuan’s hand couldn’t advance an inch further.

After a moment of eye contact,

Xu Changge looked deeply at Xu Yuan:

"Changtian, you’ve grown up."

"..."

Xu Yuan furrowed his brows and quietly retreated behind Feng Jiuxuan.

"Enough, let go."

Xu Yinhè interrupted the two’s conversation, looking toward Feng Jiuxuan:

"It seems Changtian’s being taken away by that Ran girl turned out to be a blessing in disguise, was it Tianmen Mountain?"

After Xu Changge let go, Feng Jiuxuan casually summoned the Qingyuan Sword back from Xu Yuan’s hand into its sheath:

"Indeed, it’s that one from Tianmen Mountain."

Tianmen Mountain?

Upon hearing this term in their conversation, a shock passed through Xu Yuan’s heart.

After some contemplation, he spoke up and asked:

"Father, is the heaven’s gate on Tianmen Mountain really cut open by a person?"

By now, Xu Yuan had also seen battles between top-notch fighters.

That time in the Qionghua Secret Realm.

Although Tianyan and Yuchu were only at the Primordial and Mortal Transcendence levels, they were still considered among the top combat forces in this world.

But the destruction they wrought was nowhere near the scale of the several hundred zhang tall heaven’s gate on Tianmen Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yinhè glanced sideways:

"Why do you ask about that?"

Xu Yuan was straightforward:

"I’m very curious, just how powerful can a person in this world become?"

Xu Yinhè uttered a phrase:

"Army formations cannot leave behind something like Dao Charm."

Although he said it in a roundabout way, the meaning was clear; army formations could do it, but couldn’t leave Dao Charm behind.

That heaven’s gate was indeed cleaved open by a single sword strike.

Xu Yuan found his breathing turn a bit rapid as he looked at the two Saintly elders before him:

"Then... Father, Uncle, can you do that?"

Xu Yinhè remained silent.

Feng Jiuxuan gently shook his head:

"Highly unlikely, that unnamed sword practitioner must have gambled with his life to make that strike, which is why the Dao Charm remained on the heaven’s gate."

Highly unlikely, which meant there was still a tiny possibility.

However, this comment from Uncle made Xu Yuan think of a question.

If these two elders knew the Dao Charm of the heaven’s gate on Tianmen Mountain could be comprehended, why would they ignore it?

Although I’m not clear right now what Dao Charm is, it must be related to Dao Charm.

With that said, this heaven’s gate might be considered a treasure like the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree, and despite being deep within the Wanxing Mountain Range, it’s strange that no one has attempted to claim it.

And it seemed like Xu Yinhè had seen through what Xu Yuan was thinking, as he said with a light chuckle:

"The heaven’s gate has been there for around ten thousand years, aside from those born with a sword bone physique, only your Uncle can sense the Dao Charm on the gate."

Then, Xu Yinhè gave his opinion on the secret technique of that sword gate:

"Useless to the strong, deadly to the weak."

"....."

Xu Yuan instantly understood.

People like Feng Jiuxuan and Xu Changge naturally wouldn’t abandon their own path for that Dao Charm.

And those new to the path of swordsmanship probably had many deaths on Tianmen Mountain in the past.

Now, with a perfected cultivation system, who would be willing to let their family’s genius gamble on a possibility?

As he was pondering, the white-clothed Feng Jiuxuan suddenly said:

"Since Changtian has comprehended the Dao Charm, when I return from this journey, he will follow me in sword cultivation."

He didn’t ask Xu Yuan, but Xu Yinhè.

Xu Yinhè didn’t hesitate and responded directly:

"That matter, you should ask Changtian himself."

Feng Jiuxuan turned his gaze to Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan did not immediately answer.

Compared to his chancellor father, who was always busy, his uncle tended to have free time.

The proposal of receiving personal guidance in swordsmanship from the Sword Saint had its allure.

Nevertheless, Xu Yuan was honest and said:

"But I already have a cultivation technique."

"Swordsmanship is not about changing your cultivation technique."

Feng Jiuxuan smiled faintly and explained softly, "Cultivation technique is just for cultivating your power; what I’m going to teach you isn’t that."

Xu Yuan frowned and asked, "Then what is it?"

Feng Jiuxuan glanced at Xu Changge before asking Xu Yuan:

"Changtian, do you know why Changge can easily defeat peers of the same level?"

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and replied:

"Because of talent?"

Hearing this, Xu Changge chuffed with a sound full of ambiguous meaning.

Feng Jiuxuan smiled faintly:

"Talent and adaptability are certainly important, but they’re not the most crucial.

"Nowadays, techniques and secret arts are almost perfected, but most so-called geniuses merely follow the rules."

"Take, for instance, the sword technique you just used; its power is indeed substantial, but do you know why?"

As he spoke,

Qingyuan Sword left its sheath, and Feng Jiuxuan casually waved it in the air.

Immediately,

a whirl of white ink appeared out of thin air!

"?"

Seeing the scene before him, Xu Yuan opened his mouth in astonishment.

This...This uncle had just replicated Blood Essence Meteoring Art · Waltz by merely looking at it?

Seeing the shock on Xu Yuan’s face, Feng Jiuxuan said with a hint of amusement:

"When I return, I will teach you the way of the sword."

With that said,

he sheathed the sword, his white robes turning as he departed the main hall, vanishing into the curtain of rain.....