Female Sword Immortal

The scene was beautiful: a Female Sword Immortal stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering in the wind, making her appear even more otherworldly and detached from the mortal world in that secluded place.

"Old Chen, come out and see the celestial beauty! I told you I would send you countless gods and Buddhas, and great demons from all ages. Now a banished fairy is right before your eyes. Why don't you revive?"

Wang Xuan called out, but for some reason he was unsure of himself, so he called to Old Chen, hoping he would come along.

However, there was silence behind him, and Old Chen did not respond.

"Old Chen, you're not pretending to be delirious, are you? Don't be a coward, come with me."

During this process, Qing Mu continued to perform the shamanic dance, completely unaware of what was happening. He only noticed that Wang Xuan had fallen silent, sitting cross-legged there without making a sound.

Wang Xuan discovered that while practicing the Root Method of Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners, he had unknowingly stepped into the Inner Scenery Realm, separated from the present world.

He was certain that he hadn't even set foot there on his own initiative, so how had he gotten in?

The surroundings were silent, the Inner Scenery Realm was dark and gloomy, and it was as if a thick fog was expanding. Was he drawn in by this fog?

He was on high alert because this time was truly different from the past, with something unusual about it at every turn, and he even felt a sense of dread.

In the dimly lit place, a rain of light fell from the sky; it was the only place that shone brightly.

Wang Xuan looked up at the Female Sword Immortal. Although they were far apart, everything in the Inner Scenery Realm relied on spiritual perception, and he was able to see her face clearly.

The Female Sword Immortal looked to be under twenty years old. Her true age was unknown, but at least she looked incredibly young, ethereal and radiant.

Wang Xuan calmed down and stared at her for a long time.

The Female Sword Immortal was indeed extremely beautiful, but what stood out most was her otherworldly aura, as if she did not belong to the mortal world. She was incredibly stunning and could attract people's attention at first glance.

Wang Xuan stood still, lost in thought.

He felt that this was related to modern people's yearning for ancient myths and legends. People have always longed for sword immortals, which has been a psychological suggestion to them, so they were amazed by their extraordinary appearance at first sight.

Suddenly, a blinding sword light slashed down, interrupting his thoughts. The beam of light shooting down from the sky shattered his admiration and goodwill towards the sword immortal.

When the Female Sword Immortal attacked him, her killing intent swept over him, and there was even a chilling aura that made him truly feel the danger.

Wang Xuan quickly retreated, and surprisingly, he dodged it, which was somewhat unexpected.

How could he possibly dodge such a towering sword light?

"That's right. The residual spiritual energy from the past was activated by me and rushed into the Inner Scenery Realm. After all, it's not the real her. What I see and hear is not real; it's just a fleeting manifestation of her past supernatural powers. It can't harm me!"

Each time he entered the Inner Scenery Realm, Wang Xuan's mental perception would quickly become cold and tranquil, thus placing himself in a state of absolute emptiness and clarity.

He realized that the Female Sword Immortal was not her original form after all, and did not possess such great power!

If she could intervene in the present world, she wouldn't have had to wait for future generations to activate the Mysterious Factor before emerging from her own remains; her remaining spiritual energy would be nothing to fear.

Then, Wang Xuan paid the price for this confidence. A barrage of sword light descended, dozens of them covering the area, most of them striking him.

Wang Xuan was in excruciating pain, feeling as if he had been cleaved into the sky, with sword light raining down on him relentlessly.

Fortunately, it was a remnant of spiritual energy, and somewhat strangely so, that it couldn't actually shatter him; it merely kept impacting him, causing him immense pain.

He felt a chill run down his spine. Was this the first sign of the Female Sword Immortal intervening in the mortal world? It was somewhat terrifying.

"My golden body is indestructible, and all external phenomena are illusions; they cannot harm me!" he roared. If the remaining spiritual energy could split him apart, then there would be a serious problem.

He firmly believed that the deceased had vanished for thousands of years and could not possibly do anything to him.

He activated the Golden Body Art, emitting a faint golden light. Then, his body suddenly fell from mid-air like a javelin, his feet firmly planted on the ground.

In the Inner Scenery Realm, a strong inner spirit can change everything and effectively resist attacks from residual spiritual energy.

Sure enough, as Wang Xuan's conviction grew stronger and he continuously used the Golden Body Art to protect himself and strengthen his spirit, he felt that the entire world was undergoing subtle changes.

The sword light in the sky was not as intense anymore, turning into a dim sword gleam as it fell. He either dodged or used his golden body to resist. Although he was still in excruciating pain, it was no longer as unbearable as before.

Finally, the attack stopped. Wang Xuan stood still, circulating the Root Method of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners, and began to draw in the Mysterious Factor. He hadn't forgotten why he had come in—to help Old Chen heal his injuries.

A peerless Female Sword Immortal, leaning on her sword, pierced the dark sky, her moon-white dress fluttering, her beautiful face and aloof, otherworldly temperament giving people a sense of otherworldly beauty.

However, she repeatedly attacked Wang Xuan, which made him feel no appreciation for her.

His mind was serene, in a state of absolute calm, sweeping away complex emotions and fully receiving the Mysterious Matter.

Outside, Wang Xuan held Old Chen's wrist with one hand, and Mysterious Factor permeated the air, entering Old Chen's body and heading directly towards his injured internal organs.

However, since it wasn't Old Chen himself who received it, but rather through someone else, the super- Active Factor were much less.

But it was absolutely effective; his internal organs, riddled with cracks, were nourished, the deterioration was halted, and they even began to slowly repair themselves.

"Those who have left behind true bones in the world seem to be different. There is more spiritual energy remaining in their bones, but why did she attack me as soon as we met?"

Wang Xuan pondered in the Inner Scenery Realm, feeling that this matter was too unusual.

Neither the Female Daoist practitioner nor the Old Monk initially targeted him with murderous intent. At most, they disturbed him in his dreams, and that was only because they wanted to entrust him with a task.

He was a little suspicious. Could it be that Qing Mu was right? Because he had touched the Female Sword Immortal's hand bones, he had caused trouble.

But he also felt it was unlikely. After thousands of years, the hand bones would be charred black; who would have romantic thoughts about them? Besides, it was precisely because he obtained the hand bones that he was able to release its remaining spiritual energy.

After Wang Xuan received enough Mysterious Factor, he began to practice the Golden Body Art. This was a rare opportunity that he could not afford to waste.

During the Battle of the Congling Mountains, many eyes were on him. This meant his fame was soaring, but it also meant danger was approaching. He had to improve his strength much faster than those people predicted in order to protect himself and eventually rise to power!

The Female Sword Immortal seemed to truly hate him, and attacked again, causing Wang Xuan excruciating pain and severely disrupting his practice of the Golden Body Art.

"I released you from the Ascension True Bone, and I don't need your gratitude, but you shouldn't attack me like this, right?" He couldn't help but speak up, feeling that it was really unreasonable to be so hated and to have sword light fall on him again and again.

Whether she couldn't understand his words or had some inexplicable hatred that she couldn't resolve, the Female Sword Immortal kept attacking him. Although it didn't threaten his life, it tormented and pained him greatly.

"Divine Monk, where are you? There's a Demon Sword here. Quickly come and help her pass on!" Wang Xuan called out to the Ghost Monk, wanting his help.

However, there was no response. The old monk didn't know if it was because it was hiding on Old Chen and couldn't hear the calls, or if it simply didn't want to step forward.

For Old Chen's sake, Wang Xuan persisted for four whole years, enduring the baptism of sword light. He felt like he was going crazy, and his practice of the Golden Body Art became intermittent, making it difficult to continue continuously, resulting in poor effects.

His opponent swung his immortal sword again and again, unleashing a barrage of sword light from the sky in a full-scale attack on him. For a moment, he even considered just rushing out of the Inner Scenery Realm.

In the fifth year, Wang Xuan's physical body trembled slightly due to the torment he suffered mentally, and his palm accidentally touched the Black Sword.

Then, he suddenly sensed something in the Inner Scenery Realm, and the next moment a black sword light appeared in his hand. What was going on?

He was surprised and quickly checked the situation outside. The Black Sword was still on Old Chen's bed, but because his hand was gripping the hilt, it now brought in a black sword light.

He immediately realized that the Black Sword must have an extraordinary origin!

In the Inner Scenery Realm, Wang Xuan grabbed the long sword formed from Dark Light and, without saying a word, slashed at the Female Sword Immortal. Even if he couldn't win, he still wanted to show his attitude!

In an instant, Wang Xuan sensed something was wrong. The entire Inner Scenery Realm seemed to be boiling over, with countless sword lights rising from the ground and rumbling sounds everywhere.

Then he saw many mountains piercing the sky like swords, and many young men and women practicing swordsmanship. There were people on every steep mountain.

Is this some kind of sword-fighting sect? Many teenagers and young people are practicing swordsmanship on various mountain peaks, with flashes of sword light appearing from time to time.

However, although their swordsmanship is strong, they are still far from being considered sword immortals.

The scene shifts, and suddenly one day, a torrential downpour begins. A man in black, carrying an exceptionally long Black Sword, walks into the mountains, facing the sword-practicing sect alone.

Boom!

The lightning was blinding, the sword light was surging, and the man in black, wielding a 1.5-meter-long Black Sword, went on a killing spree in the Sword Sect, charging through the crowd and no one could stop him.

It was a bloody night, accompanied by thunder, heavy rain, and the glint of swords. He single-handedly killed everyone in the Sword Sect, then turned and left, carrying his blood-dripping Black Sword.

The next day, the heavy rain stopped, and a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old returned. Upon entering the mountain gate, she saw corpses scattered everywhere. She collapsed to the ground and wept bitterly. Although the scene was blurry and no sound could be heard, one could feel her heart-wrenching pain.

Wang Xuan immediately understood that he was being blamed. The Black Sword's former owner had gone on a killing spree, destroying a Sword Sect, and the consequences had ultimately fallen on him, a modern man.

He felt wronged to death. What did this have to do with him? He should go find the man in black, or Old Chen!

Then, the scene kept changing, and the girl grew up quickly. She practiced swordsmanship to the point of demonic possession, then transcended the mundane, and finally became extraordinary, until she reached the level of a god. She became more and more powerful, but she could not find the man in black no matter how hard she tried, and she could not take revenge.

Many years later, she practiced swordsmanship to the point of near-immortality. Her strength became too great, and she needed to Ascension to Immortality. She stood on the mountain peak where her secluded Taoist Temple was located.

Boom!

A terrifying bolt of lightning struck. It was a full moon night, and endless lightning descended, obscuring the silver moon from the sky until it was no longer visible.

In the final scene, the Female Sword Immortal soared into the sky, only to be shattered by lightning. Her flesh and bones transformed into Divine Light Rain amidst the lightning, emanating a radiant glow of Ascension Immortal!

This ending leaves one with endless emotions; even such a powerful Female Sword Immortal met her demise during her Ascension to Immortality to immortality.

In the end, only her right hand, which she used to wield a sword for many years, exploded in the lightning. A piece of bone survived and fell to the ground, leaving her only trace in the world. It landed near the Taoist Temple from high above.

Although he had been attacked by the Female Sword Immortal for five years, Wang Xuan felt sympathy for her at this moment and no longer resented her. She probably thought he was a descendant of the black-clad men.

"Such a powerful Female Sword Immortal ultimately did not truly ascend to immortality; she simply vanished into nothingness." Wang Xuan felt an indescribable sense of loss; it was truly a pity.

Then he thought of the Female Daoist practitioner, the Ghost Monk, and the Bodhisattva in the Thousand-Year Ancient Temple outside Ancheng, none of whom ultimately ascended to immortality.

"Or is that actually considered becoming an immortal?!" He had thought about this question for a long time before, but he didn't want to delve any deeper into it.

Because what he was doing now seemed to be stepping into the trap set by the ancients, which made his scalp tingle.

Boom!

Endless sword light surged forth, and all around were towering mountains that seemed to pierce the clouds. Bathed in the bright moonlight, the Female Sword Immortal stood alone atop the highest mountain, preparing to swing her sword at Wang Xuan again. This time, her aura was incredibly powerful.

Even inside the Inner Scenery Realm, it made Wang Xuan feel a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end!

"Wait!" he shouted. "It really has nothing to do with me. If you want to investigate what happened back then, I'll bring someone in for you. Wait a moment, I'll guide him into the Inner Scenery Realm!"