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Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Lu Ye placed a hand on the hilt of his sheathed saber hitched to his waist as he stood at the square outside the main audience hall of the Summit of Fortitude. Overhead, the standard bearing the golden motif of a flame woven on a bloody red field snapped in the winds as he looked on with a vacant and taciturn look on his face. Facing him was…
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Lu Ye spent some time tidying up the training chambers, weeding the hedges outside in the compound before he finally found one which he liked and stepped inside.
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Lu Ye’s journey into achieving the Fifth-Order of the Spirit Creek Realm did not come without all the many battles which he had survived with the help of his saber. It was such a modal of fighting that, not only had he grown accustomed to, but also defined the path that he had decided upon a long time ago.
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys But the reunion wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. A monstrous eagle of gigantic size was towering over Amber, and it was eyeing the tiger as if deciding if the tiger was food!
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Lu Ye’s injuries had almost fully healed by the seventh day. A feat that could not have been possible without Shui Yuan’s skillful hands.
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys Grand Master of the Crimson Blood Sect, Tang Yifeng, knew little about the life of his young student in the Battlefield, but he saw with his own eyes the many cuts, abrasions, lacerations, and bruises that mottled the body of the sixteen-or-so-year-old, Lu Ye, when Shui Yuan was dressing his wounds. He did not neglect to note that several of the wounds could have killed Lu Ye.
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys In the vast and boundless darkness, an eddy swirled. It grew wider and larger, spreading further and faster, and something stirred.
Translator: TheBrokenPen Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys The bloody Battle of Goldentip finally came to its curtain call. With thousands of Cultivators from both opposing factions acting as witnesses, Lu Ye of the Crimson Blood Sect, a Cultivator of the Fifth-Order of the Spirit Creek Realm had defeated all forty-three opponents who challenged him, including the incumbent Sacred Child of Cult Blackfyre who had deliberately mutilated her own Spiritual Point to fulfill the requirements to step…
