Birth of the Demonic Sword

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living. Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone! Follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/CNh28NP Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com/ Fandom: https://botds.fandom.com/wiki/Birth_of_the_Demonic_Sword_Wiki

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12. Smile

The atmosphere became heavier, Noah felt a little like suffocating.

He looked at the stern expression on his Master's face and gulped, then released a long breath and got in a charging position with both his sabers pointing ahead.

'He is strong, way stronger than any guard I've faced, and they are stronger than me already.'

William was unmoving, he didn't even seem to breathe.

He was staring fixedly at Noah, waiting for his move.

'He won't underestimate me like Micky.'

Noah's eyes became full of resolution.

'So I can only charge ahead and see how it goes.'

Once decided, Noah didn't waste any more time.

He charged ahead, and, in a moment, he was in front of William, aiming for a double horizontal cut.

A loud THUD resounded in his mind.

"Reckless, what's the point of wielding two sabers if then you use both to attack against an opponent of whom you know nothing?"

Noah found himself on the ground, his left shoulder hurting.

'I didn't even see his attack.'


William ordered.

Noah stood up, pointing with his right arm, and went back into an attacking position.

Then he charged ahead again but made a feint before entering William's range of attack and twisted to his left slashing with his right saber, the left one was held still to cover his head.


"A feint can only work if your ability to perform it surpasses your opponent's ability to see through it. Again."

This time it was his right leg to hurt.

Noah slightly sensed something after he made the feint, but it was too fast for him to react and so he ended up again on the ground.

Like this, the day went on.


"If you use a jump attack on someone faster than you, you are just cutting off your road of retreat."


"Whenever you try to use your height to your advantage, your opponent will do the same with his peculiarity."


"Aiming for my blind spot was smart, but I'm a cultivator! I don't have blind spots because I can clearly sense you with my mental energy."


"Your perseverance almost moves me, but even throwing your saber won't work."


"You sure are stubborn, but that won't get you anywhere until you understand today's lesson."


This time William didn't speak, he just looked at the kid full of bruises in front of him.

He was pointing with both his trembling knees and sabers at the floor, attempting to stand up once more.

His breath ragged, and his whole body was covered in sweat, yet his eyes were still staring at William with fervor.

"And... Cough... What would today's lesson be about?"

Noah asked, expressing his confusion.

"Tell me, my disciple, what can you do against a faster, stronger opponent that you cannot outsmart?"

Noah lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, then he answered with a questioning tone:


William half-smiled sighing softly.

"Quite but not totally right. The only thing you can do is giving up. You must understand that sometimes you simply can't win, even if you put your everything on the line, no matter how unfair it may look."

Noah looked at his Master's smile. He had nothing to say, he was right.

"Today, I wanted to make you understand this and also train you a bit, but your stubbornness carried on for three hours, so it's better to call it a day. I'll see you again in a week at the same hour and in the same room. Now go rest and don't do anything too demanding for your body."

And then, William left.

The atmosphere relaxed, and Noah could not hold on to the sabers anymore and fell on the floor.

He coughed a couple of times and then went in a cross-legged position.


He exhaled a deep breath with his eyes closed and then tried to bring his respiration rate back to its normal pace.

A smile appeared on his tired face.

'He is incredibly strong! From start to finish, I have never seen his movements but only sensed them a little. This mental energy stuff is incredible… A cultivator is outstanding! I wonder if he would be able to stop a bullet from my previous world. Hahaha, I love this! The more I see a cultivator, the more I want to become one! So much might in just one man! A hand to stop two swords, a hand to stop a dragon! I want to train more, I want to get stronger, I want to forge my life with my own power! Who cares if I die again, this is the first time I feel so alive in two lives!'

Then, the image of Lily appeared in his head, and his smile became more complex.

'I guess I should first solve her situation. Otherwise, I won't be at peace.'

The smile disappeared, and he opened his eyes, resolution was literally pouring out of his expression.

'Either way, I need strength to do both things, so my course of action can only imply more training.'

He stood up with difficulty and carried himself back to his room.

He ate a big meal and studied both manuals till after dinner, then he carried on looking at the Kesier rune.

The following morning, he woke up with his body hurting all over the place, but he didn't care.

He stuck with his schedule with even more passion.

He was slowly but steadily progressing, becoming stronger every day.

The following week he arrived even earlier at the appointment with William.

That time he actually had to wait for his Master to come.

When he entered the room, he looked at the disciple staring at him with expectations and could not help but shake his head.

'And here I thought that he had learned something last time.'

He yawned shortly and then took a wooden stick from the wall behind him.

"Today, we will switch defense and attack, and I will point out every mistake you make by hitting you with this."

He pointed at the wooden stick in his hands.

"Come on, start attacking me."

Noah hurriedly stood up and took two training sabers.

Then he directly charged at William with his sabers crossed in front of him.


The tip of the stick hit his head as he fell back in guard.

"Your body must be more crouched to use that type of charge to protect your whole upper body. Again."

Noah tried once more with the same charge but following his Master's advice this time.


The stick struck the point where the sabers crossed and pushed them back on Noah's chest.

"Put some strength in those arms. How can your weapons protect you if you let them hit your body."

And so, Noah charged once more.


The stick hit the same spot as before, but this time Noah held on and deflected the stick entering William's guard.

Yet, when he was about to strike, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"That wasn't bad, now try with a different form."

William had somehow vanished to reappear behind Noah.

He looked at the smiling figure behind him and shook his head to suppress any thought of cursing him.

This way, the morning passed by with William perfecting Noah's technique.

"We've had a nice training session today. See you next week."

Noah was in a pitiful state, but that time he managed to make a bow before his Master exited the room.

He was really grateful for the time William was investing in him, and that day he really made some great progress. He could not wait for the following seven days to pass!


Edited by: Alessandro Sica