Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect
Chapter 349 - 259: Priest Garden

Chapter 349: Chapter 259: Priest Garden

"Yan Zhi Mountain, Benlong Ridge, Priest Garden... this should be the place..."

A knight dressed in a green robe, wrapped in a fur coat, with a felt belt around his waist, and a great sword on his back, rode over Snow Ridge, looking towards the shady side of the mountain.

He saw two mountains converging, earth veins intertwining, embracing a stretch of verdant plains guarded by the north and south mountains. Layers of peaks overlapped in green shades, pines and cypresses shone brightly, flowers and grasses thrived, enchanting and graceful, with bushes growing abundantly, colorful forests, and streams trickling; the green grass stretched to the sky, the river meandered, thousands of cattle and sheep feasted on the rich grasslands. Herds of horses galloped through the waves, racing freely among the gentle springs. The blue sky and white clouds, the gentle wind caressing the face, and the fragrant wildflowers competing in beauty made it a truly idyllic paradise outside the border, a real earthly blessing.

This was where Emperor Wu raised the Cavalry Army horses, the largest pasture in Kan Country, the Priest Garden.

It is said that during the Northern Expedition of the Immortal Palace, thirty-six Pasture Gardens were established in the border counties, raising three hundred thousand horses. At its peak, just the Priest Garden alone had as many as one hundred thousand horses, not to mention countless cattle and sheep.

The Kan State is vast, cold, and windy, with very few people capable of flying. Without livestock power, it is impossible to rule. It can be said that as long as you take this place, it’s like taking the fuel from under the pot, cutting off the rebel army’s foundation, and even the entire Kan State will be under control.

"Who goes there! Dismount in the mountain!"

Suddenly, a soft shout came, and a lead bullet whizzed past the knight’s ear, startling him into reining his horse to a sudden stop, nearly falling off.

The knight looked up at the sky in anger, only to see the person who shot at him was also a female sword cultivator in a green robe, with a soft sword around her waist. He quickly jumped off the horse and respectfully cupped his fists in apology,

"Greetings to this fellow Daoist, I am Wu Di, a Sword Sect Outer Mountain Disciple, who just formed a Golden Core, here under my master’s decree, to guard the Priest Garden at Yan Zhi Mountain."

"What! You’re Sword Sect’s Wu Di!"

The female swordswoman was shocked, slung her bow, smeared her waist, drew a Soft Water Treasure Sword, and jumped down from the clouds.

Wu Di looked intently and saw that the female swordswoman was exceptionally beautiful, with clear eyes and fair teeth, jade face and peach cheeks, and eyes that sparkled brightly, with two tender lips rosy and moist, as if she had walked out of a painting, looking extraordinarily pretty, leaving him momentarily dumbfounded,

"Uh, yes, yes, I am..."

"So it’s you! Well, well, well! You’re impressive! Unbeatable, aren’t you! Come! Sword fight!"

Wu Di, "Alright, ah, ah??"

"Sister, don’t be so hasty, you’re scaring your senior brother, there’s plenty of time, take your time fighting back at the camp."

Then a voice came from behind, which Wu Di hadn’t noticed at all, prompting him to look back.

But at that moment, with a soft "zing," a glint of gold flashed at the corner of his eye, and the opponent’s Soft Water Sword had already reached his throat.

Wu Di took a sharp breath, unconsciously stepped back half a step, and felt something hard pressing against his back, pinning his Qi acupoint, leaving him unable to move.

The female swordswoman raised her eyebrows, clearly displeased,

"Is this all the skill you have? They all bragged about how amazing you are, didn’t they?

What! Do you look down on women and disdain to fight me?"

Wu Di was in distress.

"Thi-this, Junior Sister, I was ambushed as soon as I came out of the mountain, and after about a month of recovering from my injuries, I’m not in a position to fight..."

"Are you telling the truth?"

The beautiful Junior Sister looked skeptical.

Then the person behind him poked Wu Di with a hard object, asking,

"If you are a Sword Sect disciple, why did you come alone?

When going out for training, shouldn’t you be in pairs? Where is the other person?"

At the mention of ’that person,’ Wu Di was infuriated,

"I don’t know! He’s probably dead!"

The Junior Sister was angry, placing her sword horizontally,

"We are all fellow Sword Sect members! You are actually cursing him dead! You are not from the Sword Sect at all!"

"Wait, wait! I didn’t know him at all! He was just released from confinement as we were leaving the mountain and forcibly paired with me to make up numbers!"

Wu Di felt wronged,

"And more than half of my injuries were inflicted by him! He even left me at the Yizhuang, ignoring me, and I don’t know where he ran off to!

The whole way, he seemed to be using my name to swagger and deceive, my master asked me several times in letters what good deeds I had done, how should I know what good deeds he did! I don’t even know how to answer! So I hurried here first to check in!"

The person behind seemed unconvinced,

"Just tell me the name of the one who came with you. The Nine Yin Mountain has already sent word, we can check, don’t say you forgot."

Wu Di, in a huff,

"The name was memorable, said he was from Yanzi Cave, called Tie Dan."

Junior Sister,

"Oh."

The person behind,

"Oh."

So the two withdrew their swords and came forward to greet him.

It turned out that the Junior Sister, who was as pretty as a picture, was surnamed Shen, and named Jianjia, truly a name as beautiful as she was. Her entire being was surrounded by Xuanming True Qi that condensed but didn’t disperse, gathered but didn’t settle, making her bangs billow with the cool breeze, looking fresh and lovely.

The man was named Liu Xiaoliu.

"I thought there was some demon sneaking in, turns out it was a senior from the same sect, since you’re here, I’ll make another round and head back, Xiao Liu, you take Junior Brother Wu to the camp."

Shen Jianjia was in a hurry, flying away into the sky.

"Yes, Senior Sister."

Wu Di was a bit embarrassed to talk to Senior Sister Shen, and in such a rush, he didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye, feeling somewhat lost.

Liu Xiaoliu glanced at him, having witnessed all sorts, wasn’t surprised at all, and thus led the way, chatting casually with Senior Brother Wu along the way.

"Senior Brother came at just the right time, as you saw, this Pasture Garden is quite vast, spanning a thousand miles, with countless cattle and sheep, and when we seized it, there were still over forty thousand military horses in the garden, all taken by our Sword Sect."