Alam Mandala
Studying

Bing Jiazhi only saw white, but then after he opened his eyes, sunlight had infiltrated from the window curtains. He then woke up and saw the scroll of a thousand swords still open.

The images of the sword there were seen more clearly that morning. The sword touched earlier was still the same, only, there were traces of blood and small writings that were hard to read.

Bing jiazhi tried to read it, but it was futile; it was too small to read. He sighed and at that very instant, the door opened revealing the figure of a man dressed in blue entering.

Huang Tang said like a fool and innocent, “oh, can I come in?”

Bing jiazhi slightly grinned. He then stood up and said, “No one forbids you from coming, Father-in-law.”

Bing jiazhi then walked over to the window. He flicked the red curtain there, then saw the scene outside, which turned out to be very beautiful and very bright, which even a swarm of birds were flying cheerfully in the sky. The sun in the east was like a huge lantern, and the blue background was like a giant cloth enveloping the world. That morning there were not the slightest clouds, but because of that, the shining figure of the sun was able to shine through the cracks of the world that was not visible even once.

After observing for a while, a piercing pain suddenly appeared in his chest, then Bing jiazhi coughed and then spat out blood.

The sound of coughing sounded like someone who had a lung disease, and the voice sounded very pitiful.

Holding the curtain, Bing Jiazhi vomited blood and coughed again.

Huang Tang approached him, then he said calmly, “The injuries you are experiencing are very severe, if not treated, then you will be difficult to step forward.”

Bing Jiazhi looked at Huang Tang, he then sat down and Huang Tang followed him. Afterwards, Bing Jiazhi spoke while enduring the pain in his chest, “Is there any medicine you are taking? If you love your daughter now, then you have to treat me, otherwise, then I have to leave here.”

“Who knows if I met you here. But because of that, then I have to help you, unfortunately there is a fee that you have to do.” Huang Tang then looked at Bing, and he was speechless again as if he was looking and waiting for a response, as well as Bing Jiazhi's reaction after hearing that.

Bing Jiazhi then lowered his head and he thought about what the requirements Huang Tang might have. After a moment of thought, he then raised his face looking at Huang Tang. “What is it?”

“It's simple.”

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Gently rubbing the sword in his lap, Zhizhu thought about why it could be in his hand, and why this kind of luck could befall him.

Since he was a child, he rarely got a little luck, and always prayed that he would be given good luck, although not big, at least it was a fortune. However, luck had never befallen him, but now that he did not want it, it had come just like a sudden wind.

“Why can it happen?”

He felt strange and wondered if luck was a gift or a curse. But after a while, he sighed. “I hope, at least this is not something bad.”

He then rubbed it and looked at the sunlight that had infiltrated from the open window. From there, the wind blows softly and carries a wide variety of scents.

He looked at it a long time later praising the beauty. That was when the door opened and a woman dressed in pink walked in. He knocked on the door slowly then excuse me respectfully, “Can I come in, miss?”

Zhizhu nodded, then looked at the sword.

The woman who entered, was none other than Shao Dong’er. He was silent for a moment when he saw Zhizhu looking at the sword in his lap. Afterwards said as he approached, “It turns out the sword master is still there until now.”

“Are you also a disciple of the sword goddess master?” Zhizhu asked enthusiastically.

Right then, Zhizhu said without looking at him, “Now you will certainly take this sword and hand it back to the Sword Goddess?”

It was heavy when this great fortune suddenly vanished before him, but at the same time, it also made him release his burden, however, suddenly Shao Dong’er said otherwise. “Not really. My teacher is no longer with me.”

“Do you know where it is now?”

“No one knows where he is now, but he, I am sure, has been somewhere peaceful.”

“Are you going to try to find it?”

Shao Dong’er shook his head. “Not really. It was a wasted thing.”

Shao Dong’er then extended his brownish-colored hand. Zhizhu then understood and handed the sword to him.

The moment the sword touched Shao Dong’er's hand, suddenly from his palm appeared a white color, then spread throughout Shao Dong’er's body. In an instant, his black face was white and had smooth skin. Her hair was longer, her body fibers radiating the scent of peach blossoms.

Zhizhu was shocked and deeply entrenched, ‘this is the ability of the sword?’ he had previously only heard from the History books, and it turned out to be true. Looking at it directly, made Zhizhu feel elated and happy.

Shao Dong’er then looked at Zhizhu. He smiled. “ini is his ability. Do you like it?”

Zhizhu automatically nodded.

“You may ask, why it didn't happen to you when you touched it, it's the thing I'm going to teach you.”

“why don't you just bring that sword and use it?” Despite feeling elated, Zhizhu was curious as to what reason Shao Dong’er taught him, and moreover it was a high-level sword.

“You don't like it?”

“It's not like that, I'm just curious.”

Shao Dong’er smiled. “I can't inherit it. This sword chose its own heir, and that's you. I have no right to carry it, even though it is my master's sword. If I can't carry it or use it, at least I can make sure this sword is safe and in the right hands.”

Zhizhu then understood, but the answer prompted another question, “Why should I?”

“I don't know about it.”

Zhizhu looked at the woman's face for a while, and then concluded that what she said was true. He then nodded. “I will accept your teaching with pleasure.”

Shao Dong’er then stood up, then walked five steps forward. Meanwhile, after looking at him, Zhizhu stood up and took three steps forward. He then leaned over and lifted into his hand. With his face looking down, he said, “I promise to always obey all the instructions you give, madam.

Shao Dong’er then placed the sword in Zhizhu's hand and said, “In front of this sword, you have promised. There will be a penalty if you break it and there is something you get after.” Slowly Shao Dong’er's body glowed and his face and body returned to how it was.

Zhizhu looked at the sword, then nodded. “I'll hold my word.”