"Senior, I'd like to thank you again for stopping me before." Yuan mumbled in a dumbfounded voice after the Sword Graveyard's fury ended.
"..."
Tian Suyin was still in a state of shock, so she didn't hear him.
"I think that was our cue to leave. It's been two weeks, anyway." Tian Yanyu said.
"Oh, about that… I would actually like to stay a little longer." Yuan then said.
"Really? How long?" Tian Suyin immediately snapped out of her daze.
As terrifying as what had happened was, it wasn't enough to deter her from the Sword Graveyard, as she has yet to gain anything from it.
"I can't say for sure. How about another two weeks for now?" Yuan said after a moment of pondering.
Tian Suyin and her daughter agreed.
After their decision, they returned to the Sword Graveyard. The other cultivators also made their way back to their respective positions, but with a sense of unease grasping their heart. Their movements were stiff and careful, caused by a newfound hesitation and a growing apprehension of the unfathomable power that lay hidden within the swords.
Unsurprisingly, Tian Suyin returned to the Silvermoon Soulblade. The cultivators present with her purposefully distanced themselves from her, as they were also frightened of Yuan's presence.
Tian Suyin didn't complain since this gave her more breathing room, allowing her to focus more easily on the sword.
As for Tian Yanyu, she decided to try her luck on a new sword after two weeks of no progress from her previous sword, even going for a lower grade sword.
Yuan wanted to go back to studying the swords as well, but he has yet to resolve his problem regarding the lack of time in this place.
'Hmm… What should I do?' He continued to ponder but to no avail.
In the end, he decided to only study the swords that resonated with him the most.
The first sword was a mere Heaven-grade sword.
"Heavenly Ice Sword…"
Yuan mumbled its name as he sat before it.
The sword emitted a chilling aura, and as it brushed past him, Yuan felt a sudden, inexplicable shiver race down his spine.
Then, his earliest memories with this sword began appearing inside his head. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
A woman stood before him. She was stunningly beautiful with a commanding presence that made her hard to ignore. She has sharp, angular features that gave her an almost sculpted appearance, and a cool, unapproachable demeanor that only adds to her allure.
Her eyes were piercing and seemed to have the ability to see through even Heaven itself, their light blue color perfectly complementing her pale, flawless complexion. Her lips are full and perfectly shaped, but one glance and anyone could tell that she rarely smiled.
Despite her cool exterior, there was a sense of overwhelming strength to her gaze that suggested she was not someone to be trifled with, and in her grasp was the Heavenly Ice Sword.
"Why are you here?" The beauty asked him in a nonchalant voice.
"Your family is worried sick after your sudden disappearance, so they asked me to find you."
"Out of the millions of people they could've asked for help, they decided to ask for your help? I don't buy it."
Yuan chuckled, "If you don't believe me, you can go back to your family and ask them with me."
The beauty suddenly unsheathed her sword and pointed its cold blade at him.
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