Chapter 11 The Young Swordsman

On the official road, a carriage sped along, followed closely by a young man who relied on his cultivation to leap and shift, keeping pace.

It was an odd sight. The man behind was clearly a martial artist, and a highly skilled one at that. In this ordinary kingdom, few could match him. Combined with his youthful appearance, everyone could guess that he must have come from a great power.

As for those in the carriage, no martial energy could be sensed from them at all. The servants were merely mortals. Many martial artists glanced sideways at them along the way, but they couldn't figure out the reason.

"Whoa--"

Beside the official road was a teahouse. Travelers on the road often stopped there to rest. Jiang Xuan's carriage also stopped there, and he entered the teahouse.

Seeing this, the young man didn't follow. He simply sat cross-legged under an ancient tree in the distance, waiting quietly.

He had been chasing the carriage for more than three months. The other party had never driven him away or paid him any attention. But the words spoken three months ago seemed to have opened his eyes to a new world.

He didn't believe a mortal could have such abilities. Moreover, it was impossible for a mortal to be followed by a Ningmai stage martial artist for months without reacting, not even bothering to acknowledge him, simply letting him follow.

"Tap, tap..."

Just as he was sitting in meditation, a sound of footsteps rang out. A gray-clad servant ran out of the teahouse, heading straight for him.

"Young hero, my master invites you to the teahouse for a chat." The servant was straightforward. After following Jiang Xuan for several months, they naturally sensed Jiang Xuan's extraordinary nature.

For people like them, the most important thing was discernment; otherwise, if they offended someone important, no one would help them.

In their view, Jiang Xuan was an important figure, and a mysterious one at that. After all, they had seen this young man take action months ago. His strength went without saying. In their opinion, even the experts in the big cities were far from being a match for the young man before them.

Yet such a lofty martial artist only dared to follow their carriage cautiously, not daring to disturb them in the slightest, which was enough to show that Jiang Xuan was no ordinary person.

"He wants to see me?" The young man was shocked, but then overjoyed. After several months, this moment had finally arrived.

"Please lead the way!" Without another word, the young man stood up and followed the servant into the teahouse, to the private room where Jiang Xuan was.

Jiang Xuan was sitting by the window, with a cup of tea in front of him. Seeing the servant bringing the young man in, he simply waved his hand calmly, signaling the servant to leave.

"Come, sit." Jiang Xuan looked at the young man and smiled faintly. To be willing to spend months following him for a single sentence, this guy truly had a belief in the sword that was hard for ordinary people to match.

"Yes." Jiang Boyun cupped his fist in salute, and then walked to the opposite side of Jiang Xuan and sat down slowly.

"As the number one disciple of the Sword Sect of the Seven Mysteries Valley, do you think it's worth spending months of cultivation time for a single sentence?" Jiang Xuan looked at him with a smile and asked directly.

Jiang Boyun was a direct descendant of the Sword Sect of the Seven Mysteries Valley, and the number one disciple of this generation. He possessed a Sword Spirit Body. Although he couldn't be considered a born Sword Immortal or Sword Saint, he did indeed have a talent in the sword that others couldn't match.

For such a person, a few months was enough time for him to take a big step forward, but he had spent months for Jiang Xuan's words.

Hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Jiang Boyun was slightly shocked. The person before him really knew his identity. Immediately, the respect in his heart deepened. After a moment of silence, he replied, "It's worth it!"

"That day, Senior only gave this junior a word of guidance, which benefited me greatly. I even felt as if I saw a road leading to the heavens. How could this junior miss it? If I missed it, I would regret it for the rest of my life," Jiang Boyun said. He had great ambitions and unwavering faith, but he lacked a path to the peak of martial arts.

Born in the lower realm, his vision was destined to never see the true peak of martial arts. He also didn't have the great luck of Lin Ming, born to meet the tribulation, carrying the mandate of heaven. In the end, he would naturally disappear into the long river of time, without even causing a ripple.

Hearing his words, Jiang Xuan nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked again, "In martial arts, what are your goals?"

Without even thinking, Jiang Boyun's tone was firm and powerful, "My goal is very clear, that is to pursue the ultimate of the sword!"

"Relying only on your little Sword Spirit Body?" Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, revealing his constitution in one word. In Jiang Xuan's view, this constitution was nothing special. He could easily deduce thousands of constitutions stronger than it.

"No! I rely on my heart that will never admit defeat!" Jiang Boyun's tone was firm, and his words rang out clearly, "This junior knows that there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. There are countless people in this world with higher talents than me, and countless more with better resources than me!"

"I also know that my vision is limited, and I may never see the ultimate of the sword, but I will still continue to move forward. I don't need to really reach the ultimate of the sword, it is enough for me to reach the ultimate that I can reach!"

"Because as long as I can reach an ultimate, my vision will be broader, and I will be able to see higher peaks of sword dao. Then I can climb again, constantly repeating, constantly moving forward!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but nod, but he said, "The martial path is vast and endless. Among the martial artists in the world, many give up halfway, many drift with the tide, many are just empty talk, countless make grand ambitions, but how many can persevere?"

"You followed me for one hundred and thirteen days because of a single word, but in the endless years, before the vast martial dao, this amount of time is not even a drop in the ocean. If you really want to climb that sword mountain and see the peak of the sword dao, you have to let me see your determination."

In Jiang Xuan's eyes, obscure divine patterns were intertwined. If he didn't want to, no one could detect it here. No one knew that this world had already changed.

Before Jiang Boyun's eyes, everything also began to change. He seemed to see a sword dao mountain rising from the ground, and above that peak, there was a supreme divine light, scattering endless sword intent, endless and infinite.

He could see the shadows of all sword techniques in it. Where the divine mountain was, everything turned into a vast ocean of sword intent.

"The sword dao is endless, but one of its peaks is right before your eyes. As long as you can climb this divine mountain, I will pass it on to you."

Jiang Xuan's voice resounded in the world, like heavenly music falling, deafening and echoing in people's hearts.

Jiang Boyun looked at the divine mountain before him. On the countless peaks, there were the peaks he pursued. He didn't stop for a moment, climbing up, one step, one sword intent, one step, one splendor.

Each stone step contained a vast sword intent, resonating with his sword dao heart, and reflecting with his Sword Spirit Body.

The holy land of the sword dao was none other than this. Even the most powerful forces in the world absolutely did not have such means.

Jiang Boyun couldn't imagine what kind of existence this "accidentally" encountered wealthy young master was, pointing directly to the sword dao with a single word, and determining the peak with a single sentence.

With unimaginable power, he directly allowed him to see a peak of the sword dao, allowing him to see the great dao he had been pursuing in his heart!