Bichen Sword Novels & Stories

The heraldic crest was unknown to me. The stranger went to the smith and started looking at the swords that were displayed there. He was searching for a specific sword, light weighted. The sword he carried was mix between a saber and a sword. The hilt and the cross-guard were that of a sword-simple but elegant. The blade was curved. Because of its length the stranger carried the sword on his back. "None of them are the one I search," the strange said. "Wait, stranger, I think I have one…" the smith went into the shop, after a few minutes he returned holding a blade in his hand. "I think it is Dwarven made."

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! What is that sword!? Why is his chance of victory dropped like that? Feng Jutian thought in his heart as he considered the full retreat option. But before that, he needs to know about the sword in Tian Xiulan's hand. [System, scan the sword in her hand.] He commands. [Scanning…] [Scan Complate] Data Weapon type: Sword Name: Bai Lan Grade: Half-Immortal

She waved her right hand, sending the hair strands hurtling towards me. I vaulted backward, just as the rope vanished from my grasp. Swiftly, I drew both my hands to wield my pair of weapons – a road sabre slashing sword and a cutlass sword with a straight or slightly curved blade, sharpened to its keen edge. Memories of my childhood friend Apolo, a skilled swordsmith, flooded my mind. He had always favored this type of sword.

“Your papa wasn’t happy that you fought Diormid.” Rachael’s eyes darkened from the light gold to an amber hue. “My father despairs of ever making a lady of me. He’s not impressed with my skills as a warrior.” “I’m impressed,” Gretchen said shyly. Rachael smiled again and took Gretchen by the hand. “Would you like to touch the hilt of my sword?” Gretchen’s eyes rounded and her mouth dropped open. “Could I?” Rachael guided her hand down until it hovered over the jewel-encrusted hilt of the sword. “ ’Tis smaller than a normal sword. ’Tis lighter, too. Makes it easier for me to wield it.”