On the Pan Mountain Raceway, three fast-riding horses galloped over the blue bricks, racing with the wind, crossing Juelong Ridge, and heading into the river.

These three tall horses are all Core Formation demon beasts, divine steeds of extraordinary nature, running alongside each other. When they emerged from the mist, the setting sun seemed to burn open the horizon, illuminating a grove with clarity, the mountains covered in dazzling red leaves. The knights on horseback couldn’t help but rein in their mounts to admire this unusual spectacle with a sigh of awe.

Leading the group was a young boy of about ten years, with red lips and white teeth, perfectly arched eyebrows, and a face like powdered dough. His hair fell perfectly over his forehead and down to his shoulders as he wore a white robe. Upon seeing the scene, he couldn’t hold back,

"This is it! We’ve finally reached Guangxia Mountain! Father! Mother! I’ll go ahead and scout the path!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Watching him spur his horse ahead into the woods, a couple behind him smiled with amusement,

"Cheng’er is too impatient and must be tempered, or he’ll surely cause trouble."

"Ha ha, he’s just a young man. Besides, Beichen Sword Sect is famous throughout the world, and it’s natural to have a yearning for the path."

The wife, a beautiful woman disguised in men’s attire and carrying a package, watched her son ride far ahead and felt worried. She couldn’t help but complain,

"Do you think the fortune teller was deceiving us?

We’re all outer disciples of Taiyi Mountain, your family is the General’s family of Dui Country, and my family has an ancestor in the mountains in retreat. We live without worry in Dui State.

Why should we abandon our home and travel thousands of miles to send Cheng’er to Nine Yin Mountain to apprentice and evade disaster?"

The man, who was built robustly with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a white face, and moustache, possessed a realm of Golden Core Perfection, yet was capable of protecting his wife and child as they roamed the world. He listened to his wife’s complaints and chuckled bitterly,

"Lady, you also know that the mountain has strict rules and many paths to navigate. It takes generations to rise just for entry-level exams. Five Arts can be learned anywhere.

Besides, what he said wasn’t wrong. Taiyi Mountain faces the strategic pass every time the Blood Talisman Demon Sect invades the Central Plains. My Taiyi Mountain has always been the first hit. Now, with heroes vying for supremacy and the world fracturing, the Western Regions Demon Sect becomes more restless, the Immortal Alliance prepares for war. It seems certain that a bloody battle is unavoidable.

If those Demon Heads unleash the Ten Extremes Formation, raising a Boundless Blood Sea, won’t lives be lost? We won’t escape either. My family stands guard over West River; dying on the battlefield is fine, but I can’t fight enemies at ease without ensuring your safety.

The Sect Leader of Nine Yin Sword Sect is an extraordinary genius and a supreme Sword Immortal. Cheng’er has talents uncommon to heaven, and surely has the opportunity to enter the Mystic Sect.

You can first study in Nine Yin Mountain for a while to avoid this disaster. If you can inherit the Nine Luminaries True Transmission in part, when you return to the mountain competition, you can still join."

The woman sighed, hugging the package with a face full of worry,

"You’re right. I heard the elder say our family once had a relative, now reincarnated in Hidden Sword Manor. I hope to speak of past relations, if she’s willing to look after us, I wouldn’t need to stay there, and I’d return to guard the mountain with you, live and die together..."

"Lady..."

These two were caught up in many thoughts, comforting each other. The young knight ahead was also excited, unrestrained by the sea of red maple before him, he was overwhelmed with emotion,

"Finally, finally I’m back!

In my past life, I failed to enter the Immortal Sect! This life, with youthful opportunity, I reborn into a Cultivation Family! Consumed Immortal Herbs Ganoderma! Enlightened by an Immortal! Awakened to past and present lives!

With family support! Protected by Great Treasure! Golden Core within sight! Firmer foundational strength than my time at Marquis Mansion! No longer a weakling to be bullied!

This life I will certainly enter Sword Immortal Sect! Become a Sword Immortal of a generation! Master supreme Divine Skills! Avenge my Luu Family’s blood feud! Hmm?"

The young knight had just ridden into the Maple Forest when he suddenly noticed someone in the woods.

Looking carefully, he saw a thief monk, bone-thin and shifty-eyed, wandering around the forest acting suspiciously. He held a bamboo pole, digging and poking around, sketching and drawing, seemingly searching beneath the maple trees. There were many excavated pits nearby, and heaps of gold and silver jewelry scattered, freshly emerged from the ground—grave robbing in broad daylight.

The youth’s sharp eyes spotted a sword bag under a maple tree next to the monk. A long sword with radiant brilliance peeked out, an unmistakable rare treasure. He immediately perked up, thinking it was dug out by the monk, and shouted out loud,

"Hey, bald donkey! Put the sword down!"

The monk heard and was startled, looking around then pointed to himself, indicating?

But the youth could no longer contain himself, urged his horse forward,

"What boldness! Stealing from the Sword Sect! Watch me teach you a lesson!"

The youth was skilled in riding, horse and rider moving as one, he charged attempting to force the monk back and twisted his waist, apes’ arms reaching for the sword bag.

But the monk’s movement technique was even faster, suddenly flashed on the ground like a ghost, a whirlwind rose up, his bamboo staff "bang bang" striking twice, hitting the heart core of the divine steed knocking it off balance. One hit it flipped the surprised youth off his horse with a scream, tumbling to the ground.