Walker Of The Worlds Chapter 2971– A Quiet Blade Before the Storm

Chapter 2971: A Quiet Blade Before the Storm

The feast had faded into memory, a roaring echo of laughter, music, and blazing swordlight that now felt far away.

The tournament grounds were silent.

The disciples were recovering, the elders preparing.

And Lin Mu?

He stood alone atop Wind Whisper Ridge, the highest natural peak on the sect grounds other than Mount Sky Sever itself.

It was where the winds blew like the whispers of ancient swordsmen. His sleeves rustled faintly in the breeze, but he stood unmoving, gazing at the moon above—a silver disc suspended in the deep dark sky, like a blade waiting to be unsheathed.

The Path of the Sealed Sword would open in a week.

That was what the elders had told him.

Mount Sky Sever had become forbidden area after the end of the tournament. No disciples were allowed there. Not even junior elders could enter it without permission.

The formations were being realigned. The ancient seals reinforced. Even the qi pathways within the sect were being subtly redirected to feed into Mount Sky Sever, where the sword path slumbered like a divine beast waiting to test the worthy.

The amount of energy needed to open the Path of Sealed Swords was immense. And as the energy provided to it increased, so did the ambient Sword Intent on Mount Sky Sever. It was so intense that even the Elders had to surround themselves in their own sword intent or they risked being cut apart by the mountains sword intent.

If a disciple even got within a few meters of its base, he would find himself bleeding from his orifices. Due to this, an entire area around a kilometer of the mountain was now sealed.

But for now as the preparations were underway, Lin Mu was asked to rest.

To prepare.

And so, he rested—not by sleeping, but by sinking deep into his thoughts.

He pondered over the Sword and the stillness that accompanied it.

"I have come far," he whispered to himself, voice low.Correct content is on f re(e)w eb.novel.(c)o.m

"But I feel no pride."

He sat down on the stone platform at the cliff's edge, the cold rock pressing against him. Before him, clouds drifted beneath the ridge, and the stars glimmered in reflection upon their soft curves.

He reached into his robes and pulled out Afternoon Pine, resting it on his knees.

It had been forged in simplicity, yet cut through the strongest techniques. It resonated with him like a brother, not a weapon.

Then he drew out Ocean Raker, still wrapped in azure light even while dormant. Its wild nature felt like a tide he rode, not one he commanded. Yet somehow, it too obeyed him.

Two swords. Two halves of him.

One honed through stillness.

The other through struggle.

He looked down at his hands—steady, unscarred, though they had blocked countless attacks, grasped fallen allies, spilled blood.

His fingers flexed slowly.

His thoughts drifted further.

"Sword Intent... Sword Qi... Sword Path."

"What does it mean to me?"

He recalled the words of Elder Yan Dao—spoken with reverence after their duel.

"You've reached heights with the blade most only dream of. And yet... I feel like you're still searching for something."

It was true.

His Boundless Dominator Physique was nearly impervious now. His cultivation base though not high in the usual sense, was still higher than most elders in depth. His Sword Intent was nearing perfection.

But it wasn't enough.

There was still an edge that hadn't been sharpened.

A truth at the heart of his blade that hadn't been named.

He remembered the looks in the disciples' eyes when they fought him.

Some were afraid.

Others were inspired.

Many were humbled.

But a few—

—a precious few, burned with the fire to rise even higher.

That, he thought, was the true reward of his time as examiner.

Not the fights.

Not the praise.

But the sparks of will he had ignited.

He had faced a hundred different swords... and with each one, something inside him had grown clearer.

The sword was not about overwhelming force alone.

It was about purpose.

Clarity.

Direction.

Understanding this, Lin Mu took a week to breathe

In the following days, Lin Mu remained mostly alone.

He declined visitors politely.

He ate sparingly, meditated deeply, and spent hours seated before a waterfall where the sound of crashing water helped him focus on the flow of qi within his dantian.

He trained slowly—no displays of might, no eruptions of sword light. Just movements. Deliberate. Patient. Perfected.

Sometimes Meng Bai would come to check on him, standing quietly in the distance, understanding that this was not a time for words.

Only the wind and the sound of a blade cutting empty space.

Even the elders—who watched from afar—remarked that Lin Mu seemed more like a temple monk than a cultivator of war.

And yet, they could sense it.

Something within him was condensing.

Not his qi.

Not his strength.

But something deeper.

A Question of Self.

On the sixth day, Lin Mu stared at the still surface of a pond beneath the starlight.

He touched his reflection with a finger, the ripples distorting his face.

"Who am I now?"

A sword cultivator?

A Buddhist wanderer?

A bearer of legacies not meant to be his?

Or something else?

He remembered the Silent Lotus Temple, the gentle serenity of its ancient halls. He remembered the flames of the battlefield, the screams of his enemies, and the weight of the two swords he now carried.

Even the bow, Wonder Seeker that had not seen blood for a long time now.

He was both peace and war.

He was the blade that prayed.

And perhaps...

Perhaps that was enough.

When the sun rose on the seventh day, a sect messenger approached Wind Whisper Ridge.

He bowed deeply.

"Honored Guest Lin Mu. The Path of the Sealed Sword will open at high noon."

"The Grand Elder awaits."

Lin Mu rose from the stone seat slowly.

He sheathed his swords with a quiet click, and the wind picked up around him as if to carry his steps forward.

"Then let the sword be tested," he murmured.

"And the self refined."

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