The Legend of the Heavenly Sword

Defeat News

"You all dump these lifeless bodies into the woods. Let the beasts eat it" said Mo Xing, who told some of his students to clear the area of the corpses.

Ming Ling, Yang Shu, had been standing on Mo Xing's right and left sides. Their faces both looked sour.

"I underestimated the ability of this Sect. At first I thought, about the rumor that the Sect has talented disciples that is not true at all, but the truth."

Yang Shu looked sadly at Guo Heng's head, which slowly blistered and soon became a black liquid.

"Maybe you're not the only one who thinks like, but everything." Ming Ling said as he looked at the pile of corpses from the troops below.

What the two men of different gender say is true. Because of the 20 thousand troops they brought, now there are only 10 thousand left. Ming Ling and Yang Shu, were even shocked in disbelief as they faced these few Sect Elders whose even cultivation nearly matched those two.

"Already, you guys forget about it. Most importantly we can win, and take the heirloom of the sword. The heirloom that will awaken the Black Stream."

Before long, the three of them followed some of the Unifiers to step foot into this Sect, while walking creepy laughs boomed from the mouths of the three.

**

It was not until several hours after that fight that news of the defeat and death of the Chief of the Eternal Sword Sect had spread to all the ears of the White Flow Swordsman.

In a room, two people of different gender who look middle-aged, almost reached old age.

The woman looked at the window blankly and in disbelief while holding a white paper containing black ink writing.

That woman was Wen Hwa, the Chief of the White Dove Sect. The sect that was currently occupying the highest throne as the strongest Sect of the White Stream in the Zhou Empire.

From the physical, maybe someone will assume that he is in his 50s. However, compared far from the actual reality, because the current age has been more than a hundred years.

Everyone from the White Stream knew, that Wen Hwa was the best friend of the Immortal Sword Sect Founder who had died. In fact, it is rumored they have a much closer relationship than just friends, but it is just a rumor. The facts and authenticity are unclear.

"If this continues, the longer the Swordsman of the Black Stream will be more free, Chairman." Qen Bu, The elder and his right hand said.

Wen Hwa remained at the residence which then created silence, but it was only for a moment. "Let the Black Stream get that heirloom. However, they will not be able to use it. Before the book that no one knew of its existence they did not get...

"Because the Book and the Sword are related. In the Book there are various styles dedicated to the inheritance." Wen Hwa.

"It's not just that, Chief..." Qen Bu reopened his voice, "From my observation after I examined the movements of the Black Stream. They seemed to be slowly wanting to rule the martial world with one by one destroying the Sect of the White Stream."

Wen Hwa looked silently at Qen Bu for a while, before then saying. "Right now the movement of the Swordsman of the White Stream Sect is being wrenched by the Emperor, who is siding with the Black Stream."

Qen Bu nodded in understanding after listening to his Chairman's words. He also did not understand why these few years Emperors had been more supportive of the Black Stream.

"One thing I want to ask you, Qen Ma'am." Wen Hwa said.

Qen Bu quickly replied, "What you're going to ask 'I'll answer."

"Is it true that one of the strongest Swordsman of the Black Stream, has reached the Sky Swordsman's cultivation stage?"

"I also don't know clearly, Chairman, but from the information that has been spread. One of their Swordsmen reached that stage. But, the information is still not confirmed accuracy."

The last sentence of Qen Bu seemed to calm the heart of the Chairman. He knew this nearby woman must be comparing her strength to the Swordsman of the Black Stream.

"I didn't expect, there was also a Swordsman who reached that stage besides me and --"

"Grandmother! Grandma! Grandma!" Someone was heard shouting from the front while banging on the door of Wen Hwa's room.

Qen Bu then got up from his seat, intending to open the door.

A little girl who looked to be around 9 years old suddenly entered and approached Wen Hwa.

"Grandma, Uncle Bi won't teach you how to play the sword."

The little girl was weaving her lips while folding her hands in front of Wen Hwa.

"Yu'er, it's time for bed, no one else is allowed to practice tonight, Cio's brother is already asleep."

Wen Hwa said with gentleness, she stroked the hair of Xue Yu, the only female-type granddaughter she had.

"Ah...Grandma is the same as Uncle Bi." The little girl turned her face unwilling to look at Wen Hwa.

Wen Hwa just chuckled, the reason why she was being gentle to her grandson. Because he was also treated like that with both of his Parents. However, when talking to his grandson, he will speak with decisiveness. That was what made some of the cousins of Xue Yu envious.

"Try calling, Uncle Bi, come here. Grandma wants to talk to him."

Uncalled, a man named Dan Bi was at the door. His breathing looks irregular.

"Aren't you teaching my grandson this sword-playing technique?" asked Wen Hwa pretending to put on a sinister face by raising one eyebrow.

The man that Xue Yu had summoned, Uncle Bi. then replied, "Last afternoon, Uncle taught Miss to play the sword."

"Ehmm..."

Xue Yu snorted towards Dan Bi. "Last afternoon Uncle gave me a plastic sword. Though, I want a real sword, with great sharpness."

Xue Yu was different from the little girls who were the same age as her. He has a little soul and courage of a man. Perhaps, it happened because all of his brothers and cousins were men.

Wen Hwa should reply with a response that did not make the atmosphere of her grandson even worse.

"Yu 'er...In the past, Grandma was the same as you were at the same age as when she was a child, Grandma was eager to play a sharp sword, but after Old Man Grandma told her, that one could hold a real sword at the age of 17. At that moment, Grandma, no longer willing to argue, and followed what she said." Obviously Wen Hwa while giving a little education from the art of sword to her grandson.

Xue Yu lowered her head after hearing the long explanation from her Grandmother.

"Don't blame yourself, Yu'er."

Xue Yu again raised her head, but with a sweet smile peppered on her lips. "Thank you Grandma has told me, Yu'er won't force anymore."

After saying so, Xue Yu ran out while pulling Dan Bi from the room leaving a smiling Wen Hwa looking at her behavior.

Qen Bu quickly closed the door. Then, the two of them again sat in their original place.

Wen Hwa opened the conversation first, after sitting back down.

"Let me gather strength for a few years, by the time it arrives we will eradicate the Black Stream..."