The first to notice was Ye Xian, who had been observing for a long ti. Next was the old patriarch of the Tong family, Tong Yuan, lying high on the deck chair of the old mountain house; along with Lu Yingyue, the guardian of Hai Province Town, who was investigating the industrial park of Tide City, and the old lady of the Lou Family accompanying her.
Then, Wen Wen awoke with a startle from her hangover, opened her eyes, and couldn't help but do a sit-up, exclaiming out loud!
In the Security Bureau, Tong Shan subconsciously drew his sword, and in his family's massage shop, Old Zhang, who was teaching the way of health preservation, paused; after finishing her work, Little An hesitated, unsure whether to seize the ti to train hard to surpass her sister or to find Ji Jue to play, and looked around blankly…
Soon, all across Hai Province, every Chosen One with perception shuddered uncontrollably, instinctively looking up towards the sky where Xinquan was located.
In the dead silence, there was an indescribable shock.
Outside the Federation, amongst the Thousand Islands, at the Association's stronghold—Dubhe, right at the center of the island, the towering and silent bell tower suddenly quivered.
Then, it blared loudly!
The magnificent sound erupted from thin air, spreading across Dubhe, echoing back and forth.
All the passersby were caught off guard, and in shock, they couldn't help but stop, turn back, and look towards the source of the sound, finally realizing, unable to suppress the envy and jealousy on their faces.
"The Heaven-moving Bell rings on its own?"
"Who is it?"
"Damn, which bastard is shipping again!"
"There's always insider help!"
In the office, under everyone's witness, Delong and Gustav, who were shaking hands, couldn't help but pause.
When they looked at each other, a trace of surprise and emotion erged in their eyes.
Even, joy.
"Ah, ah, ah... what an auspicious sign indeed."
The councilman, on his last day of term, bead with smiles, "Congratulations, Councilman Gustav, on your first day of handover, you receive good news."
Gustav, with a calm deanor, acknowledged this unexpected joy modestly: "The sa to you."
"This ti when I write my moirs, I can at least have a fitting ending."
Delong's expression grew ever more joyful—couldn't this be the Embers giving him a farewell gift for his lifeti of dedication to the association?
He must find out whose masterstroke it was when he looks back.
Hai Province, Tide City, Industrial Park.
"What a grand spectacle, it must have been over twenty years since I've seen sothing like this?"
The old lady beside Lu Yingyue sighed, casually grabbing the excited Lou Yanyue, who wanted to go and join a fight.
With a jesting tone, she asked curiously, "Who is it this ti? Could it be from the Tide Sound Workshop?"
"I guess it's probably not."
Lu Yingyue slowly shook her head, "Ye Xian is not soone who likes to show off, even with a Heavenly Artisan output, it wouldn't be known. Besides, this direction..."
At this mont, where the manifestation of the Superior points to…
Xinquan?
Ah, is that so?
In an epiphany, she couldn't help but smile with relief, full of joy.
"The youngsters are just making a fuss, no need to take it to heart."
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At this mont, above Xinquan, the sky was entirely dark, as if a long night had returned, and the sun was no longer visible.
Instead, an uncountable number of brilliant stars!
Those dazzling flashes erged from the sky, converging together like a waterfall, traversing the distance between the sky and earth, and cascading down to the mortal world.
Like the Embers Furnace overturning, generously scattering the Fla Seeds and blaze upon the world.
The Superior reigns!
This is the testant and gift bestowed amidst the boundless creations of the Embers for the creation of the Heavenly Artisan.
The manifestation of the Heavenly Furnace!
"Hmm?"
On the other side of this grand spectacle, soone seed to sense sothing, a craftsman in white rose with a cane, gazing back.
Upon finally understanding what had happened, they could no longer hold back.
No, it was just a joke, Ah Xuan, do you have to hold such a grudge? Then, recalling a few months ago, that federal civil servant appointnt notice Ji Jue posted on social dia… It seems there's hope in our lineage!
Only...
Soon, the eyes of the Heavenly Furnace couldn't help but blur, looking at that scene where the Superior reigns, amidst the splendid light of the overturned furnace and the stars like waterfalls, a gap suddenly erged.
Rising from below, reversing through the sky!
A ray of exceedingly pure and sharp but formless and intangible light, difficult to perceive, soared into the sky!
That is…
Ji Jue?!
.
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Just as the residual light pierced the body and absorbed into the soul, Ji Jue already lost consciousness.
Though it was rely a trivial ray of Spiritual Light, at the mont it touched the soul, it seed to transform into a vast and boundless river, raging and flowing, sweeping through every corner of consciousness and the soul!
Yet Ji Jue's soul and body showed no resistance; instead, they eagerly accepted and absorbed it, as if it was ant to be.
Since they share the sa origin, they should unite as one!
With the sword as his na, unity between self and object.
From now on, Chun Jun is Ji Jue, and Ji Jue is Chun Jun—why distinguish between man and sword?
Countless fleeting images reappeared before his eyes, from the cry at birth, to the toddler's stumbling steps, to the adolescent's struggles and pains, and finally stopping at the mont of adulthood when Ji Jue impaled his soul with Chun Jun.
The overlap and fusion of events abruptly ceased.
But imdiately afterward, a sense of insufficiency and confusion erged naturally.
Not enough, still not enough!
Just a little more…
As Chun Jun reflects like a mirror throughout the soul, this Spirituality originating from the Swordsmith will turn into an existence like a soul's reflection, completely becoming a part of the Swordsmith.
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