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For a short while each morning, the citadel felt almost peaceful. Adrian stepped into the open courtyard with his sword resting against his shoulder. The stone beneath his boots was cold, still damp with the night’s lingering frost. Thin mist curled along the edges of the training grounds, giving the towering walls a ghostlike appearance. He set the sword down carefully in the center of the courtyard. The weapon was enormous—nearly as tall as his shoulder and heavy enough that most soldiers struggled to lift it with both hands. Adrian lifted it easily. The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion.

One slash was enough to kill two dozen men! Kaito marched forward, slashing everyone that stood in his way. In the blink of an eye, more than fifty disciples were lying unconscious on the ground. The disciples protecting Samuel were slowly dwindling in numbers. Longmen’s higher ups and the powerful characters from the underworld felt parched at the terrifying sight. ‘He’s strong!’ ‘This Island Nation swordsman is far too strong!’ With such a straightforward killer move, nobody was able to withstand it. Tyson pressed onto his sword, his eyes twitching profusely.

After a few seconds, the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman was the first to break the silence. "Of course, when I say I won't kill you, I’ll keep my word," said Lucas.

He was in a sorry state. He stood up and looked at James. Stunned, he asked, “What sword technique is this?” James smiled faintly and said, “This is One.” It was One of the Polaris Sword Art, an amalgamation of a thousand sword techniques. This bizarre sword technique was different from the Fourteen Heavenly Swords. The only similarity they shared was that they were extremely terrifying. “One?” The Spirit Master froze. “What sword technique is this?” James said, “It’s a sword technique I created.”

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

Thus, it was understandable why Severin would be surprised that Myles was only ranked ninth in the Top Swordsman ranking. Seeing Severin's shock, Yaacob slowly explained, "Severin, you shouldn't underestimate the Top Swordsman ranking. Only those who understand the swordwill and the genius of swordsmanship can be on the list! Even Radyn Kohl, who is now known as the number one swordsman in Seventh Mountain and ranked seventh on the sect's Prodigy Ranking, is still not on the list."

Copyright ©️ 2026 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions. Technically, she isn’t under any obligation to report my movements. That is just gossip, but the new future Luna might try to retaliate. My sister isn’t afraid of her and she knows that our bloodline is clearly strong enough to equal the leaders if I was the Goddess-chosen future Luna. With that thought, I smile and step out of the front door. My first stop will be the elementary school, my favorite place.

This was also the first time he saw such delicate swordplay. "Under the heavens, this sword knows no equal. It is peerless, and crafted by the Sword God, Kiru himself! A flimsy attack like that wouldn't even scratch me," Jasper gloated. Warren then realized that he gravely underestimated his opponent. He heard bells ringing in his ear. It felt like the bells signaled his impending doom.

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

It was just him and me now, bound by the code. I straightened, my eyes locked on his. He didn’t speak, didn’t even move, but I could feel the intensity of his gaze through the shadow of his hood. My fingers tightened around the hilt of my sword as I prepared to draw it again. The duel had begun, and there was no turning back. The swordsman moved like a shadow, his blade slicing through the air with almost perfect precision. His face was masked from the nose down, leaving only his eyes visible… like an assassin.