CHAPTER 1

The Heavenly Saber

Chapter 001 Son Of Sin

The world is divided into five regions, namely, the east, south, west, north, and middle regions. In addition, there was the East Sea to the east of the Eastern Region, the Southern Wilderness to the south, the Western Desert to the west, and the Northern Plains to the north.

This was the general picture of the world.

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The Lianyun Mountain Range was the largest mountain range in the Southern Domain. Because it was located at the border between Lianzhou and Yunzhou, it got its name.

The mountain range stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers, and the farthest reaches the Central Region. From afar, it looked like a giant dragon sleeping on the ground. There were countless peaks in the mountain range that reached into the clouds, like a sky that divided the earth into two halves.

It was precisely the so-called "one side nourishes the other side of the mountain range." On the outskirts of the mountain range, there were humans living near mountains and rivers, gathering together to form a tribe. These tribes had different customs and habits. One of them was a tribe whose people worshipped a Heavenly Saber. As time passed, the people of the world called it the Heavenly Saber Tribe.

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Today was the Heavenly Saber Tribe's annual sacrificial day. Early in the morning, the entire tribe, regardless of gender or age, came to the ancestral temple to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

The ancestral temple was not big, and it seemed to be somewhat dilapidated. There were carvings of mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, insects and fish on it. It was ancient and dignified. The ancestral temple was filled with ancestral spirit tablets. In front of the temple was an ancient cauldron, two rows of bell and drum instruments, and a huge boulder.

Further ahead was a huge plaza that was already filled with people.

Incense burned in the cauldron, and the instrument played an ancient sacrificial tune. On the giant rock, there was a knife stabbed into it.

This saber was the legendary Heavenly Saber.

The Heavenly Saber's entire body was purple. Its body was simple and rough, but its imposing aura was formidable, causing people to look at it with fear. They did not dare to look straight at it. The people of this tribe thought that this saber was naturally raised, so they called it "Heavenly Saber", meaning that the heavens gave it to them as a gift.

Thousands of people gathered in front of the ancestral temple, but they were silent and solemn. Next, there was the process of sacrifice. The chief of the tribe walked onto the stage and chanted an ancient ritual. A group of people surrounded the cauldron and danced mysteriously. Everyone knelt on the ground and worshipped the Heavenly Saber.

After an unknown amount of time, the sacrifice had finally come to an end.

Next was the routine Saber Drawing Conference.

The so-called Saber Drawing Conference was about the Heavenly Saber. According to legend, if someone could pull out a Heavenly Saber, they would be a Heavenly Instructor. This person would wield a Heavenly Saber and sweep across the surroundings, unifying the various tribes around the Lianyun Mountain Range.

However, for hundreds of years, no one was able to pull out this Heavenly Saber.

Nowadays, the people of this tribe did not think that anyone could pull out this saber. The so-called Saber Drawing Conference had become a routine habit. Of course, they still had a little bit of hope in their hearts. What if someone really accidentally pulled it out?

More than a dozen youths walked onto the stage one by one. They were going to carry out this saber drawing ceremony.

These youths were all fifteen years old. In this tribe, fifteen years old meant that they had reached adulthood. In their entire lives, it was probably only at this moment that they had the chance to come into contact with this magical saber. Normally, no one was allowed to touch the Heavenly Saber, otherwise, it would be considered blasphemy and would be burned alive.

The first youth stepped forward and drew his saber. He was the son of the Patriarch. His name was Zarro. He was tall, burly, and extraordinarily heroic. He was already an outstanding warrior at a young age. He had a good reputation as a genius in the tribe.

His expression was arrogant and filled with confidence, as if he felt that the Heavenly Saber in front of him was already in his possession. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the saber, shouted loudly, and forcefully pulled it out! However, the Heavenly Saber did not move at all. He was unwilling and continued to try, but even if he used all his strength and all sorts of methods, he still couldn't shake it in the slightest. In the end, he could only helplessly give up.

No one laughed at him, because it was normal that he could not be pulled out.

One youth after another stepped forward to pull out his saber, and very quickly, he was defeated again. The entire process was calm and uneventful, as usual, failing without the slightest bit of surprise.

Soon, there was only one youth left on the stage.

"It's him, Son of Sin" The people below recognized the last youth and began to discuss.

"Why is he here? How can the sinner's son blaspheme the Heavenly Saber!"

"What's his name again?"

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The last young man on the stage was called Li Qing. He was quite handsome and his eyes were full of vigor. On the whole, he looked like a handsome young man.

His identity should be very special, because the people below the stage were discussing him. The gazes they looked at him were very complicated, filled with hatred, anger, and sympathy.

Of course, there was a reason for this. All of this was because of his father.

His father's name was Li Yuanlong, and he was once praised as the strongest warrior in the history of the Heavenly Saber Tribe.

Tens of years ago, the Heavenly Saber Tribe was actually just an ordinary tribe. However, Li Yuanlong's battle prowess was unparalleled. He swept through the surroundings and led the Heavenly Saber Tribe to become the strongest tribe within a few hundred kilometers.

The grand dream of unifying the periphery of the mountain range was almost realized in his hands. Unfortunately, what happened afterwards changed all of this.

Ten years ago, an incomparably powerful demonic beast attacked the tribe. Li Yuanlong fought with the demonic beast for a day and night, and eventually died on the spot. The demonic beast was severely injured, and was also surrounded and killed in the end.

In this calamity, more than half of the tribes were destroyed. Countless people died, their families were destroyed, and their lives were incomparably miserable.

Since Li Yuanlong had saved the tribe, he should be regarded as a hero of the tribe. However, the result was the opposite. He was the culprit of this calamity because someone had pointed out that he had provoked this demonic beast and attracted its attack.

Because there were many witnesses, even the Patriarch had come forward to testify, which could be considered as hard evidence. Moreover, Li Yuanlong was already dead, so there was no way to justify it. Everyone had no choice but to believe this fact.

Thus, Li Yuanlong became a sinner of the tribe.

He had brought great glory to the tribe, and also brought terrible calamity to the tribe. In the past, the clansmen worshipped him, but now they hated him as much as they could.

As for Li Qing, he became the son of a sinner, carrying the hatred and anger of his clansmen.

Now, the Son of Sin was standing on the stage, about to begin the most important moment of his life. As he listened to the discussions of the audience, a trace of bitterness flashed through his eyes. However, he immediately regained his calm and his gaze became even more determined.

"Father is not a sinner! He is a hero!" He clenched his fists tightly, and the unyielding anger in his heart gradually ignited. His father was the person he admired the most. He did not believe that his father would do anything to harm the tribe.

"This may be my only chance. I must pull out my Heavenly Saber and clear my father's grievances!"

He strode to the front of the Heavenly Saber and looked at the domineering and terrifying saber. He couldn't help but feel heroic and fearless. He suddenly had a premonition that he would definitely succeed!

He took a deep breath and calmed down. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently held the hilt of the knife. He paused for a moment, as if he was brewing strength. He suddenly exerted his strength and pulled it up!

"Come out!" His heart was roaring! He seemed to see the Heavenly Saber pulled out in an instant, emitting a dazzling light, while he held the Heavenly Saber in his hand, enjoying the admiration of everyone …

But the cruel reality shattered his illusions. The Heavenly Saber was not pulled out!

It was still stuck on the boulder, motionless, like an eternal existence, overlooking all living beings, something extraordinary people could shake.

The miracle didn't happen.

Yes, miracles don't happen so easily. After all, for hundreds of years, countless sages had advanced one after another. Among them, there was no lack of exceptionally talented and gorgeous people like Li Yuanlong. They had not been able to pull out their Heavenly Sabers. How could Li Qing have succeeded so easily?

'"Why …" Li Qing couldn't accept it. This might be his only chance. How could he give it up so easily?

"I can't give up! I must pull out my Heavenly Saber!" He kept trying, refusing to give up for a long time, even if his head was covered in sweat, even if he was exhausted...

He had tried for so long that everyone was getting impatient.

"Is he crazy?"

Everyone below the stage saw his mad demonic appearance and shouted, "Get lost! The Son of Sin actually dared to pull out his Heavenly Saber? He really overestimated himself."

Seeing this, Zaluo, the son of the patriarch, snorted contemptuously. He stepped onto the stage and stretched out his hand to pull Li Qing away.

However, at this moment, Li Qingzhuang was like a madman with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to kill someone. He was so frightened that Zarro's heart trembled and he hurriedly slapped him.

With a "pa" sound, the scene instantly quieted down. Li Qing woke up.

He was stunned for a while before suddenly realizing that he had been slapped in the face. The anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano and he roared, "An dares to humiliate me like this!" He jumped up and fought with Zarro.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. They didn't expect such a thing to happen. Seeing that the two of them were fighting, no one went forward to help. They all thought that Zarro would win. After all, he was a tribal genius and his strength was obvious to all.

However, the next scene shocked them greatly!

The two people on the stage were fighting each other. At first, they were fighting like bulls, but soon, Zarro's strength was exhausted. He retreated repeatedly and was knocked to the ground by Li Qing.

Immediately after, Li Qing twisted his hand and pressed it on the ground, unable to move. Then, he slapped his palm and punched down again, giving him a good beating!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Li Qing actually won easily?

This young man, who had been neglected by others, actually possessed such strength? He was actually even stronger than the tribal genius and son of the Patriarch, Zalo!

As expected of Li Yuanlong's son.

The patriarch was the first to react and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pull them away!" As a result, everyone woke up and rushed forward to pull the two of them away, ending the farce. At this moment, Zaluo had already been beaten into a pig's head by Li Qing.

The patriarch felt embarrassed and dissatisfied, but he only let out a "hmph" and left with a face full of resentment. After all, Zarro had lost in a head-on battle, so it was not good for him to attack in public.

The tribe respected strength. With strength, they naturally won everyone's respect. Everyone looked at Li Qing with reverence and thought in their hearts, "Is this going to be the second Li Yuanlong?"

It was as if they had seen that exuberant and stunning person from back then.

Li Qing beat Zaluo up violently, and his anger almost dissipated. However, the thought of him not being able to pull out his Heavenly Saber made him a little disappointed.

He sighed and walked lonely through the crowd. The crowd automatically split into two paths, and countless complicated gazes watched him leave.

A middle-aged woman greeted him and gently hugged Li Qing's head. She comforted him, "It's fine. Just try your best."

This was Li Qing's mother, a strong woman.

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