Chapter 1695: War and Death Must Not Be Desecrated

The discourse on the Dao within the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Hub lasted for over two hundred years, and then came to an end.

The many Dao Children scattered to the four corners, and some Dao Children remained here, but the overall number was greatly reduced; star after star went dark and drifted away.

"Dao Yu Lingzi, goodbye."

"It was a pleasure to meet you this time."

Jiang Ding glanced at Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling, who had somehow stuck herself beside him again, gave her a slight nod, and then his body slowly faded from view.

Through this pushover, he had learned another piece of intelligence: every thousand years, the Dao Children would gather together once.

The remaining time, the Dao Children would cultivate, fight and slay, or refine treasures, manage world clusters and great thousand worlds.

In short, they were very busy, and would not stay in the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Hub the whole time.

"Mm, goodbye…"

Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling said softly and weakly.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart; this clingy pest was finally leaving.

"Goodbye, big brother."

"I hope I can see you again in the next thousand years, big brother."

Zhenjun He Huan Holy Maiden said reluctantly.

"We will."

Jiang Ding smiled.

The Zhenjun He Huan Holy Land was a colossal power that possessed several great thousand worlds; their Dao Children would be very strong, worth looking forward to, so he would sincerely befriend this Holy Maiden.

Jiang Ding's figure was about to vanish completely.

Clang!

At that moment, a streak of sword qi shot from afar, landing a few inches from his figure.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding's figure became solid again, and he looked into the distance.

It was a swordsman with a long sword at his waist.

His hand rested on the sword hilt, he bowed slightly in greeting, his manner exceedingly formal; a terrifying high temperature and surging flames faintly surfaced around his body, as if he had glimpsed the origin of flames between heaven and earth.

"He is the Sword Child of the Wildfire Immortal Sect, the Wildfire Sword Child."

"He is the Sword Child of a very ancient Immortal Sect."

Fusang Holy Maiden said softly: "Master Tushan, between heaven and earth, Immortal Sects that have attained Sovereignty through ancient great Dao branches such as flame, metal, wood, water, and earth are all extremely powerful.

The human race has walked these paths for who knows how many years, accumulating who knows how much heritage; to become a being at the limit of a branch rule within such ancient great Daos, one's strength can well be imagined."

"Although there are rumors that one cannot achieve immortality through such Daos, unless one can surpass the human race's most ancient ancestors."

"Nevertheless, even so, the strength of these Immortal Sects that walk the ancient great Daos must surely be among the very top Immortal Sects of the present age; in fact, True Immortal Sons are more likely to exist within the ancient great Daos…"

She reported detailed intelligence one by one.

The Zhenjun He Huan Holy Maiden likewise told Jiang Ding much information, even

more detailed, providing many battle examples of the Wildfire Sword Child, complete with combat scenes.

The Zhenjun He Huan Holy Maiden's eyes shone brightly as she gazed at the blue-robed youth with adoration.

"I refuse."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Refuse?"

"Why?"

The Wildfire Sword Child was taken aback.

"You are a sword cultivator, this is beyond doubt; your path contains high temperature, destruction, blazing heat, and shares greater compatibility with my path; our battle will surely yield gains."

"Moreover, one cannot die here."

"Why refuse?"

He could not fathom at all the decision of the Sword Child before him.

Battle was too important for sword cultivators; it was the very foundation of the Dao path. Refusing battle was as absurd as a living being refusing to breathe or refusing food.

"Because,"

"one cannot die."

"Oh?"

The Wildfire Sword Child narrowed his eyes: "Please enlighten me."

"The problem lies in not being able to die."

"This is wrong."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "War and slaughter are the destiny of sword cultivators, sacred and sublime; they are not games, but wars where lives are wagered to jointly explore the Dao of immortality."

"This is not a game."

"This should not be a game!"

"Having too many experiences of such games will cause sword cultivators to lose their love for war, to lack fear of the passing of life, and for their yearning for life to grow dim."

"This is not the original intention of the human race's ancestors in creating the sword cultivator path."

This was the view of the Great Sun Sword Child.

Between life and death lies great terror; any living being, between life and death, will display a certain marvel, sparking wisdom that could never appear under ordinary circumstances.

The human race's ancestors took this as a foundation, greatly strengthening and focusing on this point, forming the sword cultivator path.

If the fear of death is lost, the sword cultivator's path will grow dim.

"War and slaughter are not a game…"

The Blazing Fire Sword Child chewed on this unique perspective.

There was no shock to the heart, no sudden enlightenment—just thinking about this viewpoint, that was all.

Any sword cultivator who had grown to such a height possessed their own firm belief in the Way of the Sword; for an outsider to try to shake it with mere words was simply laughable.

"Then, how does your Way of the Sword advance?"

The Blazing Fire Sword Child asked: "Could it be that every advancement of the Way of the Sword comes from slaying a strong enemy? Setting aside whether one wins every time, how could there possibly be so many conveniently suitable strong enemies under heaven?"

"A sword cultivator must possess a method to accumulate the foundation of the Way of the Sword during peacetime."

"A sacred sword duel is merely a single instant of sparks blossoming after countless accumulations,

not the entirety of the Way of the Sword."

"Refusing battle, how does one grow?"

He was curious.

"In non-wartime periods,"

"befriend law cultivators."

Jiang Ding gave his answer, then paid the other party no further attention.

His figure completely dissipated, vanishing without a trace.

A battle where one cannot see blood, cannot bring death—is simply a joke!

Such a battle is a disgrace to the Way of the Sword!

If it were a close friend, then so be it—knowing the other party won't kill you, it's purely a drill of sword arts, something akin to a scientific discussion, never a battle from the very start.

With an enemy, the same applies—absolutely not.

The sacredness of war,

must not be desecrated!

……

After the Great Sun Sword Child left, the place grew somewhat quieter.

"Befriend law cultivators?"

The Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling was slightly dazed.

Was this the reason this strange Sword Child had been sticking by her side all along?

"He seems to be a good sword cultivator…"

Shi Daoling could not help but say.

"Puchi!"

"Sister, you this—"

The Zhenjun He Huan Holy Maiden burst out laughing, then restrained herself, thought for a moment, and said: "Brother really is a good sword cultivator. Apart from having the lives of many law-cultivator dao children on him, he has practically no flaws."

"The lives of law-cultivator dao children?!"

Shi Daoling's heart gave a jolt; she stumbled back several steps, her face turning slightly pale.

"Indeed,"

"truly pitiable at the sight,"

"let alone the many heroes and outstanding figures within the realm domains."

The Zhenjun He Huan Holy Maiden sighed in admiration: "Didn't the Fusang Holy Land's 'Fusang Divine Tree Scripture' sense anything?"

"How wonderful—he actually didn't harbor killing intent toward you. Your path of the chastity-archway whore seems viable, somewhat stronger than our Zhenjun He Huan Way; it seems we could draw from it…"

She fell into deep contemplation.

One must understand, the killing intent she had sensed earlier had nearly suffocated her, her divine soul stretched taut to the limit—treatment worlds apart from this woman's.

Could the Zhenjun He Huan Holy Land walk this path of the pure and holy maiden?

"Whore…"

The Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling snorted coldly and immediately fled the scene.

Before a Fusang Holy Land's Holy Maiden finds her dao companion, she absolutely will not strike at cultivators of the same rank or higher; fleeing is always the first choice.

When she finds her dao companion, she will become extremely powerful, and will bring about the achievement of her dao companion.