Hello everyone, me again.
How was your day? I hope you are having a great day and if not then I hope this chapter can entertain you a bit.
Another chapter of the story and the penultimate chapter of the martial world before returning to the world of Fate and I have something interesting in mind.
I need your help, what do you think can be a good servant for our Shirou? I can't decide on someone good, it doesn't matter if it's something very powerful because I plan to nerf it very hard due to certain circumstances.
In any case, I will wait for his ideas and with nothing more to say.
Enjoy the chapter.
"No thoughts" = speak
"No sound" = think
No future = memories
Fate/ Heavenly Sword
Chapter 3 - Passing of time
"You are a fool"
Waking up and getting a scolding from his master was better than dying from being knocked unconscious.
It was very embarrassing for the redhead to find out about the anticlimactic end of his fight against the bandits but it was an expected result for his master, who was following him the whole time. Shirou's strength was similar to that of a grown man from all his training and the basic sword techniques he had taught him gave him a small advantage over the bandits.
It was impressive for some but the teacher knew that it was the least he would have to be able to do, otherwise he would stop the training forever.
"Sorry teacher"
"You had to think better about your actions to get rid of those bandits, you had to ignore the unconscious ones... but let's not focus on that" The teacher had to concentrate on what was important "Why the radical change? Didn't you say that would you never kill someone?
"I said I didn't want to kill a person" the redhead corrected "I never said I didn't want to kill monsters"
The redhead noticed that his teacher agreed with him. The redhead in the middle of his fight understood what his teacher had explained to him, the time would come and he had to be prepared.
"You have to consider many things when taking a life, their personality, tastes, desires, environment, and many others, but you have to ask yourself something essential-"
"Can it be redeemed?"
"Exactly, you have to be the judge and executioner, There will be some who can be redeemed but do not meet the other conditions, some attacked the people you love or were arrogant people who did not understand their place, What would you do?"
"Don't worry, teacher... when the time comes, I won't hesitate"
"It's good to know" he said while smoking "One problem has been solved, one more is missing "
Shirou had two essential problems that had to be solved, the two were connected, one was his excessive importance to the lives of others and the other was his lack of importance to his own life.
" You have to think positive " he gave an ironic laugh
It was slow but Shirou was constantly changing.
It was something to celebrate.
…
Time passed quickly, the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the seasons began to pass, and sooner than expected seven years had passed.
The group did not stay long in the same place and began a journey a few months after Shirou's fight against the bandits, Shirou along with his two teachers embarked on a journey across the continent.
His teacher taught him his meditation technique, and Zhou Xuanji taught him a body technique. Both techniques were the reason for the strength of the two men, they managed to make a name for themselves on all continents thanks to their actions and their techniques.
It was at that moment that he learned that Zhou Xuanji was much older than his master, even if he seemed much younger.
benefits of a divine body technique, hahaha. He remembers that he was interrupted by a blow from his teacher's pipe.
It was also at that moment that he found out that his teachers were much stronger than he could imagine, things like flying, destroying a mountain, or moving at horrendous speeds were simple things for both of them.
Those abilities were thanks to the techniques of his master and Zhou Xuanji. His master's meditation technique was of the rarest rank in the entire world.
Divine true.
I found the technique in my youth, I was thrown off a cliff as a penalty for my crimes, survived somehow and I found this technique.
You are very bad at telling stories.
be quiet.
The technique was called "Great Sword Dharma", an impressive technique through and through. It required a lot of practice on Shirou's part but in two months he was able to learn it.
The really interesting thing was learning Zhou Xuanji's body technique, it was a powerful technique but when Shirou learned it his teacher noticed that it was barely better than a human range technique.
old stingy, weren't you going to teach him your best technique?
It's my best technique, you have to let me finish my crazy old explanation, it's something very special but you have to work for it. I hope you are grateful because you have a body technique that can evolve.
Your ass can evolve!
It was a lot of fun watching his master beat up Zhou Xuanji while the latter was trying to explain that he wasn't lying and that he really could evolve.
The technique was called "Body of the Great God of the Forge" and to evolve it required its user to absorb special Fires also called Divine Fires.
Divine fires were absolute treasures that any blacksmith, alchemist, or martial artist desired. The power was tyrannical and its capabilities were infinite causing its great demand.
The two teachers were pleasantly impressed by the redhead's learning speed and it made their trip more enjoyable, preparing food, watching their teachers fight or some embarrassing moment of one of the three, visiting many places.
It was fun.
His training was so much harder that it made his previous training seem like a warm-up. The weight on his arms and legs increased so much that if he was careless he could sink into the ground but it was fixed with a movement technique from his master, "nine ultimate sword steps" of semi-divine rank.
The sword techniques that Shirou learned numbered in the hundreds but they were all low-rank techniques, it was only after five years of training that his teacher began to teach him higher-rank techniques.
you did not have a body fit enough to learn more complicated techniques. was what his teacher had explained to him.
The little boy had grown into a strong man, muscular body and eyes sharp as a sword, his hair had to be cut many times because it was in the way but he kept it a little long to maintain his ponytail.
"Shirou, stop for a moment and come closer."
His teacher's voice brought him out of his meditation, his two teachers were waiting for him sitting on the green floor of the forest where they were.
"Me and the useless next to me believe that it is time for you to have your cultivation journey"
"You are at the living soul stage, you will have no problem as long as you don't push your luck"
"..." Shirou knew that this day would come, he was a little sad but it wasn't a farewell "I'll leave after dawn, today I'll have to cook a feast to miss my food more"
"Sadistic bastard, I taught you too well, hehehe"
The nutritional future of his two teachers was worrisome, but they had reached the level where he did not need to eat, they only ate because Shirou's food was especially delicious.
They celebrated all day and night, It was the first time Shirou tried alcohol and it took its toll on him with a headache the next day but nothing that a little meditation couldn't fix.
The farewell the next day was nothing big or dramatic, they were not sad to say "See you later".
…
The first months were a bit uncomfortable for Shirou since he couldn't get used to waking up and remembering that he was alone, it was difficult to get out of the habit of preparing portions for three people or noticing that the clothes he had to wash decreased.
He was very diligent in his training, when he reached the level of the "nascent soul" he stopped needing to sleep and eat so much but he still did it, just for the sake of it.
On his trip he met many people and managed to broaden his horizons, Some thoughts changed, but others remained strong after being reaffirmed by his experiences.
Shirou was someone who could not stand injustice and many times he stuck his nose where he was not called and ended up getting many enmities.
The vast majority are those he was trying to help.
He didn't understand for a long time but he did understand after listening to one of the few friends he had made.
"With danger comes opportunity, didn't you realize there was always something in the way when you intervened?"
"Yes but I was only stopping them so they could decide it civilly" The uncontrolled laughter of "Qin Dabao" was the response he received.
"Hahaha, you are impressive…haa, let me guess, after you defeated them they no longer accepted what they wanted, right?"
Shirou didn't even have to answer for his friend to have an answer, Qin Dabao was a talented alchemist whom he had saved from a sneak attack in a mysterious kingdom where it was said that a divine fire was found.
The alchemist was so grateful that as long as he asked and had the materials, he would prepare any pill he needed. Pills serve the same function as supplements, some may help you recover the qi you spent or help you pass a bottleneck at some specific level.
Having an alchemist so willing was strange but useful.
"Shirou, cultivators don't want to be saved" The alchemist Qin knew that his friend had a big heart but that heart was not suitable for the martial world "You know the saying the more dangerous it is-"
"More opportunities you find"
"exact. You have to understand that to be stronger you have to go through difficulties, it is like a metal that has to be hammered to form a better sword"
"Don't make metaphors about my trade, I never say anything about your alchemy"
"Look on the bright side of everything, you always get the materials for your pills and I can practice, We all win"
Shirou had far more advantages than any other cultivator thanks to his monstrous talent and his master's techniques, other cultivators of his same level couldn't do anything against the redhead.
He could also beat some cultivators of a higher level than him.
"Your sword qi is at an absurd level now that I think about it...how do you do it?"
"When I have the swords in my hands…I just let my body dictate my movement, the sword becomes one with my body and cutting becomes as easy as breathing"
"You are a monster, do you know what they call you?" The lack of response was the response "They call you the heavenly sword, the sword god, or the king of swords"
"Ridiculous, there are people much stronger than me, the southern sword and the white sword are much stronger than me"
"They already have a few thousand years, they don't count, even the white sword itself said that you are the best swordsman in the world, sabers, short swords, greatswords, there is no sword that you cannot use" Shirou wanted to deny it but the Qin alchemist He didn't finish speaking "Besides, you appeared in the martial world five years ago and you're only twenty-one years old, I'm three times your age and you're already stronger than me"
Shirou wanted to say it was luck but it would be an insult to his friend.
When they finished their little meeting he thought about what he had heard, if he wanted to be more powerful he needed opportunities but he wasn't the only one who wanted to be strong and that meant that many others jumped into danger themselves.
they did not want to be saved.
He would think about it further when he could break through the bottleneck he was suffering from, that was the reason for his visit to his friend "the alchemist Qin", the pill he had ordered had been finished.
It was difficult to understand people.
…
"Hohoho, look everyone, the heavenly sword has just appeared in my humble temple"
"don't make a fuss, you're a monk, aren't you supposed to take it easy?"
The redhead had paid a visit to his first friend "He Shaojie", great was his surprise when he found out that he had become a Shaolin monk.
The duo met when the redhead was hunting bandit groups under the banner of the "green forest" sect. He Shaojie was hunting the same group of bandits for revenge and Shirou was willing to help him.
"You can't blame me, do you know how proud I am to know that my best friend became the heavenly sword?"
"Don't start, let's talk about something else" he took out a drink from his storage ring that he had created himself.
"Then let's talk about blacksmith go-"
"Enough, I'm serious, I don't want you to be like the hundreds of other people who want to jump on my shoulders with compliments"
"Hahahaha, okay let's talk about something else... how are you doing with that problem of yours?" If Shaojie knew anything, it was that the redhead wasn't very talented when it came to understanding feelings.
"haa~, I don't understand many things…love and lust especially"
"Did you find out when you fought with the maiden of the pink pavilion?"
The most beautiful woman in the world, a glimpse of her figure could cast a spell on any man and make him fall into absolute wickedness. His attacks were hypnotic and as you can guess, they were exceedingly effective on men.
Except for Shirou apparently.
The fight began as a fight between a man, whom Shirou did not recognize, due to a misunderstanding but his surprise was great when he turned out to be the father of the maiden in the pavilion and the misunderstanding escalated into an epic battle between the strongest swordsman in the world. and the most beautiful woman in the world
"Now everyone thinks I like men"
"ha ha ha ha ha ha"
"That was cruel of you"
The baldheaded monk's laughter had lasted for about five minutes and he stopped when his ribs began to ache, Shirou looked at him without any hint of grace and continued drinking his wine.
He had gotten a taste for wine over time and never went on an adventure without a spare bottle.
"No one understands Shirou's feelings" he said when he had finished laughing "When you're in love you feel a warmth in your chest or butterflies in your stomach or you just like spending time with that person"
"But I don't know how you feel, I never experienced that with the maiden of the pink pavilion and the problem is that now she looks for me all the time to declare her love"
"If I weren't a monk I would be very envious" he took a sip of his glass of water "Your question is very difficult to answer... the feeling is not something universal, each person can feel something different but it does not mean that his description of the feeling is wrong …you have to risk finding out on your own"
"..." the redhead analyzed for a moment what his friend had said. "How did you feel about your wife?"
It was a sensitive subject for He Shaojie and it was the reason why he had sought revenge on the group of bandits that they had eradicated along with the redhead. He was a man married to a woman and when he left her to go on a short trip she was defiled and murdered by those bandits.
The purge of the Green Forest Sect bandits had been a story that swept the entire continent and praises were sung for the two heroes who had freed many towns and cities from their tyranny.
Shirou and He Shaojie.
"When she looked happy she always brought a smile to my face, when she cried I felt needles piercing my chest, when she got angry with me I felt great bitterness…" She looked at the clear liquid in her glass and swirled it while reminiscing" "I just loved her."
His friend's sad smile led Shirou to deep reflection on what he had learned throughout his journey. The feeling of fear was unknown to him, lust or greed, he did not understand those feelings but the one that gave him the most complex was love.
The most beautiful feeling of all and he could never feel it, his friends tried to explain to him many times but all efforts were fruitless but he had not considered trying to feel it to try to understand it.
"Thank you"
The honest thanks cleared up the whole gloomy atmosphere and the duo was able to continue talking about other topics until the sky darkened and the light came out again.
…
Life often brings surprises and for the cultivators of the Azure Dragon Continent and the White Tiger Continent, it was a pleasant surprise.
On a small island between the two continents, the grave of a cultivator from ancient times was found and all his martial arts heritage was found there. All the cultivators, sects, families, and many more rushed toward the location of the tomb to wait for its protective barrier to fall.
Shirou and some of his friends came out to try their luck, the powerhouses of many sects were present and the competition would be brutal and bloody.
"Geez, isn't that the elder of the Merciful Fist Sect, and look there, it's the patriarch of the Battle God Sect." He Shaojie was excited by the unexpected treasure hunt.
"You have to keep calm, there are many dangerous people from the old generation here" Shirou looked from left to right to see if his teacher appeared, but to his disappointment, he was not present.
"I think it would be better if I didn't participate" Qin Dabao looked at the participants and his level was far ahead of him "The level of some surpasses the level of Martial Tribulation"
They had to wait a few days before the barrier disappeared and when it did, the first to enter were the ancient monsters of the past generation and the next to enter were the elders of the most powerful sects and then their patriarchs.
"I think it's our time" one of the women from Shirou's group spoke and she was the well-known "white sword", Shirou managed to form a good friendship with the sword master after a friendly battle.
"I want to go in with Shirou!" The other woman in the group was the renowned maiden of the pink pavilion, she had stuck to Shirou since their fight and introduced herself to everyone as his wife even though it wasn't true.
"When we enter, nothing assures us that we will appear in the same place" Shirou had stopped insisting that she stop, that woman's insistence was endless and Shirou let her do whatever she wanted. "Then see you later"
One by one they began to enter the tomb and when Shirou entered the "mysterious realm" in which the tomb was built, he searched his surroundings for other competitors with his "divine sword eyes".
His eyes cut through the "falsehood" and allowed him to see all the "truth."
The redhead was in what looked like a gigantic throne room and gold was the dominant color in the entire room, the size of the entire place was impressive, and Shirou believed that an entire village could easily fit into the entire room.
Shirou was impressed by the place but that didn't mean he had his guard down, from his storage ring his two best creations came out and cut the fire attack that suddenly appeared. They were his greatest treasure and he baptized them as the hegemonic swords; "matriarch" and "patriarch".
"So those are the swords of the heavenly sword"
A woman dressed in black, as if she had just attended a funeral, a black veil covering the woman's face. The sudden appearance of the woman puzzled Shirou as his eyes were unable to discover her.
"Your veil is also a divine treasure"
The same rank as their swords.
"It's impolite to look at a lady's face without permission." She carelessly started talking to the redhead.
"Who are you?" Shirou was a little worried since he couldn't gauge the level of the woman with his spiritual strength, he was unaware of the woman's origins.
"I'm sorry but I can't tell you, I was commissioned to kill you so no hard feelings, okay?"
Shirou's blades seemed to multiply and balls of crimson-red fire appeared around the woman. The moment Shirou measured the power of the fireballs he knew it was going to be an uphill battle.
That woman was much stronger than him and he was currently at rank 5 soul transformation level.
He did not spare his energy and spread out a sword array around him, A thousand swords came out of his storage ring and integrated into the array, the redhead made the first attack and the swords flew toward the woman.
Fire danced furiously and an inferno of fire was summoned to clash against the swords. Shirou did not stay still and with his hegemonic swords, he attacked the woman's sides.
The fire seemed to have a mind of its own and covered the woman's body. Someone ignorant's initial thought is that fire couldn't block the swords' attack but Shirou wishes that would happen.
Their swords bounced off the fire and a large shock wave was the only result of their attack, the fire tried to catch the redhead but he flashed away from his location and instantly reappeared in a safe area without any damage.
The sword array was still attacking the woman and bought enough time for the redhead to keep the extra weight off his arms and legs.
"Oh~, you took off the dead weight? Does that mean you're going to fight seriously?" the woman's voice could be heard inside the tornado of fire that protected her "Legend has it that when the heavenly sword fights seriously the only result is the death of the opponent"
"You can find out"
The tyrannical aura from his sword flowed throughout his entire body, creating a powerful current of air in the surroundings. Shirou was a very well-rounded cultivator, having a very strong body, powerful sword qi, and an arsenal of weapons that he could use in multiple arrays.
He was a dog with many tricks.
"You have very well deserved the title of heavenly sword" The woman's voice no longer had the carefree and playful tone of the beginning, she could almost feel the edge of the redhead's sword on her neck.
dangerous.
"But you're just showing off"
The woman also let her qi flow out of her body and they began an aura battle that they were very evenly matched. The tornado surrounding the woman spread out to attack the center point of the array and destroyed it.
Shirou took no time and drew another thousand swords but this time he controlled them himself with his flying sword art.
"Sword Art, Metal Dragons"
and the woman was not far behind.
"Firebending, heavenly demon flame"
Shirou let his sharp sword qi flow through the thousand swords and the silhouettes of dragons began to form around them. The woman for her part seemed to be on fire and butterflies of fire began to come out of her.
Both were terrifying and obscenely powerful techniques, The first impact of the techniques resulted in a powerful explosion but unfortunately for the woman, Shirou had the upper hand.
Shirou didn't miss the opportunity and ran towards the woman, with his dragons on his back to cover him from the fire butterflies.
"Oh ~, do you want a fight of my hands against your sword?"
Shirou didn't answer and tried to slash his neck but was blocked by a fiery fist. The woman was confident in resisting the edge of the redhead's swords but she was not prepared for Shirou's brute force.
" shit is strong "
She quickly regretted her decision to confront him and tried to walk away but the redhead didn't give him any respite.
"You are very persistent!"
Another large tornado saved her from being hit by the redhead's sharp swords but she couldn't hold out for long against the sword qi dragons that attacked her thoughtlessly.
Shirou tried to continue his attack but a small butterfly calmly flew in front of his nose.
"shit"
KABOOM
"That's what you get for insisting!"
The battle was not over, the iron dragons were still viciously pursuing the assassin but she hoped that she had done a lot of damage to him She had to hope that one of the best blacksmiths would also make an armor for herself.
"Bastard that's cheating!" the woman furiously complained "How can you have a full armor-type divine treasure?!"
"I did it with a lot of effort"
Shirou's clothes were destroyed by the huge explosion and his armor was exposed without the clothes to cover it. The armor was entirely black and was as thin as a dragonfly's wings but just as strong as any divine treasure.
The battle fell to a stalemate, the dragons stopped harassing the woman and the tornadoes slowed down, neither wanted to make the first move but Shirou spoke to the woman.
"I need to correct a mistake of yours" that had puzzled the woman "They don't call me the heavenly sword because of my sword qi, but because of my technique"
The woman sensed imminent danger and tried to dodge but the sword that had appeared out of nowhere still landed its blow on her face it did not intend to kill but to remove the veil.
leaving his face uncovered.
Shirou had recognized the Heavenly Demon Flame Art, it was a True Divine Rank technique from the Heavenly Demon Church located on the White Tiger Continent.
He assumed that she was the leader of that religious group and her voice seemed deceptively familiar to him, so his attack had no intention of killing to find out her identity.
I didn't expect to see someone I hadn't seen in a long time.
"Yue Wugou?"
The girl he had known in his childhood.
The reunion between the heavenly sword and the heavenly demon.
* Concepts *
Divine Fire: The fire created by natural means that gained the ability to use qi and gained consciousness, has different abilities such as a different elemental affinity or a special ability. The consciousness of the divine fires fell asleep as Shirou absorbed them
Mysterious Realm: It is a space secluded from the normal world, it is the remnants of a cultivator's divine realm.
Divine Realm: Ability achieved after the level of "Martial Tribulation", a cultivator can spread his domain over an area around him with him as the center. It is an ability similar to a Reality Marble but compared to such an ability the divine realm can partially manifest as an oppressive aura.
Eyes: The martial world has its own special eyes, they are a trait gained from genetics and cannot be achieved through normal means. The eyes of the martial world have the ability to tell the truth of the world through different means but they cannot see magical abilities.
Divine Sword Eyes: Shirou was blessed with the ability and it allows him the rare ability to "cut" anything he can see from an object to "Lie" (The ability is empowered if used in conjunction with Shirou's sword qi).
Sword Qi: Different from normal qi, it is the physical energy of a sword and has the ability to give an "edge" to any object through which the energy flows. Shirou could cut diamonds like marshmallows with his sword qi.
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I hope you liked the chapter and if you see any errors or opinions about the story, I am more than willing to read them and improve.
Renkitsu says goodbye