《World Of Swords》129 : Timelines
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After talking with Ye Qiao for a long time, Ye Feng finally began flying away from the Origin Sword Sect, before suddenly looking back, a smile appearing on her face.
Suddenly, Xu Yue turned and looked in Ye Feng's direction with an annoyed look on her face.
"Go away annoying bird," said Xu Yue she waved her hand in the air, as if she was chasing Ye Feng.
The smile on Ye Feng's face turned into a seemingly victorious smirk as she then disappeared from view.
"Too troublesome," mumbled Xu Yue as she silently made sure that Ye Feng had left, completely unwilling to talk with the bird any longer.
...
A certain young cultivator suddenly turned and looked at the sky.
"What are you being distracted for? three more hours of training for you," said an old man as he touched the young cultivators sword with his a stick.
"Yes grandfather," said the young cultivator, now completely focused on the sword training.
"I should discipline you better," mumbled the old man as he continued harshly looking at the young man practicing swordsmanship.
Although he could swear he had seen something, the young man continued focusing on his sword technique.
...
As the two cultivators were training on the ground, an extremely large Pheonix was currently flying in the sky, completely uncaring about the world below it.
"Now that I made sure Qiao'er is alright, I can go to it," thought Ye Feng as he felt something calling for her, now no longer ignoring the call, unlike before.
As she thought that, the flames around Ye Feng's wings suddenly intensified and now completely enveloped her entire body, her speed, with the size of the flames, increased as well.
...
"Umm," mumbled a beautiful woman as she thought about what the old man before had proposed, she then closed her charming eyes for a moment before opening them once again.
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"It's acceptable," said the woman as she then turned into a small white dot and disappeared.
"Young people these days are really too hurried," mumbled the old man before taking a nice and relaxing sip of tea.
"Those techniques should be enough for me to increase my strength quite a bit," thought the old man as he thought about how useful thirteen timeline's worth of techniques would be to him.
"Using incarnations is really too slow," mumbled the old man as he thought about how slowly his incarnations increased his strength.
"She truly is fortunate," thought the old man as she thought of a certain being.
...
An infinite sea existed somewhere, anything and everything seemed to exist there, of course, the sea was not truly infinite, as if it was, it would swallow all of reality.
In a certain moment in time, an infinitely small white dot appeared next to the infinitely large sea.
The white dot then turned into the same beautiful woman from before.
Suddenly, the sea transformed, no, a better way to say it would be to say that the sea had never even existed as an incomprehensible being appeared before the beautiful woman.
"The Dao Ancestor agreed to the deal," said the beautiful woman otherwise known as three.
"Umm good," said an incomprehensible voice, one moment it was that of a man, the other is was that of a woman.
"Don't know what I should have expected of you," said three as she helplessly looked at first with while shrugging her shoulders.
"You know bothering with useless things isn't something I do, unlike you," said first as it looked at third with somewhat of a smile on it's face.
"Has you humor gotten better or worse ever since you abandoned your humanity, I honestly can't tell," said third as she looked at third with a smile on her face.
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"Yes yes, just make sure not to be surpassed by fourth," said first as it slightly mocked third.
"Based on our difference in strength that's highly unlikely, rather you should be worried about fourteen," said third as she looked at first and continued smiling.
"Even though the chance is not large, why should I even care if the fourteenth one appears?" asked first, now genuinely asking third a question.
"Whatever," mumbled third as she once again turned into an infinitely small dot and disappeared, but only after leaving something behind for first.
"Time is getting closer," thought first as it looked at the thing left, by third, if it had a human face right now, a large smile would be plastered onto it.
...
All of reality was sleeping.
That was the scene that greeted the third incarnation as it arrived at its next destination.
"Boring," mumbled third as she waved her hand, sending something toward the center of this reality as well.
The Grand Dao, which was sleeping as well, did not do anything to stop her, although even if it wanted to do anything, in this timeline, it was powerless against her.
After this, the incarnation jumped back into the river of time and began traveling to its next destination.
A time dragon suddenly opened it's eyes as it felt a disturbance in the river of time, but sadly, it could not find anything, as the third was long gone.
...
"What's wrong?" asked Wu Ding as she saw Hongjun suddenly open his eyes and wake up from meditation with a frown on his face.
"Why did my luck increase?" thought Hongjun as he carefully searched, by felt no outside interference in his luck.
"Nothing's wrong, I just noticed something," said Hongjun as he sat back down the frown disappearing.
"If anything happens, you can ask this old woman for help, I was already ancient when you were first born," joked Wu Ding as her old hands embraced Hongjun from behind.
"This has become boring," said Wu Ding, and as soon as she said that, both her and Hongjun's old bodies returned to their youths.
"You still look the same as billions of years ago," said Hongjun as he turned his head back to Wu Ding.
"Was that supposed to be a compliment?" asked Wu Ding with a smile on her face.
"Maybe," mumbled Hongjun.
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