Gu Jian Youchen

Lin Xiaosu sat cross-legged!

He had not moved an inch all night.

Yet light flickered in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, the boatman's earlier execution of Parting Tears had been more semblance than substance.

And yet that semblance of Parting Tears had easily defeated his authentic Parting Tears, for one reason alone: Sword Dao will!

The boatman's Sword Dao will had reached the high Azure Flower realm. He had truly brought out the essence of Parting Tears.

What Lin Xiaosu needed to do was not reproduce that essence, but bring forth his own.

Over the course of a night, he had faintly felt something stir.

At dusk the next day, Misty-Rain Jiangnan bloomed around him.

For the first time in his life, Misty-Rain Jiangnan had blossomed naturally without him swinging the sword in his hand.

How desolate those flowers looked beneath the evening rain.

Yet there was no late-spring regret of a hundred flowers withering and one flower flying. Amid the misty drizzle, the flowers bloomed in vivid splendor, remaining vivid all along, just as they would in nature.

Outside the bounds of Misty-Rain Jiangnan, the old boatman held a wine flask in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The boy seemed to have grasped something. Next should come that single stroke of quintessence. Let's see what wonders this "one flower flying" can produce.

Yet after a long wait, the "one flower flying" of Lin Xiaosu's Parting Tears still had not flown...

An entire night passed.

He seemed to be entranced, admiring the Misty-Rain Jiangnan scenery he had created.

His footsteps carried him across every part of this Jiangnan landscape.

He seemed reluctant to destroy this earthly paradise.

Before dawn!

The darkest hour of the day!

Suddenly, wind rose and clouds raced!

Ferocious beasts roared, and the earth sank!

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