Chapter 841: The Third Young Master's Sword and the Reincarnation of Yan Shisan

Shenjian Shanzhuang, main hall.

Xie Xiaofeng, who had been supporting his head with his hand, woke up with a start. He was dazed and covered in cold sweat. Looking around, he discovered he was still in Shenjian Shanzhuang and could not help but smile bitterly: "Was it really a dream? But this dream was a bit too vivid."

Usually, after waking from a dream, everything in it would quickly become blurry and then forgotten. But the dream just now—every sentence, every movement—remained clearly branded in his mind.

Xie Xiaofeng was about to get up when he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his chest.

Looking down, he was shocked to find his chest had been soaked through with fresh blood.

His expression changed instantly, his pupils dilated, and he pulled open his clothes to immediately see a shallow wound. The wound seemed to contain some kind of strange power; although it was not deep, fresh blood kept spilling out.

"No, this is that sword strike from Yan Shisan in the dream..."

In the dream, he had dueled Yan Shisan. He had easily neutralized the first thirteen changes of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords, and even blocked the fourteenth change.

But the fifteenth change was almost not a Human World Sword; it possessed the power to make all things stagnate and freeze, and no one could resist it.

If this were back in his wild days in the Edo, he would surely have been killed by this sword.

But his current martial arts attainments were not what they once were. At the critical moment, he had regained control of his body and dodged the fatal point, yet he had still left a shallow wound on his chest.

However, was that not a dream?

Or could it be that a dream could also turn illusion into reality?

This wound, which was difficult to heal and kept bleeding, could clearly only be caused by the stagnating, freezing power of the Fifteenth Change.

Just as Xie Xiaofeng lowered his eyes to think, the butler walked into the main hall holding a letter; this was another secret letter regarding news of the Demon Sect.

When the butler saw Xie Xiaofeng's injury, he could not help but exclaim: "Third Young Master, how did you get hurt?" Then, reacting, he shouted: "Assassins! There are assassins! Quickly, come and protect the Manor Master!"

Listening to the chaotic footsteps outside the hall, Xie Xiaofeng shook his head: "It's nothing, I just accidentally hurt myself while practicing swordplay..." He thought for a moment and asked: "Butler, have I... have I been in the manor the whole time?"

Outside Shenjian Shanzhuang, Lüshui Lake.

A light boat was already on the lake.

Yu Liancheng stood gracefully on the light boat, slowly withdrawing his gaze from Shenjian Shanzhuang.

The duel between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan should have been as sensational to the Edo as the battle at the Forbidden City, leaving a name for posterity. But he was the only one who had truly seen that battle...

Yu Liancheng believed that after this battle, Xie Xiaofeng's cultivation would surely improve, and his subsequent duel with Bai Xiaolou would definitely be even more worth watching.

He suddenly thought of Yan Shisan again.

That peerless swordsman who wore black, was full of piety toward the Sword Dao, did not hesitate to sacrifice himself for the sword, created the Fifteenth Change, and finally had his Primordial Spirit Broken and ascended.

"I wonder what kind of encounter that fellow has had, and whether his Primordial Spirit being Broken went smoothly. Perhaps I can go take a look..." As this thought arose, Yu Liancheng's figure suddenly dissipated, traversing the void—roaming the Northern Sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening—and almost in the next instant, he arrived in a maple forest thousands of miles away.

The maple forest was already withered; it was in this very forest that Yu Liancheng had dueled Yan Shisan in the past.

Yu Liancheng used his finger as a sword, thrusting out the Fifteenth Change of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords.

In an instant, everything stood still. The river was frozen, and the falling leaves were suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, Yu Liancheng leaked a trace of his aura, stirring the wind and clouds to change color.

The next moment, he felt a mountain-toppling, sea-crushing pressure squeezing in from all directions, pushing him to leave this world.

With Yu Liancheng's current strength, he could be Broken and ascend from this world at any time.

It was just that he used his own heart to replace the heart of Heaven, forming a world of his own, so he was not affected.

Now, as he leaked his aura and evolved the Fifteenth Change, he could immediately feel a powerful sense of repulsion.

His physical form remained motionless, yet an illusory figure detached itself from his shell.

An ancient Stone Gate appeared in front, with many profound marks carved upon it. These marks were flickering, deducing, and constantly jumping and changing.

When those profound marks stagnated and stopped, that strand of Yu Liancheng's split spirit suddenly plunged into it.

Being Broken and ascending was not a very safe thing; it was full of unknowns. Even the current Yu Liancheng could not guarantee that he would not encounter any danger while roaming the myriad worlds and traversing the heavens.

Therefore, he used the Fifteenth Change to draw out the aura of ascension, but used the Stone Gate to perform the deduction, and then threw himself into the Stone Gate.

Compared to being Broken and ascending, he trusted this Stone Gate more.

Moreover, the Stone Gate had the ability to trace back time; he let the Stone Gate deduce the moment Yan Shisan was Broken and ascended, perhaps he could see more things.

Come to think of it, this Stone Gate could be considered his cheat; as his strength increased, he had absolute control over it. But he still had not grasped the origin of the Stone Gate.

A moment later, the Stone Gate opened again, and Yu Liancheng's split spirit returned.

Because he was worried about danger, only a strand of his split spirit had been cast into the Stone Gate.

As the split spirit merged back into his main Primordial Spirit, countless memory images surged in immediately.

In these images, Yu Liancheng saw Yan Shisan being Broken and ascending.

The Fifteenth Change was not a Human World Sword; in order to deduce this sword, Yan Shisan did not hesitate to burn his life, his body almost exhausted, so only his Primordial Spirit was able to be Broken and ascend.

But Yan Shisan was only a martial artist, a swordsman, not a cultivator with a Pure Yang Primordial Spirit. Even though his sword light and Primordial Spirit were completely fused, it was difficult for him to stay in the world for long, not to mention that his Primordial Spirit had suffered damage during the process of being Broken and ascending.

Therefore, after ascending to another realm, Yan Shisan had to undergo Reincarnation.

In the following images, Yu Liancheng saw a newborn baby, and the baby gradually turned into a child.

In his early childhood, this child revealed an extraordinary talent for the Sword Dao. By the age of seven, he had already surpassed his rather famous uncle in sword techniques and was highly valued by his family.

The child gradually grew up, and his sword techniques became more and more brilliant; he won the championship in the family's grand competition and was appointed as the young master. The young man's temperament was actually very different from Yan Shisan's. He was gentle as jade, humble and polite to others. Among the people Yu Liancheng knew, he was actually somewhat like Hua Manlou.

Later, the young man experienced many things, made many friends, and his martial arts became even more brilliant, becoming a pivotal big figure in that vast territory. During this period, Yu Liancheng's split spirit had also thought about whether to awaken his past-life memories, or perhaps pass on the "Life-Taking Thirteen Swords" to him, but he eventually gave up.

Once entering reincarnation, all past dust is forgotten.

This was no longer Yan Shisan, but another person carrying a slight brand of Yan Shisan.

After quickly browsing through the images of the split spirit, a wine pot appeared in Yu Liancheng's hand, and he offered a toast from afar.

In this world, there was no longer a Yan Shisan.