Chapter 152: Sky Sword Sect Character Profiles

Lu Tingxue, the cherished pearl of the Lu Clan and a heaven-blessed prodigy, may have the body of a woman, but her actions rival those of any man!

From a young age, she loved wielding blades and swords, dreaming of becoming a sword cultivator who robs the rich to aid the poor, bringing blessings to all under heaven!

With monstrous talent, she reached heights unattainable by most at just sixteen, becoming a Sword Emperor Realm expert whose name echoed across the four directions!

In the years that followed, Lu Tingxue took great joy in sparring with others, setting up a massive combat platform right in front of her gate.

She even made a bold declaration.

No matter who it was, if they could defeat her in battle, she would follow them forever, standing by their side without complaint or regret!

Blessed with stunning beauty and terrifying cultivation talent, the world came to know her as the Lu Fairy!

Countless male cultivators, their hearts stirred by desire, were utterly captivated by her exquisite face and the aura she exuded.

Blinded by lust, they rushed to challenge her on the platform, only to fall one after another. None could match her, and some weaker cultivators, despite their longing to share her bed, could only shake their heads and sigh in defeat, knowing their strength fell short.

Of course, there were also self-proclaimed elites who came seeking fame, yet they too couldn’t withstand a single strike from Lu Tingxue.

In the end, they retreated, burdened by unwillingness and regret.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Tingxue stood with her hands clasped behind her back, resembling a lofty flower on a high peak—distant, untouchable, to be admired from afar but never defiled.

As fate would have it, Li Xun and his four companions passed through this place. An Peisheng, intrigued by the combat challenge, leaped onto the platform to face her.

Under the crowd’s gaze, An Peisheng and Lu Tingxue stood face to face. At the referee’s signal, the match began.

One moment, An Peisheng wore a confident smile; the next, it vanished as Lu Tingxue’s sword pressed against his throat.

“Sorry, you’ve lost!” Lu Tingxue shrugged lazily.

“Your strength is impressive, young lady. I admit my defeat,” An Peisheng sighed helplessly.

“You’re not weak. I’m just a bit stronger. No need to dwell on it,” Lu Tingxue replied, sheathing her sword and standing with her hands behind her back.

An Peisheng trudged off the platform, head hung low.

“Young lady, how about I spar with you for a couple of rounds?”

With those words, Li Ran’s figure flashed onto the platform, gripping the Snow-White Sword. Tiny snowflakes drifted down from the sky.

Seeing the strikingly handsome Li Ran before her, Lu Tingxue’s cheeks flushed red, and she froze for a moment. Quickly recovering, she coughed lightly to mask her embarrassment.

“Well then, sir, please be careful!”

Lu Tingxue darted forward, aiming for Li Ran’s lower body. He smiled faintly, drawing his sword in a leisurely counterattack.

Their duel was breathtaking, and the defeated male cultivators in the crowd couldn’t help but cheer for Li Ran.

After three hundred and sixty-five intense exchanges, Li Ran’s expression turned serious. His figure vanished from the platform, and before Lu Tingxue could react, a voice rang out.

“Young lady, you’ve lost.”

As the words fell, the Snow-White Sword rested against Lu Tingxue’s delicate neck. She swallowed hard, gazing at the blade, then let out a sigh.

“My skills are inferior. I’ve lost. My earlier promise stands—I’ll follow you from now on.”

“What?! Lu Fairy, no!!”

The male cultivators nearby, hearing that their beloved fairy would now follow another man, burned with envy and resentment!

Why wasn’t it them on that platform? Yet they were powerless. Li Ran’s strength was undeniable, leaving them to grumble in frustration.

“Young lady, there’s no need for that. If you truly wish to join us, why not become part of our sect? We’re seeking like-minded companions, and I think you’re a perfect fit!” Li Ran released his sword.

Lu Tingxue nodded eagerly. “I accept your proposal, sir. However, I must bid farewell to my father. I hope you’ll allow me this.”

Li Ran smiled warmly. “Please, take your time. I’m in no rush.”

Gazing at the gentle and considerate Li Ran, Lu Tingxue felt a flutter in her heart, her cheeks tinting red. “Very well, sir. I’ll return shortly.”

With that, she turned and hurried back into her home. After explaining her decision to her parents and family, she left with Li Xun and his group.

Together, they set off to roam the world, seeking kindred spirits to build a sect of their own!

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Xuanyuan Ling, Lu Jingquan, Mo Lin, An Muran, and Luo Sen hailed from the heart of the continent, Tiandu City.

They were the pride of the five great clans: Xuanyuan Clan, Lu Clan, Mo Clan, An Clan, and Luo Clan, each bearing the honor of their family!

The eldest among them, Lu Jingquan, was only seventeen, while the youngest, Xuanyuan Ling, was just fifteen. Yet they already possessed the strength to dominate a region.

Under the meticulous nurturing of their clans and with their extraordinary talent, all five had stepped into the Sword Emperor Realm. They often traveled together.

Though they were young masters and ladies of noble houses, they carried no petty arrogance. Deep in their hearts burned a dream—to right the wrongs of the world with their swords!

They yearned to create a world free of suffering and poverty for all!

Sharing the same ideals, they clicked instantly.

From then on, they often robbed the rich to aid the poor, striving to save the downtrodden. Their actions brought joy to some and grief to others.

The poor rejoiced, while wealthy merchants wept as centuries-old fortunes vanished overnight.

Such incidents became common among the affluent. When they learned that the culprits were the cherished heirs of Tiandu City’s five great clans, they could only seethe in silence.

Fortunately, the five clans showed some mercy to these merchants, compensating each with a hundred low-grade spirit stones out of compassion.

Thanks to those hundred low-grade spirit stones, the merchants barely avoided starvation.

With their clans covering for them, Xuanyuan Ling and her companions operated with ease. Each time they robbed the rich, everything went smoothly.

They didn’t think much of it, assuming their targets simply feared them. And truthfully, they weren’t wrong.

The merchants, trembling under the overwhelming aura the five exuded, wouldn’t dare confront them even with a dozen extra lives to spare, fearing for their very existence.

Under Xuanyuan Ling’s lead, the other four transformed from proper young nobles into notorious troublemakers! The city’s wealthy merchants cried out in despair.

With repeated successes, it seemed no one in the world could stop them. Led by the mischievous Xuanyuan Ling, they grew bored of targeting Tiandu City’s merchants.

After much deliberation, they unanimously agreed to Xuanyuan Ling’s bold plan—to head to Tian Gu City and test their mettle there.

Without their clans’ protection, however, they began to face setbacks. Still, they brushed it off, thinking they’d merely chosen the wrong time to act.

Occasionally, careless merchants who’d hoarded treasures and spirit stones for decades lost everything to the five in a single swoop.

These merchants cursed their fate, crying to the heavens and earth, but no one answered. They could only vent their anger in the privacy of their homes, damning these wretched thieves!

Their string of successes fueled the five’s confidence, and they soon grew dissatisfied with small gains, expanding their targets further.

By sheer coincidence, Xuanyuan Ling set her sights on Li Xun and his six companions. Noticing their lavish attire, she assumed they carried plenty of heavenly and earthly treasures.

Thus, the five trailed Li Xun’s group, eventually following them into an inn. Xuanyuan Ling and her crew waited outside for nightfall.

As darkness descended, Xuanyuan Ling’s face lit up with excitement. She skillfully organized the plan, deciding they’d first raid Li Xun’s room!

Under the cover of moonlight, they stealthily pried open the window to Li Xun’s room. Though Li Xun had long sensed their presence, he didn’t expose them, curious to see what game they were playing.

The naive Xuanyuan Ling and her four impulsive companions climbed in brazenly. The next moment, Li Xun caught them mid-air, leaving them unable to move.

Hearing the commotion, the other five in the nearby rooms stirred awake and hurried over.

When they saw Xuanyuan Ling and her group inside the room, they were utterly stunned.

Never in their wildest dreams did they imagine such well-dressed nobles would resort to petty theft!

After hearing their explanation, Li Xun and his companions couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

Li Xun spoke up with a faint smile. “Since the five of you are so passionate about upholding justice, why not join a sect? Wouldn’t that make things easier for you?”

The group nodded, finding the idea reasonable. Under Li Xun’s persuasive charm, the naive and brash youths agreed to his suggestion without much thought.

Seeing that their numbers were sufficient, Li Xun didn’t hesitate. He led them to Yunhai Mountain, where they established a sect named Sky Sword Sect!

In the days that followed, Li Xun fulfilled every request from Xuanyuan Ling and her group. And so, the eleven of them stood together.

Through the years, they faced life and death side by side. Though not bound by blood, their bond surpassed that of true siblings. On the surface, they addressed each other by rank, but in private, they were as close as family, with Li Xun as their eldest brother.

Unknowingly, they spent two thousand years together.

Until, at last, Sky Sword Sect’s name resounded across the world, becoming the leader of the Hundred Sects!