Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 663 - 264 Curtain Call (6400 words combined in 2 parts)_3

"But knowing that we've made enemies, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill them? And with that last sword strike, why did you have to show them your Sword Intent?"

"And before that, even earlier, and earlier still, why did you always have to show off your swordsmanship? Are you teaching disciples? Or are you afraid that your opponents aren't skilled enough to kill you?"

Qianshan Si smiled and responded:

"Yes, I'm afraid they aren't skilled enough."

"And I'm afraid I'm not skilled enough either. If they can glean even a little from the Heavenly Mountain Sword Intent, that would be best. They would surely glean a lot, and the next time they come, it will make competing in swordsmanship interesting, otherwise it is exceedingly dull."

"As for whether they are happy or not, they are probably not happy."

"But what does that have to do with me?"

The maid suddenly felt powerless, dropped her hands, and murmured:

"But you'll die doing this, die quite young."

Qianshan Si nodded with a smile, and said:

"I know."

"But life is nothing but a great commotion. After the commotion, one must exit grandly. Having the world as one's enemy is best; tranquility is far too boring."

"I once saw a great senior, a great swordsman, a hero. In his youth, he roamed the world, spent his whole life being kind to others, and was praised by all. But when he left this world, he was over a hundred and forty years old, unable to sustain his body with his inner strength, and his internal injuries erupted."

"In the end, he had become senile as a three-year-old child, unable to recognize anyone. His dwelling was soiled and stank to the heavens. How is that a swordsman's death?"

"I don't wish to die in bed of old age, so if I could, at the peak of my life as a swordsman, when my Sword Intent is at its mightiest, and my grip on my sword is the steadiest, stand on the ground and die by a sword, that would be sweet to me."

He laughed very cheerfully.

The maid sat down against the wall, buried her head, and stayed silent for a long time before muttering, "But what if they want to kill me?"

Qianshan Si thought for a moment, then said:

"I would kneel down and beg them not to kill you."

He exaggerated on purpose, "After all, I'm number one on the Sword List, surely that's worth some face, right? Then you can take my bones back to Heavenly Mountain and just bury them in any old pit."

The young maid snorted with laughter before saying:

"What if they don't agree?"

Qianshan Si said softly:

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"Then at the very least, I can guarantee I will die before you."

"Or, you could leave now. You have all the silver with you. Find an ordinary person, then have a couple of children and live an ordinary life. That's also quite good."

After a long silence,

"I don't want that."

She seemed to realize that her words were ambiguous and her face turned slightly red. She stubbornly added, "I've told you before, I want to see for myself how you, this so-called future number one swordsman of the world, will die!"

Qianshan Si clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "Then that should be exceedingly interesting."

The elder who had lost an arm and a leg suddenly chased out the one who was following him but ended up falling into a tangled mess and was pulled up by Xie Shan, who was grinning and said:

"What do you think, am I a master or what?"

"Look at you now, all scared and weepy. Did you really think I was going to my death?"

Xie Shan retorted with his neck stiff:

"Who knows, they are so powerful, slashing out Sword Qi in two swooshes. You always need three to five layers of quilts on the mountain, and even need me to support you when you come down. How do you look like a master?"

The elder grinned, smacked Xie Shan hard on the forehead with his hand, causing Xie Shan to clutch his head and almost scream. Only after Xie Shan had recovered did the elder casually lean on his shoulder, letting him support him as they slowly walked forward, criticizing with a phrase about being unimpressive.

After only a dozen steps, Xie Shan couldn't help but grumble twice before saying:

"Qianshan Senior Brother, are you really not going to intervene?"

The elder sighed and said, "I can't intervene anymore, it's out of my hands."

"From now on, he's no longer your senior brother, and he won't return to Heavenly Mountain. In the future, he might even come to kill you."

Xie Shan was dumbfounded and said:

"Kill me? Why?! Senior Brother Qianshan is very kind..."

"Everyone on the mountain says so."

The elder chuckled and said:

"That's what they say, but you are you."

"If you practice swordsmanship, you will surely advance rapidly, so he will definitely wait for you to fully master your swordsmanship before coming to kill you, just like today."

Xie Shan opened his mouth, muttering,

"Then wouldn't Senior Brother Qianshan become a murderous lunatic? That's, that's not what the Sword Manual says. The book says the swordsman should be strong and unyielding, only those with sincere hearts can use superior sword techniques, and those with evil intents can't practice swordsmanship at all."

"And you praised him as one who could knock on the gates of Heavenly Sect!"

Xie Shan glared with anger.

The elder scoffed and said, "Nonsense, what does a sword know of good and evil? That book must have been written by that little rascal; when we get back, find him and give him a beating."

"People in Jianghu don't really have any distinction of good and evil, and neither does the sword!"