Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 885: 49: Who in the World Does Not Know You? (Part 2)

Chapter 885: Chapter 49: Who in the World Does Not Know You? (Part 2)

“…”

Zhao Tongtian remained silent.

He raised his palm towards the sword energy forbidden land and gently waved it.

Rumble rumble.

The sound of stone fragments flying echoed.

The eyebrows of Ci Jing’s Divine Thought incarnation raised high in disbelief as he turned to look at the “forbidden land” where his true form was located. One by one, the stone pillars suppressing Golden Turtle Peak were uprooted, and countless dust was swept and shattered by the fierce wind. The stone pillars cracked, and their outer shells fell off, finally revealing the slender golden flying sword within.

A total of twelve flying swords.

These twelve flying swords have suppressed Ci Jing for sixty years.

At this moment, the flying swords ascended…

The Vermilion Bird Demon couldn’t help but let out a long, loud cry, the sound excited and clear, reaching the heavenly clouds and echoing over dozens of miles, lingering endlessly.

This was an unprecedented feeling, this was the feeling of freedom! He never felt his body so light, as if with a gentle leap, he could ascend to the Ninth Heaven. With such cultivation level, as long as he flapped his wings off the ground, he could soar straight into the azure sky in an instant! The Vermilion Bird clearly knew that once he swooped into the sky, nothing in this world could stop him!

“Are you freaking… crazy?”

Ci Jing stared wide-eyed, full of confusion.

Sixty years of suppression.

He was quite aware of what Zhao Tongtian wanted… merely hoping that he could become the Mountain Guardian Demon for Da Sui Sword Palace, to protect the Sword Palace, to fight for the Sword Palace!

A great battle was imminent.

This old guy actually lifted the restrictions, is he really going to release him?

“Perhaps, a bit.”

Zhao Tongtian said indifferently, “The older you get, the more prone you are to do some crazier things.”

Ci Jing stared blankly at this old fellow.

Zhao Tongtian had guarded Golden Turtle Peak for a hundred years, conscientious and upright, almost without making any mistakes.

Privately releasing a great demon.

This behavior didn’t seem like something this fellow could do.

“I have a premonition.”

Zhao Tongtian said calmly, “This battle will be very fierce. If you stay here, you will surely die… though I’ve suppressed you for sixty years, I hope you survive.”

“… ”

Ci Jing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Is it because of Lian Venerate?

Thinking carefully.

After Lian Venerate passed away, there was nothing left in this world, it seemed… only “himself”.

“Next, I need to invite Pure Yang Senior Brother to come forth…”

Zhao Tongtian said, “Hurry and take Jiang Huang away. While Senior Brother hasn’t come forth, while I haven’t changed my mind.”

Hearing the word Pure Yang.

The Vermilion Bird Demon’s expression suddenly changed.

A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, it was an entirely instinctive reaction. Ci Jing quickly transformed into his true demon body, turning into a giant Vermilion Bird, unfurled its massive wings, carrying Jiang Huang and soaring from the ground, in an instant transforming into a stream of light, rushing into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

From Golden Turtle forbidden land to vanishing completely.

The Vermilion Bird took less than three breaths.

Zhao Tongtian watched this scene, his expression complex.

He laughed at himself.

But there was a look of gratification in his eyes.

…

…

Near the North Sea, there was a small border town named “Xingping”. A carriage slowly stopped, and from the carriage came out a pair of young men and women, wearing straw raincoats and hats, appearing ordinary, the two walked along the dark streets and alleys, eventually entering a humble, secluded inn. The inn was almost empty, except for a tall, thin shopkeeper in a blue hemp garment fiddling with an abacus at the counter.

Chen Jingxuan took out a round gold-coin with a square center from his waist and gently placed it on the table, pushing it over.

The next moment, the thin tall shopkeeper’s eyes changed as he looked at the two.

This golden coin was the most precious “Fangyuan Coin” within Fangyuan Square, although Chen Jingxuan had resigned as Great Square Master, having nothing, Fangyuan Square’s dealings always ignored identity, only concerned with price.

“What can I do for the distinguished guest?”

The thin tall shopkeeper couldn’t see the guests’ faces clearly, but he smiled as he took the Fangyuan Coin, pocketing it.

“I want to see ‘Mo Long’.”

Chen Jingxuan gently spoke.

Although he resigned from the position of Great Square Master, Chen Jingxuan knew too well the internal structures of Fangyuan Square.

Except for the four Yin God Peak small square masters, Fangyuan Square contained many experts, nearly ten Venerables of Yin God Realm. These ten Venerables are distributed across the territories of Chu Li’s two countries, Mo Long is one of them, also one of Chen Jingxuan’s trusted confidants.

Over the years, Mo Long has been rooted in Xingping.

This Yin God Realm Venerable had almost hidden his name completely, unless someone presented a Fangyuan Coin and requested to see him.

A moment later.

Chen Jingxuan and Tang Fengshu arrived at a secluded, serene elegant room.

A tall man in an ink robe quickly entered the room, the first thing he did upon entering was kneeling on one knee, his voice trembling as he uttered.

“Sir!”

He looked up, his expression complex, clearly wanting to say a lot.

As the news of the Imperial City upheaval spread.

Many Dark Children felt their world crumble.

Chen Jingxuan’s resignation as the Great Square Master was almost a bolt from the blue for these “Dark Children”…

Especially for Mo Long!

Within Fangyuan Square, he had always had a one-way relationship with the master. Upon hearing this news, he thought he might never have the chance to see the master again in this lifetime.

Mo Long’s gaze was fixed intensely on Chen Jingxuan, thoroughly scrutinizing him from head to toe.

“Don’t worry… I’m fine…”

Chen Jingxuan forced a bitter smile and, with a hint of helplessness, said, “Didn’t get into a fight, all good.”

They confirmed this with each other.

Mo Long grinned widely, releasing a big sigh of relief.

He knew it.

The master’s departure from the Imperial City would not be the end of this storm.

“I’ve been traveling with no time to rest.”

Chen Jingxuan spoke gently, “Heading north from the Imperial City, day and night weary… happened to pass by Xingping, so decided to rest for a while.”

“No need for words, Master. I understand,”

Mo Long chuckled and scratched his head, looking at Tang Fengshu, and sincerely remarked, “The master’s wife is truly beautiful.”

“???”

Tang Fengshu had an odd expression.

She wanted to say something.

But ultimately chose silence.

“Heard the reeds by the North Sea are beautiful. Master Tang and I are planning a trip to see them.”

Chen Jingxuan explained somewhat sheepishly.

Yet Mo Long still grinned with a simple smile.

The explanation was rather weak.

“Alright.”

Chen Jingxuan straightened his expression, “I came to Xingping to find you… to get a detailed compilation of recent major events.”

He and Tang Fengshu traveled concealing their tracks.

This encounter had to be with someone trustworthy.

“Master. I’ve been worried about not being able to find you.”

Mo Long restrained his smile, spoke in a deep voice, and quickly pulled out a scroll from his sleeve: “Master… a major event has happened in the South Border. This news is spreading rapidly and will soon reach Xingping Street.”

Chen Jingxuan took the scroll and slowly unrolled it.

“Xie Zhen… is Xie Xuanyi?!”

At a glance, Tang Fengshu’s expression turned peculiar.

“One against seven, slaying the seven Pseudo-Saints of the South Border! Destruction of the three major sects of Yin Mountain, Heavenly Puppet, and Hehuan!”

The scroll contained few words.

Words that were earth-shattering.

Tang Fengshu couldn’t help but stand up.

This…

This damn it!

For a moment, Tang Fengshu’s Divine Sea went blank.

“Truly, who in the world doesn’t recognize you…”

Chen Jingxuan uttered leisurely, “Causing such a stir… this news is indeed unexpected…”

Tang Fengshu looked at Chen Jingxuan beside her. Although she felt this way, there was no obvious change in Chen Jingxuan’s expression.

Her eyes became suspicious.

Had Chen known all along that Xie Zhen was Xie Xuanyi?

“Chen, is your acting a bit too clumsy?”

Tang Fengshu took a deep breath, calmed her mind, and coldly chuckled.

Given Chen Jingxuan’s friendship with Xie Xuanyi,

would he really be so calm knowing Xie Xuanyi was still alive?

“…”

Chen Jingxuan blinked. At this moment, silence spoke louder than words.

Fine, fine, very fine—

Tang Fengshu suddenly had an answer in her heart, realizing she had indeed been kept in the dark all along.

No wonder!

No wonder!!

Since the turmoil in Qing State began, she vaguely sensed something was amiss… but couldn’t quite grasp it. Now everything was clear. Who could have imagined that Xie Xuanyi, who should have died ten years ago, was still alive!

But the more important news on the scroll was yet to come.

“The long-standing formation of Ren Shou Palace is completely unraveled!”

“The Holy Empress personally decrees, to eliminate the rebels, there is no time to lose—”

“Ordered the Taoist sect, Qiantian Palace, Baihua Valley, and various other Holy Lands… to march southward to besiege and kill the traitor minister Xie Xuanyi!”