Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang slowly opened his eyes.

Everything was silent.

However, in comparison to last night, the silence wasn't oppressive.

It was just that, silence.

Shang's head wasn't hurting anymore.

His mind wasn't under pressure anymore.

While he had dreaded the silence during the last night, he enjoyed it now.

It was just calm.

For a while, Shang only lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He could see some orange light coming from the two slits in the wall. It was either morning or evening.

Shang didn't stand up immediately.

He only remained lying on his bed, enjoying the calm and silence.

Last night went through his memory again, and he remembered how he had felt.

'Last night was difficult.'

'But everything actually isn't as bad as it seems.'

'I'm making quick progress with my power, and I reached a major milestone just recently. I can upgrade my sword now.'

Shang looked at the sword lying beside him and remembered that the sword had wanted to be close to him.

Shang touched it lightly, but it didn't react.

'It's still difficult to believe that there are such things as living weapons. Guess I'm still too used to Earth.'

Shang looked at the ceiling again.

'I'm still on edge when thinking about that day,' Shang thought with furrowed brows. 'However, things aren't as bad. I don't need to achieve cold-heartedness in an instant. I still have a long way to go.'

'Yes, that event has taken a lot out of me, but I'm sure that I can recover. I'm also sure that I can get used to it.'

'After all, many teachers probably went through something similar, and they still managed to reach the Commander Stage. Sure, in the grand scheme of things, that isn't very powerful, but they also live in a weak world.'

'I know that there are at least eight Realms in this world, and I only know of five, but this area is still a small microcosm of power. In this microcosm, the teachers are already pretty powerful.'

'So, if they managed to get through something like this, I can too.'

'I only need time and effort, and I have a lot of both.'

The same issues that had plagued Shang's mind yesterday now only looked like minor problems.

Why?

Because he had slept.

That was it.

a situation felt inescapable and oppressive, a good night's sleep could work

falling out that felt like the end of the world, but

often forgot what sleep could do for someone's

only lay on the

silence of his

his mind had thrown one thing after the other at him. It was like it had been overloaded with

was like his mind had

continued thinking about his life for about an

to do

up from his bed and looked at the light coming from the

It was yellowish-white.

it was,'

too full. I guess I probably slept

glanced over at his

the

his chin and felt the

'I should shave.'

skinning knife he bought

there

moment, Shang

train against

wasn't blind to his

he stayed,

weeks, his mind would probably become taut again, and

didn't look forward to the

people felt like everything was normal and good, but as soon as night hit, their hidden injuries would surface

okay, but during the

on their problems, every following night would become easier

over the hill yet, but for now, he felt

left his room with his

building, he saw

and I've been here for over two weeks. I

of the academy, all the

actions might have been very extreme, but they had served their purpose. No

of relaxed walking, Shang

the counter, and

said as he handed Shang's

a polite smile. Right now,

barely anything. Sure enough, without hunting Vanishing Snakes, earning

package for you," the clerk

Shang asked

who would

couldn't imagine anyone that would

put a big sack of gold on the counter. "A note is

at the sack

had to be

him that much

said with a confused expression. He pulled the sack to the side and