Chapter 327: The Sword of the Flying Bird
There was a tale passed down like legend within the Hyeongsan Sect.
In the distant past—so distant, no one knew exactly how long ago—a swordsman from the Hyeongsan Sect had claimed the title of the world’s greatest martial artist. It was a fanciful tale, like the wishful dreams of the Hyeongsan martial artists.
The reason it was considered a wild tale was that it existed only as an oral legend; no historical records of the Hyeongsan Sect ever mentioned it.
So the young disciples would sometimes argue over whether the story was true or not, while the older warriors would just laugh it off, saying that such legends were believable when one was young.
But only Wei Zhenggu of the Hyeongsan Sect knew the truth.
That fantastical tale was actually a clear fact that had truly happened…
The reason was that the hidden cave he had stumbled upon while fleeing after killing his master was precisely the place left behind by the legendary figure himself.
Even now, just thinking back to that moment sent a chill down Wei Zhengguo’s spine.
‘When I fell off that cliff, I thought it was all over…’
But on the branch that caught him as he fell toward the cliff, and in the hidden chamber directly below it, Wei Zhengguo discovered various Xingshan Sect techniques that had been lost in battle, along with his own insights into interpreting them.
This was also the reason why the Hyeongsan Sect could cultivate countless supreme masters within the short span of thirty years.
