Swordsmanship Coach: Kill with One Slash

Chapter 202: Chapter 147: Uncle’s Arrival (Part 2)

"It’s been bright from afternoon all the way through the night."

"How is anyone supposed to sleep later?"

...

The Spirit Realm.

Although the Spirit Realm was connected to the ordinary world, it was not a part of it.

The effect of this phenomenon on the Spirit Realm wasn’t nearly as great as it was on Martial God Hall and the special organizations.

Furthermore, the Spirit Lord was already severely injured and was in the middle of an urgent recovery. This immense phenomenon failed to wake him.

However, it did awaken another person.

"Arch-Archbishop, you’re awake!"

The Bishop had lived in the Spirit Sect for many years. When he saw the somewhat unfamiliar man, he immediately realized who it was: the Archbishop, who was perennially in a state of cultivation.

The Archbishop.

Although his title sounded a rank lower than the Spirit Lord, strictly speaking, he and the Spirit Lord were actually beings of the same level.

This was because, unlike the other Bishops or Vice Bishops, he was not a Sequencer from the ordinary world, and certainly not one blessed by the Spirit Lord. Like the Spirit Lord, he was from ancient times.

However, his energy system was somewhat strange. It didn’t seem to fit into any of the three Extraordinary systems—Martial Artist, Qi Cultivator, or Sequencer. At least, the Bishop had never seen anything like it.

According to the Spirit Lord, he was the man who had taught the Spirit Lord how to preserve the Spirit Sect’s Array.

His power was unfathomable.

The Spirit Lord had never even tried to probe his strength.

He simply regarded him as the last of the elders.

"Mm, you look well. For how long was this humble one in seclusion this time?"

"Archbishop..."

"You were in seclusion for about four years," the Bishop said, cupping his fist.

Although the Spirit Lord was also from ancient times, the Bishop never felt this uncomfortable when speaking with him.

But the Archbishop... he was always using archaic, self-deprecating terms like "this humble one," and his semi-classical manner of speaking always made the Bishop feel ill at ease.

"Four years?"

"Hmm?"

The Archbishop’s voice had not yet faded. His brow suddenly furrowed, and he took a few steps to the entrance of the Spirit Realm. Across the gap of space-time, he could faintly see the guards at the gate, as well as the vast, golden sky.

"Such a phenomenon..."

The Archbishop stood frozen in place.

He seemed to have never witnessed such a scene before, muttering "Such a phenomenon..." over and over. After a long moment, he came to his senses and turned to the Bishop, who had been following him the whole time. In a solemn voice, he said:

"Tell me at once. What has become of the ordinary world during the days this humble one was in seclusion?"

The Bishop recounted everything, starting from the Spiritual Sect’s first appearance, to the clashes with the special organizations, to the emergence of the mysterious expert, and finally, to how the Spiritual Sect was nearly wiped out, with the few survivors now hiding in the Spirit Realm, awaiting the Spirit Lord’s return from seclusion.

"..."

"This humble one never imagined..."

The Archbishop trailed off. He turned his head to look at the golden light on the horizon, then his gaze, now incredibly serious, fell upon the Bishop. He spoke in a grave tone:

"Do you know who caused this phenomenon?"

The Bishop shook his head. "I don’t, Archbishop. Do you wish for me to investigate who this person is?"

Seeing the Bishop offer, the Archbishop showed a hint of surprise, then nodded and said:

"Precisely."

"This humble one... has a very bad feeling about this."

...

「The next day, at dawn.」

The sky had not yet fully brightened, but the crowing of roosters near the Sword Hall already echoed, shattering the morning tranquility.

"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"

The pouring rain and snow couldn’t stop the rooster’s crowing, just as it couldn’t affect the strange reality of what had happened to Su Xing.

Inside the Sword Hall.

Su Xing awoke from his unconscious state.

He was sitting on the side of his bed. He had moved a mirror in front of himself and was gazing at his reflection, which seemed to have become somewhat more handsome.

Looking closely, there wasn’t much of a change.

It was just that a faint golden brand had appeared on Su Xing’s forehead.

The brand lasted for only a few seconds before completely vanishing, as if it had never been there at all.

’That... wasn’t a dream, was it?’ Su Xing wondered aloud.

He didn’t quite understand why such a thing would suddenly happen just from his breakthrough.

’The things I saw...’

’Who on earth was that child? How could he stand in the sky? Could he be this world’s Heavenly Dao?’

’And those golden streams of air, what were they? Why did they suddenly appear, and why did they surge into my body?’

Su Xing pondered for a moment, then said, "When I was in the sky, I think I heard a voice. Those golden streams of air seem to be called ’martial fortune.’"

’But... what’s the use of this stuff?’

’And where did it go?’

The first thing Su Xing did after waking up was inspect every aspect of his body.

Other than the mark that had appeared on his forehead, his physical fitness, muscle condition, the abilities of his three swords, and the power of his sword techniques hadn’t changed at all.

He couldn’t even find where this "martial fortune" had gone. It was as if it had never entered his body.

This left him completely clueless as to what purpose those golden streams of air served.

’Whatever...’

’I’ll just pretend nothing happened.’

’I had already woken up before, but then this martial fortune thing made me inexplicably sleep for another day. They must be worried. I should go check on them.’ Su Xing thought to himself.

He casually changed his clothes, quickly washed up, ate a little something, and then headed outside.

Just as he stepped out of the Sword Hall, Su Xing saw Lu Anning walking toward him, carrying breakfast she had bought.

"Lu, I’ve already eaten," Su Xing said, a bit helplessly.

"Huh?"

"Coach Su, you’re awake!"

Lu Anning had been walking while looking at her phone, seemingly scrolling through the past two days’ news. But when she heard Su Xing’s voice, she immediately ran up and handed him the breakfast.

"Yeah."

"The aftereffects of this breakthrough were a little intense."

"I slept for so long. You’ve been managing the Sword Hall all this time, having to go to school and then rush back. It must have been tough, right?"

Su Xing didn’t mention the infusion of martial fortune, simply going along with Lu Anning’s assumption that he had entered a breakthrough state.

"N-No, it’s fine."

"With your current strength, Coach Su, it’s perfectly normal to fall into a recovery state after a breakthrough due to the immense physical exertion," Lu Anning said, lowering her head.

She glanced at Su Xing, then, as if suddenly remembering something, quickly said:

"Coach Su, you should have seen it yesterday."

"Seen what?"

"You were unconscious after your breakthrough, so you didn’t see the strange phenomenon in the sky yesterday."

"From the afternoon onward, the sky was a brilliant gold. Even at night, it didn’t get dark; it just stayed golden."

"It’s already all over the headlines."

"Do you think this means something else is about to happen?"

Lu Anning had been through a lot and had come to understand a thing or two about the affairs of Extraordinary Beings.

Before, she would have believed it was some kind of astronomical event.

But now, she could only believe it was the work of some other Extraordinary Being. She just didn’t know if they were good or bad, or if they posed a threat to her and Coach Su.

"Hmm..." Su Xing gave a dry laugh. "Probably not. How could there be so many things popping up one after another?"

Hearing Su Xing’s words, Lu Anning gave him a strange look.

"Coach Su, what are you talking about? Ever since I started following you, I run into some new incident just about every other week."

Su Xing coughed lightly.

’I can’t believe accepting that martial fortune would cause such a huge commotion,’ he thought. ’According to the ancient texts, this must be what’s called a ’heaven-sent phenomenon.’ Heaven-sent phenomena are only triggered by peerless geniuses or major events that can change the course of the entire world. If anyone else finds out that I was the one who triggered this...’

’I probably won’t have a single peaceful day again.’

’Until I’m invincible,’ Su Xing vowed to himself, ’I have to guard this secret with my life.’

Just then, a somewhat familiar man’s voice suddenly came from outside the Sword Hall.

"Hey, this is the Sword Hall, right?"

"Su Xing! Yu! Your uncle is back!"

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