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Chen Changsheng noticed their hesitation and quickly said, “I wasn’t lying. Although it seems to you that Daoist Friend Bai only lived a few hundred years, far from the lifespan a cultivator in the Dongxu Realm should have, in truth, he had lived for three thousand long years…”
Sword Immortal Dongqing and Xu Chenghuang exchanged a look. The two remained hesitant and uncertain.
Chen Changsheng said, “Perhaps you two Sword Immortals searched for a long time and surely found some clues. Daoist Friend Bai accidentally entered the Spirit Cage inside the Great Wall. Unfortunately, the Heaven and Earth there wasn’t perfect. Not only was his cultivation held back, but time moved very fast. One year outside was like a long year inside. Daoist Friend Bai was worn down by the years in the cage. Over three thousand slow years, he used up all his lifespan and died.”
As Chen Changsheng described it slowly.
Their looks gradually started shifting.
As for the Spirit Cage, they had searched for years and found nothing, but they dared not go in recklessly, so they had to wait patiently for news.
Sword Immortal Dongqing clasped his hands and asked, “Has Mr. Chen entered the Spirit Cage himself?”
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, “I used an External Incarnation to investigate it, and that was when I met Daoist Friend Bai.”
Sword Immortal Dongqing stayed quiet for a while and said, “Forgive me for being rude, but…”
“Could Mr. Chen show any proof?”
They couldn’t fully trust this spoken word alone.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, “If proof is needed…”
“Daoist Friend Bai taught me three sword techniques. Could that count as proof?”
Sword Immortal Dongqing said, “Please show us those three sword moves now.”
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, “The first sword Daoist Friend Bai taught me was his proudest move from his early days. It was called the Guanyin’s Sigh.”
Chen Changsheng raised two fingers as a sword and pointed lightly far away.
The Sword Qi was bright and clear, just like their eyes.
That Sword Qi felt very familiar to both of them.
Xu Chenghuang stood up suddenly in amazement. He stared at the distant move and said, “Yes! That’s our Senior Brother’s sword!”
“This is truly his strongest move from back in his prime!”
Chen Changsheng continued, “The second sword was named Carefree Joy. Daoist Friend Bai learned it while traveling the world, and he used it to become the top Sword Cultivator of his time.”
He moved his two fingers slightly, and another stream of Sword Qi appeared.
That Sword Qi shot straight into the sky. Suddenly, the clouds above were torn apart, leaving a gap for all to see.
Xu Chenghuang’s lips parted slightly. He felt dizzy. “This sword…”
Sword Immortal Dongqing saw this move and felt mixed emotions. He couldn’t help but laugh with regret. “Back at the big competition, I lost to our Senior Brother using exactly this sword. Thinking of it now…”
He sighed deeply and had no more doubts inside.
Xu Chenghuang snapped out of it and asked, “Mr. Chen just said there’s one more sword?”
Chen Changsheng said, “Yes, the last one was learned late in his life. After three thousand years of ups and downs, his loneliness and frustration were all in this sword.”
With that, Chen Changsheng brought his two fingers together again.
Using the fingers as a sword, it seemed as if a flower of sword appeared.
Even before the Sword Qi was out, a feeling of solitude washed over them.
In that instant, the helplessness of time passing and the weight of thousands of years became clear in their hearts.
Both Sword Immortal Dongqing and Xu Chenghuang seemed to understand.
It didn’t matter if that sword move appeared or not.
They were fully convinced.
As Sword Immortals, they well knew how many years it took to create such a sword.
For a moment, the two seemed to grasp what their Senior Brother had gone through—that unwillingness to be alone, that frustration with time…
The move was like a dream that floated between them.
It lasted only a blink but vanished like a bubble.
Sword Immortal Dongqing’s arm shook slightly. His voice trembled. “Senior Brother he…”
Xu Chenghuang opened his mouth. All his helplessness turned into a heavy sigh.
He stepped forward slowly and bowed in apology. “Xu Chenghuang from Sword Mountain apologizes to Mr. Chen. I had a small mind and wronged you.”
Chen Changsheng said, “Sword Immortal, don’t do that. No one would believe such words without proof. Thankfully, with these three sword moves, it all makes sense.”
Xu Chenghuang couldn’t lift his head in shame. He just said, “I feel ashamed.”
Chen Changsheng said, “As long as it’s clear, that’s good.”
Sword Immortal Dongqing was lost in the bubble of that sword move. He snapped back to reality and asked, “But what was this sword’s name?”
Chen Changsheng said, “Back in the Spirit Cage, Daoist Friend Bai asked me to name it for him. This move was dreamlike, so I called it As in a Dream.”
“Good! Good!”
Sword Immortal Dongqing said “good” twice and stood up to clasp his hands. “I thank you, sir, for giving it this name.”
Chen Changsheng quickly got up and returned the polite gesture. “No, it was I who gained from this.”
After these sword moves.
The two Sword Immortals remembered bygone days.
Their words were full of memories, endless stories.
Through their talk, Chen Changsheng slowly learned how Bai Ziqiu in his youth was so spirited and how he became that era’s admired Sword Immortal.
This seemed worlds apart from the Bai Ziqiu Chen Changsheng knew.
One was an early heroic Sword Immortal, the other a worn-old man.
Chen Changsheng’s picture of Bai Ziqiu grew fuller.
It was like seeing him again.
They talked much more, and two pots of tea went by.
Chen Changsheng thought of asking about an old friend, but he wasn’t sure how to bring it up.
After all, that Old Sword Cultivator had shamed Sword Mountain long ago.
Chen Changsheng carefully asked, “There’s something that might not suit the time. I don’t know if I should ask.”
Sword Immortal Dongqing paused and said, “Mr. Chen, go ahead. I’ll tell you all I know.”
Chen Changsheng said, “It’s about Elder Jing, the Twelfth Elder.”
Hearing this name, the two Sword Immortals froze.
Their faces turned stiff for a moment.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng said, “I was rude.”
Sword Immortal Dongqing waved his hand and said, “It’s all past history. There’s nothing that can’t be spoken of.”
Xu Chenghuang stepped forward and said, “Let me tell it.”
“Sword Mountain suffered Tribulations, but those who know right from wrong understand that Elders of the past blamed Elder Jing wrongly, and he left Sword Mountain. It was truly our Sword Mountain’s fault. But the older generation of Elders didn’t admit their mistake, which led to what happened later.”
“Only when Elder Jing came back to Sword Mountain and stirred things up did this long-hidden story become known. Because of this event, several Elders pulled back from power, and our younger generation became the Abbot of Sword Mountain.”
“Talking about it, it’s truly Sword Mountain’s embarrassing mistake, yet we must admit it. As Sword Cultivators, we need honest hearts to seek the Great Dao. If we don’t tell right from wrong, how can we hold our swords steady?”
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