Chapter 95: Heaven's Will is Like an Unyielding Blade, and Xueheng is Godlike

Chapter 95: Heaven's Will is Like an Unyielding Blade, and Xueheng is Godlike

Xueheng was enjoying a refreshing swim in the pool when the front door suddenly opened.

"Little junior disciple!"

Zhushan Ying pushed open the door and walked in, her eyes lighting up as she spotted the figure swimming in the pool.

"So, you're here. I was wondering why I couldn't find you in the training room."

Hearing her voice, Xueheng dove underwater, submerging himself completely.

His feet pushed against the bottom of the pool, knees bent to store energy, before he propelled himself upward with a mighty kick.

"Boom!"

The surface of the water exploded as if a bomb had been dropped, sending countless droplets flying. A figure leaped out of the water, jumping directly from the center of the pool to the shore.

Wearing only a pair of swimming trunks, his perfectly proportioned body was illuminated by the abundant natural light in the room.

Each muscle on his body seemed to be sculpted to the pinnacle of human beauty, and countless water droplets trickled down his skin, shimmering with an alluring glow.

Zhushan Ying was transfixed by this 'beauty emerging from the bath,' her eyes glued to the scene before her.

Xueheng shook his head, brushing the half-long hair that fell over his eyes back into a sleeked-back style. He then lifted his gaze to meet Zhushan Ying's, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Senior sister Zhushan."

He greeted her softly.

Zhushan Ying's eyes were a little dazed, and she snapped out of her trance at the sound of his greeting, quickly averting her gaze. A flush crept across her cheeks.

"Um... yes, little junior disciple, it's lunchtime. Let's go eat."

She replied in a somewhat dry tone.

Xueheng nodded, and his body trembled with a surge of inner energy.

"Snap!"

The water droplets on his body instantly scattered, as if he had been towel-dried, leaving only a faint mist.

'The control of jin li is still not refined enough... If I could shake off all moisture, leaving my body instantly dry, that would be the realm of 'not a feather can be added, nor a fly land,'' Xueheng thought to himself as he changed into his clothes.

The lunch that Zhushan Ying had arranged was not some exotic delicacy but a medicinal meal similar to what was served at the Canglong Dojo, only of better quality.

Ordinary food could hardly meet the nutritional needs of martial artists.

After the meal, Zhushan Ying led Xueheng out of the main residence to the stables on the left side of the estate.

"Miss."

An elderly man, appearing to be in his fifties, stood at the entrance of the stables. He wore a cowboy hat and addressed Zhushan Ying with a respectful expression.

"Uncle Bao~" Zhushan Ying greeted him with a smile.

She glanced at the stalls inside the stables and said, "Uncle Bao, please saddle up 'Sixty-Six' and 'Wind Eater' for us."

The man, addressed as Uncle Bao, nodded and walked into the stables.

After a while, he led out two tall and sturdy horses.

One was a chestnut brown horse with white fetlocks.

The other was pitch-black, with only a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

"Thank you, Uncle Bao~"

Zhushan Ying thanked the elderly man sweetly and took the reins of the two horses from him. She then led them over to Xueheng.

"Hmmmph~"

The black horse with the white tuft on its forehead snorted as it approached Xueheng, sniffing at him curiously.

Soon after...

[A creature has taken a liking to you. Charm Technique Experience +28]



Hmm? Xueheng's expression turned peculiar as he looked at the black horse, which stood almost as tall as he was. He reached out and stroked its mane.

The horse nuzzled Xueheng affectionately in response.

"Oh? 'Wind Eater' seems to like you quite a bit, little junior disciple."

Zhushan Ying smiled from the side and patted the chestnut brown horse's mane.

"It's just like 'Sixty-Six' here; they're both retired racehorses."

Zhushan Ying explained as she swung her leg over 'Sixty-Six's' saddle, mounting the horse with a flourish.

She then shifted her bottom back on the saddle and extended her hand to Xueheng, raising an eyebrow.

"Come on, little junior disciple. Get up here, and I'll teach you how to ride a horse."

Xueheng glanced at her outstretched hand and shook his head, declining her offer to ride together.

"No need, although I haven't ridden before..."

Xueheng patted 'Wind Eater's' head and grabbed the reins. With a swift motion, he mounted the horse.

"...imitating others isn't too difficult."

He sat astride the horse, holding the reins, and smiled.

Zhushan Ying pouted, a hint of displeasure on her pretty face. "Hey, riding a horse requires technique. If you let me teach you hands-on, you'll learn faster."

Xueheng ignored her and experimentally flicked the reins, gently squeezing the horse's belly with his calves.

Understanding the signal, 'Wind Eater' snorted and began to walk forward.

"This isn't too hard," Xueheng said cheerfully.

Zhushan Ying rolled her eyes and pulled on the reins, kicking the horse's belly to catch up with Xueheng.

"It's dangerous for a novice to ride a horse like that. You shouldn't give signals if you haven't learned the basics yet," she said with a sideways glance.

Xueheng nodded, "I understand."

He dared to ride the horse directly because, with his strength, he was confident that even if something went wrong, he could easily fix it.

Although Zhushan Ying couldn't teach her little junior disciple how to ride a horse hands-on, she felt a bit disappointed. Still, she continued to give instructions from the side:

"Always hold on to the reins, don't let go..."

"When turning, move the reins slightly to the left or right, you don't need to use too much force..."

As she spoke, the two rode their horses out of the back door of the estate and into the hills behind the North District.

There was a vast stretch of grassland there, perfect for horse riding.

With Zhushan Ying's guidance, Xueheng's incredible learning ability, and his boldness born from his powerful strength, he quickly became familiar with horse riding and guided Wind Eater across the grass.

Zhushan Ying rode alongside him on Sixty-Six.

Xueheng was immersed in the joy of horse riding and turned to glance at his senior disciple sister, feeling that the scene was somehow familiar.

You're the wind, and I'm the sand...

Xueheng shook his head, dispelling the sudden tune that had popped into his head.

Half an hour later, as Xueheng became more and more skilled, the skill panel suddenly popped up with a notification.

[Conditions met, Skill Activated: Horse Riding]



[Horse Riding Lv1 (0/300)]



Xueheng pulled the reins back, and Wind Eater immediately lifted its front legs and came to a halt with a whinny.

"As expected, it's been activated..."

He stroked Wind Eater's mane and nodded.

Just as he had thought, 'Horse Riding' was indeed a skill.

Xueheng carefully sensed the benefits that this newly activated skill brought him.

"Hmm... balance?"

Xueheng said with some uncertainty.

Sitting on the horse's back, he felt a sense of ease, as if he were sitting on flat ground, unlike before.

"And... a sense of direction."

He looked to his left and instantly knew without a doubt that this direction was 'northwest'.

"This is interesting. I don't think these are the only benefits... just the most noticeable ones for now."

Xueheng stroked his chin, about to flick the reins to change Wind Eater's direction.

But before he could make a move, Wind Eater turned its head automatically, heading in the direction he had in mind.

Xueheng was taken aback.

"Whinny~"

Wind Eater let out a soft neigh.

Xueheng somehow sensed a bit of the horse's emotions.

It seemed a bit tired and thirsty...

"Hmm? What's this? A connection between horse and rider? A mental link?"

Xueheng blinked.

"Little junior disciple—"

In the distance, Zhushan Ying rode Sixty-Six towards him and pulled on the reins to stop beside him.

"Why did you stop?" she asked.

Xueheng thought for a moment and smiled, "Senior disciple sister, I think Wind Eater and Sixty-Six must be tired. Let's head back."

"Ah? You're not going to ride anymore?" Zhushan Ying sounded disappointed.

She rarely had anyone to ride with her, and she was enjoying herself, not wanting to go back yet.

"Let's ride again tomorrow. I find horse riding quite interesting. If you're willing, I'll often accompany you," Xueheng said, seeing her expression.

"Really? You promised, okay?" Zhushan Ying immediately brightened up.

...

At around five in the afternoon, Xueheng returned home in Zhushan Ying's car.

As he opened the door, he saw Mao Mao sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV.

"Teacher Wan, why didn't you cook today?"

Xueheng walked into the house, closed the door, and changed his shoes as he spoke with a smile.

Mao Mao looked at him with her emerald-green vertical pupils and pouted, "Do you still need me to cook for you? I see you're enjoying your easy life."

"How can that be? Your cooking is much better than soft rice."

Xueheng hung up his coat and sat down on the sofa, ruffling Mao Mao's head.

"Besides, what do you mean by 'eating soft rice'? I just visited my senior disciple sister's home... Are you even jealous of that?"

Xueheng laughed.

Mao Mao rolled her eyes, "Who's jealous? Don't talk nonsense."

Her tail, adorned with a tail ring, swayed gently as she licked her paw and retorted, "Even though we... have that kind of relationship, you're still just my owner, nothing more... I don't care who you're with."

"It's just that that little girl..." Mao Mao's eyes narrowed in thought.

"Her identity is quite mysterious. Even Old Li doesn't know much about her family. All he knows is that she's from the First Metropolitan Circle."

Xueheng was taken aback by Mao Mao's words. "The First Metropolitan Circle?"

After the Eternal Night War, the administrative regions of the Zhuxia world underwent a significant restructuring, resulting in the formation of nine major metropolitan circles.

These circles were distant from each other, with the areas in between serving as 'buffer zones' formed by numerous boundaries, making transportation extremely challenging, even for aircraft.

Consequently, communication between the circles was sparse, and they largely maintained a significant degree of autonomy, falling under the jurisdiction of only the central 'Cang Court.'

The vast majority of civilians never ventured beyond the metropolitan circle to which they belonged.

The First Metropolitan Circle and the Fifth Metropolitan Circle, where Xueheng resided, were located at opposite ends, far from each other.

Traveling from the First Circle to the Fifth would entail traversing countless boundary areas, an extremely dangerous endeavor.

"I specifically asked Old Li about it. That little girl's family comes to stay here for a period every year. Do you know what that implies?" Mao Mao said meaningfully.

"Either her family possesses absolute security forces capable of traversing numerous boundary areas without hindrance, or they control a 'special route' that allows safe passage from the First Metropolitan Circle to here..."

"Whichever possibility it is, it indicates that her family wields extraordinary power."

"A family like that will have plenty of rules. If you're going to be their son-in-law, you'd better be prepared."

Ning Fengwan's tone turned slightly sour as she finished speaking.

Xueheng understood what she was implying but shook his head and laughed, "What are you talking about? Zhushan Ying and I are just ordinary master and disciple."

Mao Mao hummed, "But that little girl probably doesn't think so."

"She's no longer a child, and inviting a man to her home alone suggests her intentions aren't pure."

Mao Mao's cat face displayed a complex expression, resembling a human's.

"Actually... if you really had something going on with her and gained her family's protection, I wouldn't have to worry about you so much."

The young girl was always concerned about staying by Xueheng's side.

Xueheng laughed it off. "Let's cross that bridge when we come to it."

...

Three days later.

In the hills behind the North District.

Xueheng wielded the Fu Tu sword, slicing through the grass with continuous slashes, the sword light and shadows dancing as countless green shreds filled the air.

His pupils were tinged with crimson, and in his eyes, the grass he was cutting down was not grass at all, but the heads of his enemies.

The corpses piled up like mountains, and the blood flowed like seas.

Within his heart, a blood-drenched Asura Blade seemed to pulse with increasingly violent malevolence and killing intent.

"All things are created by Heaven to nurture man, but man has nothing to offer Heaven in return."

Xueheng's absolute cognitive control, granted by [Observation], ensured that his mind remained clear and lucid, preventing him from losing himself in the violent killing intent.

"The life and death of man is decided by Heaven... The Asura Blade that slays is also obeying the will of Heaven..."

"When Heaven wills it, He must kill..."

Xueheng's swordplay became more and more powerful, his strikes increasingly intricate, and the grass he cut finer and finer.

"The path of the Asura is extreme and powerful, but its ambition is not lofty."

"There should be a sword technique that stands above the Asura."

Xueheng's sword, which had been dancing through the air, came to a halt, its blade resting gently on a tender blade of grass.

The extremely sharp edge touched the grass, bending it down and brushing past without causing the slightest harm.

"When Heaven wills your death, you must die."

The crimson in Xueheng's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a silvery-white radiance.

His eyes now held an air of detachment, divinity, and dominance... They were like the eyes of a god.

"The will of Heaven is like a blade... It cannot be defied."

Xueheng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and the silvery-white radiance flashed.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish—"

The grass before him, up to ten meters away, was completely uprooted, as if a lawnmower had ravaged the area, leaving only a barren patch of mud.

[You gained insight into a nameless sword technique during your sword practice. Melee Combat Experience +998]



[You gained insight into a nameless sword technique during your sword practice. Observation Experience +1182]



[Melee Combat upgraded to Lv4 (657/1200)]



[Observation upgraded to Lv6 (113/3000)]



Xueheng's silvery-white eyes fixed on the sword in his hand.

"A sword technique that executes the will of Heaven?"

"No, I am Heaven itself."

"The sword I wield is the will of Heaven—the Heavenly Will Sword."

His silvery-white eyes, devoid of emotion, resembled those of a god who ruled over the fates of all creatures.

...

(End of Chapter)

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