Chapter 35
At Yun Jian Peak of the Wanjian (Myriad Sword) Sect, a young girl sat cross-legged atop a boulder.
Before her floated a crystalline longsword, transparent and gleaming. The blade, three feet long, bore water-like engravings in a tassel pattern. Though simple in design, the sword emanated an extraordinary beauty in its simplicity.
The girl’s name was Xu Xue’nuo.
The sword was called Qingming.
“Clear as pristine water, refined like ancient inscriptions.”
Many within the Myriad Sword Sect believed the name Qingming symbolized these qualities, perfectly aligning with the sword’s aesthetic and essence.
Yet in truth, the name “Qingming” had no such profound meaning. It merely stemmed from two names.
Qingming’s blade exuded a gentle white light, but the air within twenty meters of the sword was filled with sharp, piercing sword energy, completely contrary to the softness of its glow.
Tiny crystalline snowflakes flaked off Qingming’s blade bit by bit, sharpening its edge further, much like a cultivator purging impurities from their body during the body refinement stage.