Chapter 203

However, what made Jiang Yan's heart turn bitter was—

Not only had he seen no sign of repaying the debt, but the grace he owed the Clan Head had only grown greater and greater.

The day of repayment was still nowhere in sight.

Seeing Jiang Yan accept the Medicine Sovereign Cauldron, Jiang Daoxuan did not linger any longer; after a few brief instructions, he vanished from the spot in an instant.

Afterwards, Jiang Daoxuan did not return directly to the clan's great hall, but instead went to where Gu Xingjian was.

Before entering closed-door cultivation to break through to the Moon Wheel realm, naturally everything had to be prepared properly.

When he saw Gu Xingjian again—

Jiang Daoxuan discovered that the other party was still stuck at Star Wheel realm first layer cultivation base.

Still, a rate of strength progress like this was the norm.

At this moment, noticing Jiang Daoxuan's arrival, Gu Xingjian hurriedly sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Clan Head, my lord!"

Jiang Daoxuan nodded and said casually, "How does your left-hand sword compare to your right-hand sword?"

Seeing the Clan Head suddenly ask about this, Gu Xingjian, although feeling somewhat baffled, still answered honestly.

"Since I began learning the sword as a child, it has been with my right hand. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me when I say this—back in my youthful arrogance, I once fought someone over a matter of the heart, and in the end my cultivation was no match, leading to my right arm being chopped off."

"Although later I switched to cultivating the left-hand sword and gained some deftness, I lost a measure of force and fluency, causing my swordsmanship to always remain at a lower tier....."

Jiang Daoxuan suddenly said, "If your right arm were reborn, could your overall strength be raised?"

At these words, Gu Xingjian's pupils contracted, and a storm surged within his heart.

Thinking of the miraculous scene that had happened to Pei Qingfeng, he instantly realized something.

If one could be a whole person, who would willingly remain a cripple?

Thinking of this, his voice trembled slightly: "If... if my right arm were reborn, the improvement would be tremendous!"

Jiang Daoxuan chuckled lightly: "Then close your eyes."

Hearing this, Gu Xingjian immediately obediently closed both eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Daoxuan immediately activated the Supreme Bone within his body and unleashed the Reincarnation Treasure Art!

Unlike the previous few times—

This time, the Reincarnation Treasure Art did not act upon the whole body, but only upon the right arm!

Accompanied by a streak of mysterious light sweeping past, it fell upon Gu Xingjian's empty right sleeve.

As time reversed, gradually, the right sleeve began to puff out once more.

Feeling the tingling, numbing sensation spread from his right shoulder—

Gu Xingjian nearly could not help but open his eyes.

But remembering the Clan Head's instruction, he ultimately held back.

After several breaths, Jiang Daoxuan's voice finally drifted over lazily: "Open your eyes and see for yourself....."

The moment the words fell, Gu Xingjian could wait no longer and opened his eyes, looking toward his right arm first thing.

He saw that the sleeve was finally no longer empty.

Gu Xingjian felt immensely nervous, and tentatively controlled his right hand, lifting it before his eyes.

He spread his five fingers, his gaze sweeping back and forth, examining it carefully.

"My right hand... it grew back?"

Gu Xingjian was overjoyed to the point of madness, tears of joy welling up in his eyes!

No one could imagine how much mockery he had endured back when his right arm was severed and his sword cultivation was utterly ruined.

That stretch of dark years was an eternal pain deep within his heart—more than that, an obsession!

And now, with his right arm grown back—

The obsession in his heart vanished in an instant.

Immediately after, Gu Xingjian looked toward Jiang Daoxuan.

Without the slightest hesitation, he dropped to his knees with a thud.

Thud thud thud......

He kowtowed three loud times!

Because he used too much force, fine cracks even appeared on the ground, and a bit of bright red blood seeped from his forehead!

Seeing Gu Xingjian kneel and kowtow, Jiang Daoxuan did not stop him.

He knew well that this was the other party expressing loyalty to him.

After several dozen breaths—

The ground had already been smashed to pieces, mingled with a great deal of fresh blood.

Gu Xingjian stopped, lifted his head slightly, and choked out: "Th... thank you, Clan Head, my lord, for the grace of giving me a new life! In this life, Xingjian shall forever and ever be loyal to the Jiang Clan, shall pour out my heart and blood for the Jiang Clan, shall die a thousand deaths without complaint! If I ever break this oath, may I be struck by five thunderbolts and have my soul utterly destroyed!"

At this moment, recalling all the generous treatment the Jiang Clan had shown him, and now adding the grace of rebirth, Gu Xingjian was utterly subdued!

Jiang Daoxuan showed a look of satisfaction: "Your performance, I have seen it all with my own eyes. Rise."

From the moment the other party had dared to stand up to Pei Qingfeng for the sake of the Jiang Clan—

In his heart, Gu Xingjian had already qualified to become one of his own.

Hearing this, Gu Xingjian was immensely thrilled, and immediately prepared to rise.

However, just as he began to rise, he heard Jiang Daoxuan say: "You have trained hard at the left-hand sword for many years and have achieved some small success. If today I were to make you switch to the right-hand sword, it would truly waste the accumulation of all these years. It happens that I have here a sword art that uses both hands—would you be willing to cultivate it?"

As the words fell, Gu Xingjian's mind was greatly shaken.

He had never expected that the Clan Head actually possessed a sword art that used both hands.

You have to know that he had originally already prepared to cultivate the right-hand sword art and abandon the left-hand sword art.

If he truly did so, it would undoubtedly require a long period of adjustment, equivalent to crippling his own martial arts and starting over.

However, the sword art the clan chief provided could undoubtedly perfectly resolve these problems.

It could even make him, who was already proficient with both hands, even stronger!

Thinking of this, Gu Xingjian forcefully suppressed the burning excitement in his heart, immediately bowed and said: "Xingjian is naturally willing to cultivate! I humbly beg the clan chief, my lord, to bestow the method!"

Jiang Daoxuan nodded slightly, immediately extended a finger, and used the power of his spiritual sense to transmit the contents of the technique into Gu Xingjian's mind.

Before long, Gu Xingjian felt that two exquisitely wondrous techniques had appeared in his mind!

One was called Pure Yang Art, the other was called Wind Thunder Sword Art — both were powerful techniques of the highest Earth Grade!!

Seeing this, Gu Xingjian was instantly overjoyed!

After all, the main cultivation technique he himself had mastered was merely a lower Earth Grade one.

Once he switched to cultivating this Pure Yang Art, his own strength would surely see a tremendous surge!

As for the Wind Thunder Sword Art, it delighted him even more!

Although it was the same grade as the Return-to-Origin Sword Art, both belonging to the highest Earth Grade sword arts.

But the Return-to-Origin Sword Art was ultimately only a single-handed sword art; once cultivated, it was inevitably somewhat insufficient, with shortcomings.

Yet this Wind Thunder Sword Art — the left sword wielded the momentum of swift wind, incomparably fast, following the path of agile and cunning swordplay.

The right sword carried the momentum of thunder, bold and sweeping, following the path of fierce and powerful swordplay.

This sword art could even be said to be tailor-made for him!

It could perfectly suit him; once cultivated, it would surely unleash even greater might!

And he happened to have two treasured swords as well.

The Dahe Sword of upper Earth Grade, and his original personal sword of the highest Mystic Grade.

If he cultivated the Wind Thunder Sword Art, he wouldn't even need to trouble himself to find new weapons.

Thinking of this, Gu Xingjian rejoiced once more.

Immediately after, he suddenly raised his head, looked forward, and prepared to thank the clan chief, my lord.

But he hadn't expected that the other party had already vanished at some unknown time.

Seeing no one around, Gu Xingjian could only kneel toward the direction of the clan's great hall.

He lowered his head, his left hand resting on the hilt of the Dahe Sword, and said solemnly: "The clan chief's great kindness — Xingjian shall never forget it for the rest of his life!"

For the rest of his life, he would surely shed his blood and lay down his life for the Jiang clan, and die without regret!!