Mountain Encounter

On the Second Month Second Day, the Dragon Raises Head.

After battling Xiong Er for over ten days, Wang Xian bore countless wounds.

Even with the Old Daoist occasionally preparing Spiritual Medicine for Wang Xian's Body Tempering, a scar on his face remained unhealed.

Seeing the apricot blossoms on the mountain had opened, Senior Sister Donghuang Shuyu had not yet returned.

However, his Martial Nephew from the north slope sent a message, asking Wang Xian to go to Kunlun Sword Sect to observe the Spring Recruitment Competition.

Xiong Er wanted to go along but was stopped by the Old Daoist.

He explained, "When your Senior Sister returns to the mountain, discuss it. Perhaps she can take you to the East Sea for a trip..."

Upon hearing that the Old Daoist was concerned about his Humanoid Transformation, Xiong Er stopped clamoring to join Wang Xian at Kunlun Sword Sect for the fun.

What was he even saying? He had cultivated for so many years, and all he did was look forward to his Humanoid Transformation every day.

At the very least, he could go shopping with Boss, or even just follow Donghuang Yu, carrying her bag.

Stepping into the mountain's spring breeze.

Wang Xian held a Wild Flower in his hand, occasionally chasing after a startled Wild Rabbit for a short distance.

This was Wang Xian's first time leaving the Daoist temple, and he was clearly a little nervous, but more so, he was happy.

On the south slope, the Sword Sect had his Martial Nephew Dongfang Nishang and a Senior Sister Tantai Xiaoxue.

Most importantly, his Master had instructed him to bring back the Líng Shí that his Martial Nephew owed for many years. This was his true purpose for going to the Sword Sect.

Walking on the winding path, he looked towards the faintly visible Palace eaves in the distance under the sunlight.

Wang Xian thought that the Sword Sect was indeed more imposing than his Master's Daoist temple. He presumed his Martial Nephew wouldn't refuse to give back the Líng Shí.

The moment he looked up towards the Sword Sect in the distance.

A woman's voice echoed from the mountain stream: "Little Fellow, where are you going?"

Wang Xian followed the sound and looked. Under a Snow Pine Tree, a Green Board was placed.

There were also two Stone Stools beside it, and a White Robed Woman sat on one of the stools.

A woman who bore some resemblance to Nangong Zhilan, with misty eyes, was waving at him.

"I'm going to the Sword Sect ahead!"

Wang Xian flew forward and asked, "Senior, are you also going to the Sword Sect to observe the Spring Trial Grand Competition like me?"

"No."

The White Robed Woman gently stroked her beautiful hair, placed a Jade Cup on the table, and slowly poured half a cup of Spirit Wine from the Jade Pot in front of her.

She smiled faintly: "I'm just here to enjoy the spring scenery in the mountains. It's fate that we met, please try my Spirit Wine."

"Ah..."

Wang Xian stepped forward, picked up the Jade Cup, brought it to his lips to sniff, and then gently put it down.

He laughed: "I still have to rush. I need to reach the Sword Sect before dark."

The White Robed Woman shook her head: "Life is short... the scenery is only on the journey, why must you rush towards the destination?"

"This was brewed with Snow Lotus from the Snow Mountain Peak and took me a full ten years. It's not something just any passerby can taste."

"Ten years? That's too long. Then, thank you, Senior."

Wang Xian had also heard his Master mention the Snow Lotus from the Snow Mountain Peak. Spirit Wine brewed with Snow Lotus, and it took ten years. He also wanted to try it.

To see if he could achieve a Breakthrough Realm within a day.

Seeing Wang Xian pick up the Jade Cup, the White Robed Woman immediately took out a Dish of Pastry and placed it on the table.

She smiled slightly: "Drinking a cup of Spirit Wine and eating two pieces of pastry won't delay your journey."

"Mmm, this wine..."

During the New Year, the Old Daoist had also given Wang Xian a cup of Shao Jiu bought from down the mountain.

He never expected that the Spirit Wine in this Jade Cup was even more potent than his Master's wine. In an instant, he felt a Ball of Flame about to burn in his chest and abdomen.

Startled, he cried out: "Senior, I'm on fire!"

The White Robed Woman shook her head and, clutching his Small Hand, channeled a trace of Líng Qì into him.

Wang Xian felt a cool sensation travel up his arm towards his chest, extinguishing the Ball of Flame that was about to ignite.

He Thought For A Moment, then drank the remaining Spirit Wine in one gulp.

Just as he reached out to pick up a piece of pastry.

"Buzz..."

A Ball of Flame suddenly ignited in his Sea Of Consciousness, and a scene he had never seen before appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the scene before him, Wang Xian was Speechless with shock.

On a stone mountain, a Divine Dragon, trapped on a stone pillar, let out a Roar, trying to break free.

But it was bound by a Cold Iron Chain, tightly wrapped around the stone pillar.

The Divine Dragon roared, spitting out a mass of Divine Fire!

With a "Honglong!" the entire Panlong Pillar instantly ignited, suddenly transforming into a Coiling Dragon Divine Sword, standing proudly between Heaven and Earth.

Just as he let out exclamations.

With a "Swoosh!", the Coiling Dragon Sword turned into a golden light, slashing towards him!

"Ah..."

Wang Xian was so scared he almost fainted...

Just then, the scene before his eyes changed again.

Looking down, he saw his own hands, as if brushed by death, gradually turning into white bones, followed by his arms, and then his entire body.

Until his whole body transformed into a skeleton, leaving only an Undying Heart beating lightly.

At that moment, Wang Xian was too terrified to speak.

Just as a gust of wind passed, about to turn him into scattered remains...

"Buzz!" His skeleton let out a creaking sound.

His body made a light sound, and the bones all over his body were in turmoil.

Wang Xian felt himself transform into a sword.

No! It should be said that the current Wang Xian was that disappeared Coiling Dragon Divine Sword!

Like a skeleton, Wang Xian, golden light flowed all over his body. Gradually, a drop of golden blood flowed from his heart, and flesh and blood grew on his white bones.

As if traversing the Land of Death, Wang Xian looked at the scene before him, stunned.

In a flash of Electric Light Stone Fire, the amnesiac Wang Xian seemed to remember past events.

He was once a disciple of Phoenix Academy? One day, he followed the academy's elder and Senior Sister Duanmu Xi and a group of people into a secret realm.

A secret realm called the Hundred Thousand Mountains...

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, where are you!"

He shouted loudly, but there was no response from the surroundings.

"Wuwu!"

Just as he traversed this land of death, a black shadow slowly rose and appeared before him.

Looking at the sudden black shadow, Wang Xian's eyes no longer held their previous timidity.

A long sword appeared in his hand, an ordinary sword.

But he had an illusion, as if he himself was a sword.

Seeing Wang Xian not retreat but advance, the black snake that rushed into the sky roared in anger.

Suddenly, it pounced from mid-air, opening its Blood Basin Mouth, wanting to swallow Wang Xian before it in one bite.

"Swoosh!"

Before Wang Xian could react, the black snake pounced, spitting out a mass of black mist!

In an instant, Wang Xian also charged forward!

The iron sword slashed at the black snake's body, making a "Dang Dang Dang" sound!

And the black snake, using too much force, actually passed by Wang Xian. In its anger, it coiled its tail and wrapped around the small Wang Xian!

While wuwu roaring!

Even if it was wrapped, it would still strangle the Young God of Slaughter before it!

"Ah..."

With a roar, the Coiling Dragon Divine Sword within Wang Xian's body instantly awakened, and a golden light suddenly shone like the blazing sun!

"Zheng!"

A sword cry, the small Wang Xian instantly transformed into a divine sword!

Carrying the Power of Heaven and Earth, he instantly cut out!

The black snake was greatly alarmed and was about to loosen its grip on Wang Xian to escape...

The golden light, like the blazing sun, shone and transformed into Myriad Sword Lights, slashing out!

The black snake's massive body was instantly cut by ten thousand swords, letting out a terrifying explosion!

With a "Honglong!"

The black snake, which had suddenly appeared wanting to swallow Wang Xian, vanished into thin air in the blink of an eye.

Bathed in snake blood, Wang Xian, holding the long sword, seemed to have transformed into the Young God of Slaughter in that instant.

After an unknown amount of time, the blood mist before his eyes disappeared, leaving only an Inner Core on the ground, shining with a faint fluorescence.

Wang Xian stepped forward and picked it up. He thought for a moment and wanted to swallow it in one bite...

"If you swallow it now, you will surely explode and die!"