Chapter: 1985
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The Qianshan region of Anhui Province has long been famous for its picturesque landscapes.�
With a large mountain called Mount Tianzhu standing behind the area like a folding screen, and the mighty Yangtze River flowing in front, it posed a magnificent scene. In recent years, however, what made Qianshan even more famous was a certain martial arts sect.�
Established in Qianshan was the renowned martial arts school, the Rain Sword Mountain Manor.�
Since the arrival of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor, Qianshan became even more famous and became a popular destination for many people.�
Jang Pyeongsan, the sect leader of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor, was hailed as one of the greatest sword masters in the world. Anyone who aspired to learn swordsmanship, regardless of their background, wished to receive his teachings.
It was often argued among martial artists that he fell slightly behind the Sword Saint, Han Yucheon, but the difference was deemed negligible in the eyes of experts.
All members of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor were martial artists who had mastered the art of the sword.
While the other sects were able to train in a variety of martial arts, such as fist techniques, double-edged sword techniques, single-edged sword techniques, and palm techniques, depending on their talents, the disciples of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor solely focused on mastering swordsmanship, specifically, double-edged sword techniques.�
There is a saying that goes, the Hundred-Day Spear, the Thousand-Day Single-Edged Sword, or the Ten Thousand-Day Double-Edged Sword.1
The implication was that it would take a hundred days to master a spear, a thousand days to master a single-edged sword, and more than ten thousand days to become proficient with a double-edged sword. Therefore, many people called the double-edged sword the king of all weapons.�
However, there were also those who raised objections to this claim.
According to them, in terms of utility and destructive power, the double-edged sword fell far behind, and instead, the spear and the single-edged sword were superior. And to such individuals who had such beliefs, the martial artists of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor were no less than disasters.
Since the disciples of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor staunchly believed in the invincibility of the double-edged sword to the point of considering it as the ultimate weapon, they mercilessly attacked those who opposed it.�
As a result, non-sword-wielding martial artists were extremely reluctant to come into contact with the disciples of the Rain Sword Mountain Manor.�
It was to the point that it was almost impossible to find a martial artist in the Qianshan area carrying any weapon other than a double-edged sword.
On the other hand, artisans and scholars visited the Rain Sword Mountain Manor without any hesitation. Unlike the sect�s exclusivity of using other weapons, the Rain Sword Mountain Manor welcomed and treated artisans and scholars with extreme hospitality.
This was because Jang Pyeongsan enjoyed interacting with scholars and artisans, which also helped him develop a keen eye for art.�
Furthermore, he himself also has exceptional skills in painting. Therefore, the people living in Qianshan praised him as a perfect martial artist who excelled in both martial arts and literary arts.
From the outside, at least, Jang Pyeongsan�s appearance was flawless in every aspect.�
But those close to him knew of his true nature.�
They knew how fearsome, and obsessive Jang Pyeonsan could be.
In particular, his obsession with famous or ancient swords was terrifying.
Jang Pyeongsan is particularly obsessed with swords made long ago. Swords with historical value, especially those by rulers who dominated the era. His obsession with the swords used by those rulers bordered on madness.
Jang Pyeongsan entered the warehouse after a long time.
The warehouse was filled with the famous swords he had collected up until now.
There was an abundance of those renowned swords that, if even one were to be leaked out, the world would be in an uproar.
Jang Pyeongsan spent a long time admiring his collection before murmuring to himself,�
�But it�s still not enough.�
His gaze fell on an empty sword rest. JrNovels.com