Faceted Jade a.k.a Carven Jade [ENG Translation]

CHAPTER 9

A secret realm was a small world created using a unique formation. Some secret realms were the ancient great powers' resting places, while others served as training grounds for sects' disciples. Most sects typically had one or two secret realms at their disposal, and depending on how challenging they were, secret realms had various levels.

Rumor has it that the Xuanji Secret Realm was a secret realm given to the Golden Light Temple back in the day by Sword Master Ye Lan, but it was incredibly perilous and unsuitable for sect training. Hence, everyone suspected that the Xuanji Secret Realm was Ye Lan's final resting place and that it held his lifelong treasures.

Yunze's cultivation heyday was pioneered by Ye Lan. Ye Lan cultivated as an ordinary mortal to become a Sword Master and attained the Eternal Sword in the past, when demonic creatures were powerful and demonic cultivation was rampant. It was only after the total exile and sealing of the demon cultivators that Yunze was able to enjoy the heyday of cultivation. He allegedly possessed the art of Adversarial Qi Movement and a plethora of magic weapons; therefore, the Xuanji Secret Realm, which was said to be his final resting place, must have been strewn with magic weapons in everyone's imagination.

Fu Changling thought the same thing in his previous life, until he actually entered the Xuanji Secret Realm.

He had vague recollections of how he got to the Xuanji Secret Realm-he tripped and fell straight into it while fleeing the Shangguan Clan at the time. A strong gust of wind blew over and injured his eyes as soon as he entered the secret realm, and when he fell to the ground afterwards, he couldn't see anything.

It was bitterly cold and desolate that day, and it was snowing heavily. He was alone; his vision was hazy, and only vague shadows were discernible before his eyes. He trudged around in the vast and thick snow in search of a way out, but he soon ran into some goblins and thought he was going to die when the vicious goblins grabbed him and tore at his flesh. At that very moment, a sword came flying through the air, sweeping away all the goblins around him, and he could hear them fleeing in all directions. It wasn't long before the surroundings fell silent, leaving only the rustling of falling snow.

He was propping himself up to sit up when he heard footsteps on the snow behind him. When he turned his head towards the sound, all he could make out was a shadowy figure. That person appeared to be wearing a jade guān and had a tall, lean, and slender build. "Fu clansman?" he finally spoke out after staring at Fu Changling for quite a while.

Fu Changling was unable to speak. Blood flowed from his eyes and slid down his fair as jade face as he looked up at him, and then he heard the person say, "You haven't lifted the Mute Spell, and you can't see?"

Fu Changling nodded as the other person squatted down, and then he felt a warm trickle over his eyes. A moment later, the bleeding from his eyes stopped, and a pair of warm hands grabbed hold of his and helped him to his feet. "I'm not good at healing, but don't be afraid. I'll get you out of here." Having said this, the other person placed the scabbard of a sword in his hands.

The scabbard was made of white jade, which appeared even colder in the midst of this heavy snow. Fu Changling held one end of the sword and heard the person in front of him say, "Hold on to my sword, and I'll lead the way for you."

And so he gripped the sword and followed him ahead.

As he walked ahead of him, Fu Changling could make out the person's figure from behind. He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and a hair guān, and from behind, his figure appeared to be extremely slender, similar to the thousands of sword cultivators in Yunze's cultivation circle, yet with a few differences.

He wanted to ask the other person his name, but he couldn't speak, and as if he knew what was on his mind, the other person said calmly, "I am Yan Ming."