Big Brother, Look! A Celestial!

"Bzzzt!" Golden light shimmered as Wang Xian, who had been unconscious for three days, opened his eyes.

He was about to let out a triumphant shout and shoot into the sky, on the verge of breaking through.

A soft palm pressed against his head. A surge of powerful energy rushed into his meridians, instantly suppressing the spiritual energy about to burst forth.

"It's not time for you to break through yet."

The woman in white leaned close to Wang Xian's ear and whispered, "You've been unconscious for three days. The Kunlun Sword Sect's spring recruitment competition ends today."

"What? I missed it?"

Wang Xian jumped in alarm, threw off the beast pelt covering him, and clasped his hands toward the woman in white in thanks.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me recover my memories. I broke through in a single day, and now I owe you a favor!" He turned to rush off as soon as he finished speaking.

"Don't rush!"

The woman in white smiled gently. "Let me see your sword. The prodigies you'll be facing are no ordinary ones!"

Wang Xian instinctively took out his wooden sword and grinned. "My master only gave me this wooden sword. I practiced with it all winter."

The woman in white shook her head. "How can you face those prodigies with a wooden sword?"

Wang Xian chuckled. "I'm only going to see my martial uncle, not to fight."

"Not necessarily!"

The woman in white sighed. "Now that your memories of the past have returned, if you run into an old enemy, even if you don't go looking for trouble with him..."

"Rumble!"

A spring thunderbolt suddenly crashed down from the sky, slamming into Wang Xian's head.

In that instant, he remembered Phoenix Terrace at the Academy—and the scene of himself bound to the Coiling Dragon Pillar, struck by nine hundred and ninety-nine sword blows!

"ROAR!"

Wang Xian let out a furious cry that shot into the heavens, like Bear Two waking from hibernation.

The woman in white sighed, then waved her slender jade hand.

Four different spirit swords appeared on the stone table.

She smiled. "Our meeting was fate. I came across these three spirit swords by chance, so I'll give them to you!"

Wang Xian stared at the three differently styled spirit swords before him and shook his head. "One is enough. My master said that people shouldn't be greedy."

"Take them all. If... someone steals one from you, at least you'll still have another to save your life!"

The woman in white smiled faintly. "I'd also like to see you cut a brilliant figure and command the winds and clouds!"

Wang Xian thought it over, then silently put away the three spirit swords.

Then he smiled. "I haven't asked your surname, senior. Will we meet again?"

"My surname is Bai."

The woman in white smiled radiantly. "If you don't die, we'll naturally have a chance to meet again. Now, let me send you to the Kunlun Sword Sect."

With that, she waved her hand, conjuring a breeze that swept Wang Xian away toward the distant Sword Sect.

Only after Wang Xian's "Aah..." faded into the wind did the woman in white sigh softly. "I hope that one day, you won't hate me."

The Old Daoist from Cloud-Rising Taoist Temple stood in the wind.

Watching Bear Two and Donghuang Shuyu busily going about their work, he couldn't help letting out a heavy sigh.

He didn't know whether Wang Xian, now that his memories had returned, would cause trouble at the Kunlun Sword Sect.

He even regretted bringing his precious disciple before the world before he had fully grown.

Seeing his master's expression, Donghuang Shuyu couldn't help asking, "Master, has junior brother reached the Sword Sect yet?"

"Almost."

The Old Daoist swept his hand through the air and said quietly, "The Kunlun Sword Sect is about to be swept by a storm."

Kunlun Sword Sect.

On the viewing platform beside the square sat elders from the Four Great Sects, along with elders and disciples from other academies and Aristocratic Clans.

Among them were the Kunlun Sword Sect's great elder, Dongfang Feihong; the enforcement elder, Yan Ruobing; and its second elder, Dongfang Qiming.

The Tianshan Xuantian Sect's fifth elder, Wang Ruo, had brought more than a dozen disciples, including Nalan Yu, Nalan Qingfeng, and Chen Feifei.

Liu Qingyun, an elder from the East Sea Flying Immortal Island, had brought a group of more than ten, including Nangong Fei'er, Nangong Yunxiang, Wang Dali, and Long Jingyun.

The Hundred Flowers Valley elder Baili Yuhuang, Shangguan Wuchen, Baili Wushuang, Huangfu Xiaoxing, Meng Xiaodie, Wu Qingyu, and more than a dozen others had come, along with disciples from the other great sects.

They stood around the three-zhang-high platform in the center of the square, watching.

The Kunlun Sword Sect disciples Dongfang Xiaoxue, Dongfang Hao, Wen Taiyi, and several hundred others were just as intently focused on the scene atop the platform.

Past midmorning, Wang Ruofei, an elder from Phoenix Academy, arrived with Yun Yiluo, Duanmu Xi's mother.

Even reclusive lineages like the Eastern Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan had sent elders to watch the match.

The same went for Azure Cloud Mountain, the Tang Clan, the Li Family, and the other families.

It could be said that this year's Kunlun Sword Sect spring recruitment was livelier than in years past.

Amid the hubbub, Nalan Qingfeng of the Xuantian Sect was fighting Duanmu Xi of Phoenix Academy. The two were locked in a fierce struggle.

Young and spirited, Nalan Qingfeng wielded a spirit sword that flashed like rosy clouds.

He slashed forward as fast as lightning. In an instant, a whirlwind swept across the platform, stinging Duanmu Xi's cheeks and forcing her to retreat several steps.

Nalan Qingfeng hadn't expected a whirlwind to spring up on the platform. Unwilling to let the opportunity slip away, he lunged at Duanmu Xi at once.

Duanmu Xi steadied herself, shouted, and slashed forward, sending out a rainbow!

The rosy glow and the rainbow collided in an instant!

"Clang, clang, clang!" Amid a ringing clash of metal, Duanmu Xi and Nalan Qingfeng both retreated several steps.

In the very next moment, they steadied themselves.

Their cultivation seemed evenly matched. With neither able to overpower the other in a direct clash, they fell into a standoff.

On the viewing platform.

Phoenix Academy elder Wang Ruofei frowned. Yun Yiluo, Duanmu Xi's mother, hadn't expected her daughter's opponent to be so formidable.

She couldn't help asking, "Elder Wang, this young cultivator..."

Wang Ruofei sighed. "Madam, don't worry. This is only the beginning!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about! Again!"

The disciples watching from around the square broke into shouts.

They cheered for Duanmu Xi, the Phoenix Academy prodigy, and also rallied behind Nalan Qingfeng of the Xuantian Sect.

Dantai Xiaoxue gave a soft snort. "This is a contest of skill, not volume."

The two on the platform held their standoff only briefly before Nalan Qingfeng broke the silence with a shout. "Behold my sword!"

"Shing!"

A streak of Sword Qi shot into the sky. Nalan Qingfeng leaped into the air and slashed down at Duanmu Xi from above!

Sword Qi howled, whipping Duanmu Xi's long skirt until it snapped and fluttered like a battle flag in the wind.

This time, Duanmu Xi showed no intention of retreating.

Her sword flashed in a slash, tracing a dazzling arc over her head as she tried to block Nalan Qingfeng's descending strike.

In the blink of an eye, the rosy glow Nalan Qingfeng had unleashed was about to slash across Duanmu Xi's rainbow...

Yun Yiluo cried out, "Xi'er was far too careless!"

Wang Ruofei shook his head.

In the eyes of the prodigies gathered to watch the spectacle, Nalan Qingfeng's rosy glow had already collided with Duanmu Xi's rainbow.

The rosy light looked poised to spill over the rainbow and sweep down on Duanmu Xi...

The prodigies below the platform erupted in astonishment, their cries of surprise ringing without end.

Duanmu Xi reacted at once, sweeping her left hand out. The rainbow above her blazed even brighter and struck back at the rosy glow bearing down on her!

"Rumble!"

With a deafening boom, a meteorite came hurtling from beyond the sky and smashed onto the three-zhang-high platform!

The enormous shockwave sent Duanmu Xi's body shuddering and hurled Nalan Qingfeng through the air!

In an instant, dust and dirt flew across the platform, and the impact left Duanmu Xi's face pale!

And that wasn't all! The shockwave was so fierce that it blasted both fighters clean off the platform!

What the hell! Who was that?

Oh my god! A young man just fell from the sky!

Big brother, look! A celestial...