(This chapter was uploaded late. P.S. There will be another update on the 15th.)
Chen Ping'an held his sword in his left hand.
A great mountain blocked the way ahead.
Earlier, at Immortal Hairpin City, Chen Ping'an's Daoist manifestation had used no swordsmanship. He had chosen to batter the towering city with his fists alone, a reminder to the White Jade Capital Third Sect Master that they still had an old score to settle.
Later, Lu Chen had drawn a "Knowing the Dao" picture of a cicada clinging to a thread. It was a gesture in return, hinting that if Chen Ping'an wanted his sword strike at Tuoyue Mountain to succeed, Long Sword Night Roamer, despite its immortal-weapon rank, still would not be enough. He needed another sword.
Inside Immortal Hairpin City, Chen Ping'an had happened to recall a scene from his youth. Because he had not deliberately concealed the image in his mind, Lu Chen, who had lent him the power of his Fourteen Realms Daoist arts, could only dwell within Chen Ping'an's soul like a guest under another's roof. He had seen that memory unfold like a River of Time scroll, and afterward drawn the "Knowing the Dao" picture.
No matter.
When he traveled to White Jade Capital someday, he would still cut down Dao the Second, even if the man was hailed as True Invincible.
Thinking back, on his first journey away from home, the young Chen Ping'an had worn straw sandals and carried a woodcutting knife, and had made a habit of clearing mountain paths for others.
Once, they had faced a towering peak together—a mountain he learned only later was called Sui Mountain—and exchanged a few questions and answers.
She had asked Chen Ping'an what he would do if a mountain blocked the Great Dao.