Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 1: The Supreme Sword Master, with full talent!
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles northwest, lies Caomiao Village. The entire village is home to just over forty households. Besides farming, the villagers also go up the mountain to chop firewood, trading it for silver from the Qingyun Sect to make a living.

On weekdays, villagers often saw disciples of the Qingyun Sect flying in the sky. Such unusual sights made the villagers admire the Qingyun Sect deeply. The Qingyun Sect had always taken care of the surrounding people and was indeed very kind to the villagers.

"I've been in this world for thirteen years already. It's really unrealistic to think about it."

The speaker was a handsome young man, seemingly only twelve or thirteen years old. His name was Chen Qiye. Due to some irresistible circumstances, he had strangely traveled to the world of Zhu Xian and became a member of Cao Miao Village.

Chen Qiye was filled with anxiety. He knew that Cao Miao Village was about to face catastrophic destruction. The mere thought of the bloody scene sent chills down his spine. But he was just an ordinary teenager. What could he do in this world of Zhu Xian, where immortals and demons roamed everywhere?

[Ding, the Sword Dao Supreme System is loading...]

Chen Qiye was stunned at first when he heard this sudden voice, but then a surge of ecstasy surged in his heart: "There actually is a system! The 'golden finger' that time travelers must have finally arrived!"

[Ding, the Sword Supreme system has been loaded. The novice gift pack has been distributed. Do you want to claim it?]

Chen Qiye said silently in his heart without hesitation: "Receive it!"

[Ding, the novice gift pack has been opened. Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Innate Sword Dao Holy Body Dao Embryo, "Kendo General Principles", Immortal Sword Old Sword Articles, and Supreme Sword Intent! ]

"A sword mother who kills people indiscriminately below the fifteenth level? I had no choice before, but now I have a choice, system, fusion reward." Chen Qiye's mouth corners couldn't help but rise slightly. With such a configuration, as long as he doesn't do anything stupid in the early stage, he will be able to beat everything in the later stage.

[Ding, the Xiantian Sword Dao Saint Body and Dao Fetus are fusing...]

[Ding, the Supreme Sword Intent is being comprehended...]

[Ding, "Kendo Principles" is being integrated...]

[Ding, the Immortal Sword Master is establishing contact with the host...]

At the same moment, in his sea of ​​consciousness, a tall figure hovered in mid-air, its snow-white sleeves moving without a breeze. The figure landed gently and walked towards Chen Qiye. With every step, her face became clearer.

As the distance between them closed, Chen Qiye finally got a clear look at the person before him. She was a graceful, elegant woman, her every move exuding elegance and grace. The radiant sword energy that lingered around her was intimidating.

"Are you the Fairy Sister?" Chen Qiye asked with his head tilted.

The woman finally stopped within a meter of Chen Qiye. She bent down slightly, gazing into his clear eyes. She spoke softly, "I've waited eight thousand years, and finally, I've found you. Your cultivation talent is rare in this world. What's your name?"

"My name is Chen Qiye." Chen Qiye nodded and replied.

The woman smiled suddenly and knelt on one knee. Even then, she only tilted her head slightly, just to meet Chen Qiye's gaze. "Okay, from today on, Chen Qiye, you are my second and final master. Please repeat the oath with me, okay?" As she finished speaking, she extended a palm and held it in front of Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye nodded slightly, stretched out a hand, and gently put it together with the woman's.

The woman closed her eyes and said slowly: "The way of heaven is collapsing. I, Chen Qiye, have only one sword. I can move mountains, break rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress evil spirits, command gods, pluck stars, destroy cities and open up the sky!" "The way of heaven is collapsing. I, Chen Qiye, have only one sword. I can move mountains, break rivers, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress evil spirits, command gods, pluck stars, destroy cities and open up the sky!" Chen Qiye also closed his eyes and silently followed the woman.

"Well, that's great. By the way, the name 'Fairy Sister' really suits my taste..."

Ding, the fusion of the Innate Sword Saint Body and Dao Fetus is complete! The host's physical fitness has been comprehensively improved, the speed of perceiving the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has increased a hundredfold, and the sword comprehension has become extraordinary and holy!

[Ding, the unique sword intent has been comprehended successfully! The host has grasped the true meaning of the sword way, and has a direct understanding of the essence of sword moves. The sword is naturally majestic, making the opponent feel awe!]

Ding, the "General Principles of Kendo" have been integrated! The host has mastered the core of Kendo and can unleash any sword technique to a power beyond its original power, creating sword moves at will!

When Chen Qiye woke up from his sleep, three full days had passed. The scorching sun shone on his face, bringing a hint of warmth.

Chen Qiye slowly opened his eyes, feeling his mind clear and his body filled with unprecedented strength. He just moved his muscles slightly, and his bones made a series of crisp popping sounds.

"System, is my current qualification considered top-notch?" Chen Qiye asked silently.

Silence, deathly silence. For a long time, Chen Qiye did not hear any response from the system. He called "system" several times in succession, but there was still no movement.

"Damn it, so the system just untied the connection after giving out the rewards?" Chen Qiye shook his head with a wry smile. He swore that this was the first time he had seen a system that allowed the host to play a single-player game alone.

"Forget it, let's go back to the village first." Chen Qiye stood up, patted the dust off his body, and walked towards Cao Miao Village.

As he was walking, Chen Qiye felt something was wrong. At this time of the day, the villagers should have gotten up, started a fire, and cooked, and there should be people walking around in the village, but at this moment, there was not a single person in sight, and there was a faint smell of blood.

At the same time, Chen Qiye also noticed Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu who also walked in from outside the village.

Chen Qiye's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart like a tide. He quickened his pace and ran towards the village. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu also looked puzzled. After looking at each other, they followed Chen Qiye closely.

The three of them soon arrived at the village entrance. By then, the bloody smell was extremely strong. At a glance, Cao Miao Village was in a mess. Every house was stained with blood inside and outside. In the center of the village, the bodies of more than 40 households were lying on the open ground. Their bodies were lying in all directions in twisted postures. Some had their eyes wide open, with fear and despair still on their faces, as if they had suffered extreme fear in the last moment of their lives.

The blood on the ground had long since dried up, appearing a strange dark red in the early morning light. It was intertwined with the surrounding destroyed houses and scattered farm tools, forming a tragic picture.

Chen Qiye's eyes widened in horror, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably. His mind was blank. Although he had expected this, when this scene actually appeared before his eyes, the impact almost made him collapse. Chen Qiye's legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Xiaofan's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his hair with both hands. Tears flowed uncontrollably, as if he was unable to accept the cruel reality before him.

Lin Jingyu's face was also as pale as paper. He bit his lips so hard that they bled, and his body was trembling slightly with anger and grief.

(End of this chapter)