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Every year, the white-haired old man would come and ask the young man why he was learning the sword.
The youth was very persistent. When he answered the question, his face was filled with stubbornness. His answer was always the same, just like the old man. It was always the same.
In order to become stronger.
Cheng Qing also thought so.
In his previous life, due to his experience of being bullied during his youth, he had to work exceptionally hard in his cultivation after entering the sect. Coupled with his extraordinary talent, he eventually became the number one expert of the Western Lion Empire.
The belief that supported him was to become stronger.
There were many things that could be done now that he was stronger. Without being bullied, one could seek revenge and live a carefree life. One could become rich and powerful, and fight back against injustice.
Time flowed on. In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed. By then, that youth had already become a handsome youth. His swordsmanship was already very strong. At least among his peers, none of them would be his match.
"Why did you learn the sword?" the old man asked.
"In order to become stronger." The young man replied.
So the white-haired old man let the young man go down the mountain.
He descended the mountain, walked the martial arts world, and trained in the secular world.
After descending the mountain, the young man wearing a green robe and carrying a sword rushed straight towards the Liu-Li City of the Western Lion Country.
In the city, he first exterminated a gang in the city.
It turned out this gang had killed his parents.
The young man did not leave immediately, but chose to stay in the city instead. He wanted to revisit the old days.
However, trouble soon followed. Very soon, there were cultivation families who came to look for trouble with him because the gang he destroyed in the market was this cultivation family's henchman.
The young man exterminated this cultivation family.
Then he was wanted by the whole city.
The youth was enraged and fought against the city alone.
Cheng Qing witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes.
The young man had won. More than half of the cultivators in the city had died, and the remainder had fled.
At that moment, as he looked at Glazed City bathed in a sea of fire, the hand of the bloodied youth holding the sword trembled violently.
The cultivators that he had killed were mostly innocent. There were also countless commoners who had been affected by the great battle and had lost their lives.
The hellish Glazed City caused the youth to vomit non-stop. He was kind and righteous, but there were too many innocent people who died because of him, and he began to doubt himself.
Thus, he asked himself, "Why did you learn the sword?"
The youth had no answer.
No one gave him an answer.
After that, he roamed the world, acting in a righteous and chivalrous manner. He saved many people, helped many people, and also killed many more.
In just a few decades, this youth's cultivation had already surpassed all of West Continent's other continents. However, the tragic memories of the Glazed City years ago, as well as the feeling of sin they gave him, had never dissipated.
No matter how good he did.
Cheng Qing, who had been watching from the start, asked himself, "Why do you cultivate?"
If it was just to become stronger, then how could the innocent people who died be counted as innocent?
He thought back to his previous life. Back in Glazed City, when he went to exact vengeance for Lin An, it was almost the same as what happened to the young man.
Obviously, becoming strong wasn't the goal of learning the sword. At least, it wasn't the goal of that Snow Mountain Sect disciple learning the sword.
Chen Qing suddenly turned his head and saw that not far behind him, there was still no sign of the 30 feet long Heaven Lake Sword that he had stabbed into the ground.
This Heaven Lake Sword had always followed Cheng Qing's will. Together with him, they had witnessed the path of cultivation and life for this young man.
However, there was no movement from the Heaven Lake Sword. Chen Qing could see it, but he could not sense it. It was clearly in front of him, yet it seemed to be far off in the distance.
Chen Qing knew that he had yet to have the Heaven Lake Sword recognize him as master, because he still did not have an answer.