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The sword arrives before the man.

This is the most typical symbol of each generation of sword saints.

Even after this famous sword of the Sword Saint had slaughtered all the thousands of enemies who had been chasing He Jia and Xiang Lan, not a single drop of blood had been stained on its blade.

With a "whoosh," a tall figure appeared amidst the mountain of corpses.

The man's feet did not touch any of the corpses; instead, they floated in mid-air, yet each step he took felt as if he were walking on flat ground.

Hejia knew that this was something only someone with perfected internal energy could do.

Although he had never met Xie Leyou, who hadn't heard of the Sword Saint's reputation?
Rumor has it that Xie Leyou is capricious, both righteous and wicked, and his actions depend entirely on his mood.

The Sword Saint sect is quite unique; it is not a sect, and there is only one Sword Saint in each generation.

But unlike wandering martial arts practitioners who figure things out on their own, the Sword Saint has a master. The Nine Swords of Heaven is the most domineering and supreme among all sword techniques.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Leyou, who was still dozens of meters away, teleported to Hejia's side.

Faced with such an incredibly powerful master of internal energy, Hejia, an eight-year-old child, had no power to resist whatsoever.

But he still stood in front of Xiang Lan, watching Xie Leyou warily.

Although Xie Leyou had killed thousands of pursuers, his sudden arrival made it uncertain whether he was friend or foe.

"Exceptional talent, a natural swordsman's bone! Excellent, excellent, excellent!" Xie Leyou exclaimed three times. He squinted at Hejia, "If I were to take you as my disciple and pass on the title of Sword Saint to you, what would you say?"

Hejia frowned: "Please forgive me, senior."

He is, after all, Xiang Heng's son. Regardless of whether he wins or loses this battle for the throne, his status as a member of the Xiang imperial family will not change, nor will his bloodline.

After refusing Xie Leyou, Hejia became even more wary. What if he angered Xie Leyou as a result...?

"Why doesn't anyone want to become a Sword Saint?" Xie Leyou muttered to himself. "When did the position of Sword Saint become a hot potato?"

Hejia was somewhat surprised.

So, Xie Leyou has already taken on at least two disciples?

One of them must be a descendant of Xie Leyou, so who is the other one?

"Fine, since you're unwilling, I won't force you." To Hejia's surprise, Xie Leyou wasn't angry at all. Instead, he was very magnanimous and said, "You were born with a sword bone, so you must have your own path of cultivation. My second disciple used a saber as a sword and comprehended a new martial art. You juniors are really not simple."

He Jia was curious about who the second disciple was that Xie Leyou admired so much, but he didn't ask, because the next second, Xie Leyou's gaze fell on three-year-old Xiang Lan.

"My greatest regret in life is not having a daughter." Xie Leyou squatted down, looking at Xiao Lan with a smile, and said, "Little girl, would you like to come with me to Tianshan?"

“Senior.” Hejia stepped in front of Xiang Lan again, “With your insightful eyes, how could I not see that Xiao Lan is unable to condense internal energy, let alone cultivate martial arts? What do you mean by this, Senior?”

"Of course I can see that," Xie Leyou said. "But just because the little girl can't cultivate martial arts doesn't mean there aren't any martial arts techniques she can learn in this world. As her older brother, don't you want to give your sister more protection?"

Hejia paused for a moment.

His sister's inability to practice martial arts was indeed a great source of distress for him.

He feared that there would always be times when he was absent, and if he wasn't there, who would protect his sister? "Can I also practice martial arts?" Xiang Lan raised her little head. "If you can teach me martial arts, I can go to Tianshan with you."

"What a formidable little girl! She's unaffected by my sword domain." Xie Leyou was taken aback, then burst into laughter. "I know of a kind of lightness skill that doesn't require internal energy to operate. If you can master it, you can come and go without a trace, covering a hundred meters in an instant. That way, even if you encounter danger and can't win, you can still run away."

“Okay,” Xiang Lan said, “I’ll go to Tianshan with you.”

Hejia spoke in a deep voice: "Xiao Lan."

“Brother.” Xiang Lan grasped his wrists with her two small hands. “Didn’t you want to go to the Shence Army camp? Tianshan is near the Shence Army camp. Once I learn lightness skill, I can come to see you.”

"Good lad, you were born with a sword-wielding spirit, yet you still want to learn the spear?" Xie Leyou was somewhat surprised. "However, a long, long time ago, I did hear of someone who could master both weapons."

The strong specialize in one path and reach the pinnacle of that path, which is the ultimate path, and only then can they possess the purest power.

At this time, Xie Leyou certainly couldn't have imagined that a few years later, Prince Yan Hejia would shake the martial arts world with the reputation of being a master of both spear and sword, and many people would want to see him fight the Master of Shenxiao Tower to see who would win.

He Jia was still uneasy. In his view, Xiang Lan could only be within his sight.

“Brother, two years,” Xiang Lan said. “Two years is enough time for me to learn lightness skills, and enough time for you to train in the Shence Army camp. Maybe by then, we can go home.”

Hejia never told her what their identities were.

After so many years of pursuit, how could Xiang Lan, with her intelligence, not have guessed something?
“Kid, your sister has a point,” Xie Leyou said. “You can’t protect your sister forever.”

"I can!" Hejia clenched his fists. "I'm her brother, why can't I?"

The sudden burst of anger in his eyes stunned Xie Leyou, leaving him rooted to the spot.

After a long pause, Xie Leyou finally stammered, "Because no one will accompany anyone for a lifetime; only you can rely on yourself."

He could certainly see that this boy, who was only eight years old, possessed immense power.

He then refrained from saying that Xiang Lan was weak and would certainly not live long, in order to provoke He Jia.

Hejia coldly replied, "As long as I am here, I will always protect her."

“But I also want to protect my brother,” Xiang Lan said. “Brother, let me go.”

Hejia finally agreed.

Xie Leyou took the two of them away and placed Hejia in the territory of the Shence Army.

Even the leaders of the six major sects must give face to the Sword Saint.

Xie Leyou simply greeted the Shence Army commander at the time and then settled Hejia in.

Afterwards, he took Xiang Lan up to the Tianshan Mountains.

“Little girl, you have a senior brother, alas, a disobedient son, let’s not talk about him.” Xie Leyou seemed to have thought of something, puffing out his beard and glaring, “And a second senior brother, he… carries a deep-seated blood feud, usually only practices martial arts, and is not in Tianshan right now, you can stay here without worry, no one will disturb you.”

Xiang Lan nodded.

"I'll go find the method for lightness skill." Xie Leyou thought for a moment. "By the way, do you like swords?" (End of Chapter)