Chapter 9: "The Journey to the Distant Land"
Liè Rén, Qián Chén, and Xiǎo Lóng set off on their journey to the distant land, determined to retrieve the powerful artifact known as the "Heavenly Sword of Light". The sword was said to be forged from the metals of the heavens and imbued with the power of the gods.
As they journeyed, they encountered a group of bandits led by Wū Jiàn, a powerful cultivator with a reputation for cruelty and cunning. Wū Jiàn sneered at Liè Rén and his friends, his eyes gleaming with greed.
"What brings you to our lands?" Wū Jiàn asked, his voice dripping with malice.
"We're on a mission to retrieve the Heavenly Sword of Light," Liè Rén replied, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Wū Jiàn's eyes widened with excitement. "Ah, the Heavenly Sword of Light! I've heard of its power. It's said to be able to vanquish any darkness."
"Yes, it's a powerful artifact," Qián Chén said. "And we intend to claim it."
Wū Jiàn's face twisted with greed. "I'll never let you have it. I'll take it for myself and use its power to conquer all of the distant lands."
Liè Rén snarled, his eyes flashing with anger. "You'll never lay hands on the Heavenly Sword of Light. We'll defeat you and claim it for ourselves."
Wū Jiàn sneered. "We'll see about that. Let's settle this with a battle!"
The two groups clashed, their swords flashing in the sunlight. Wū Jiàn was a formidable opponent, but Liè Rén and his friends were determined to emerge victorious.
As the battle raged on, Wū Jiàn's eyes kept drifting to the Heavenly Sword of Light, which was displayed on a pedestal nearby. His eyes gleamed with an unsettling intensity, and Liè Rén could sense his greed and desire for power.
The Heavenly Sword of Light was a beautiful artifact, with a blade that shone like the sun and a hilt adorned with intricate carvings of dragons and phoenixes. It seemed to radiate an aura of power and light, and Liè Rén could feel its energy calling to him.
After a fierce battle, Wū Jiàn lay defeated, his inner energy depleted. Liè Rén and his friends stood over him, their chests heaving with exhaustion.
"You should have stayed out of this, Wū Jiàn," Liè Rén said, his voice cold and menacing. "Now, let's claim the Heavenly Sword of Light and fulfill our mission."
As they reached for the sword, Wū Jiàn's eyes flashed with anger and greed. "No! You'll never have it! I'll come back and claim it for myself!"
Liè Rén smiled, his eyes gleaming with determination. "We'll be ready for you, Wū Jiàn. And next time, only one of us will walk away."
With that, Liè Rén and his friends claimed the Heavenly Sword of Light and continued their journey, ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.