Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 668: I took the sword

The sudden sound frightened Mrs. Ao so much that she trembled. She looked up quickly and saw a figure in the darkness.

"You...who are you?"

Teng...

With a finger pointing, the oil lamp that had just been extinguished suddenly lit up again, illuminating the man's profile, who looked quite young.

"You didn't call for help, which was very wise. That's why I like to deal with responsible and sensible women."

Chu Pingsheng turned his head and looked at the woman standing in front of the bed. She was lightly made up, with a golden hairpin with a flying phoenix in her hair, tight skin, and a goose-like neck. She looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He thought to himself that no wonder the Sword Demon was so crazy about her, she was indeed a pretty beauty.

"You are... Chu Pingsheng?"

"Yes."

"You...how did you get in?"

"You don't need to know that."

"This is my room, get out."

"Oh, you and your son planned to inform Xiongba and harm me, but now you are acting like a victim. Don't you think it's a bit like the thief crying thief?"

It turned out... he heard everything she said to Aotian.

Madam Ao's palms were sweating and she felt weak all over. She and Aotian were not ordinary people and they thought they were quite good at martial arts. However, Chu Pingsheng had been hiding in the room for a long time and the two of them were completely unaware. It was really terrifying.

"But I have already... I have persuaded Tian'er to stay."

"If you hadn't persuaded him, we wouldn't have had the conversation that follows."

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Tell me what you want to do first."

Chu Pingsheng said: "First, Jian Mo and Aotian invited Bu Jingyun, Jian Chi, and Duan Lang to Baijian Villa. According to what you said, they should take the sword based on their own abilities. In fact, you wanted to take advantage of their 'greed, anger, and ignorance' sword hearts, use their blood to sacrifice the sword, and then Aotian would take the sword, and then bring glory to the family."

"You...you...how do you know?"

"Secondly, with the emergence of the peerless divine sword, your mission will be accomplished. Even if the means you prepared cannot kill the sword demon, you don't have to endure the torture. It will be over once and for all."

Madam Ao looked at him with great horror.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"What do I want? Look at the question, you should ask what you can give me?"

At this point, she understood and kept shaking her head, slowly moving backwards until the bed board touched her legs and she sat down at the head of the bed.

"Madam Ao, you don't want me to tell Bu Jingyun, Jian Tan and Duan Lang the truth, and make Aojian Villa's decades of planning fail, right?"

"Since you have endured the murder of your husband for so many years for the sake of Aojian Villa, what about me, a young man with no grudges against me? Besides... I don't want your body for nothing. Tomorrow I will lend you a helping hand and let you kill the Sword Demon with your own hands."

Chu Pingsheng sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Think about it, but you only have time for a cup of tea."

Time passed minute by minute, and as the tea was almost finished, Chu Pingsheng's eyes became sharper and sharper. Madam Ao gritted her teeth.

"Okay, I promise you, but only this time. You can't tell anyone else about our relationship."

"can."

Whoosh, a gust of wind blew past, and the light of the oil lamp went out.

Mrs. Ao only felt her waist sink and was embraced by a strong arm. A warm breath sprayed on her face, and there was also some very light and soft, enchanting fragrance going into her nose, which made her heart flutter.

After all, she hasn't been close to any man for ten years, so it would be a lie to say that she doesn't miss him at all. Compared with the ugly and wretched Sword Demon, who is also a psychopath who killed her husband's enemy, Chu Pingsheng is a delicate, handsome, and martial arts-skilled little brother. Is there any need to think about how to choose?
What's more, she did this for a reason that even Aotian's deceased father could not object to - for Aojian Villa.

……

for a long time.

"Tell me, if the Sword Demon knew that the body he had coveted for ten years but never got was slept with by someone like me who had only arrived at the Sword Worshiping Villa for one day, how would he feel?"

Mrs. Ao was shocked but said nothing.

"What? Are you still shy? You weren't like this just now. Come, let me see your face."

Chu Pingsheng straightened her body and saw that she closed her eyes and didn't speak. He felt it was a little funny, because she was not like this just now.

"Madame, madam..."

Just then, there was a shout from outside, and the sound of hurried footsteps.

Madam Ao sat up suddenly, holding the quilt tightly with her hands, and asked with all her strength, "Who?"

"It's me, Tonglu, Madam, something...something big happened at Jianchi."

Madam Ao pried open Chu Pingsheng's dishonest hands and shook her head at him in the dark: "Don't panic, tell me quickly, what happened?"

"Jian Tan, Duan Lang, and Bu Jingyun broke into the Sword Pond at night. Elder Jian Mo and Young Master have already started fighting with them."

"Okay, I understand. You go down first." Tap tap tap...

The footsteps at the door were getting farther and farther away. Mrs. Ao quickly got out of bed, groped in the dark, picked up the clothes on the ground and started to put them on. However, perhaps because of her nervousness, she took a long time to put on her outer skirt.

"let me help you."

Chu Pingsheng held her waist from behind and helped her put on her clothes considerately: "Don't panic, with the strength of Bu Jingyun, Duan Lang, and Jian Tan, Jian Mo and Ao Tian are more than enough to handle them."

"You'll help me later, right?"

"Of course, now I am also considered half the owner of Aojian Villa, so of course I have to stand on the side of my woman."

Madam Ao's eyes wandered in the darkness: "I will go out first, and you go out later. The sword pond is in the northeast corner of the manor."

"okay, I get it."

Mrs. Ao said no more, put on her clothes and left in a hurry.

After she left and making sure there was no sound outside, Chu Pingsheng pushed open the door, jumped lightly, and headed towards the northeast corner into the night.

……

When Chu Pingsheng arrived at the sword pool, the battle between the Sword Demon and Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun, and Jian Tan had already ended. The blood belonging to the three sword hearts of greed, anger, and ignorance gathered on the ground and flowed towards the sword furnace where the peerless sword was hung.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The Sword Demon laughed loudly, "I am under the command of Madam Ao. The affairs of Aojian Villa are my affairs. The best sword in the world is the best among all swords. It must be forged with the most persistent blood. Now, I will take the blood of the three of you to help the birth of the best sword. Greed, anger, and ignorance are the three poisons of Buddhism. Your blood is the best sacrifice for it."

Jian Tan covered the wound on his leg and understood: "So you deliberately invited the three of us to come here to sacrifice our blood to the sword."

At this time, the blood flowing from the three people had gathered along the blood trough, turning into a stream of bright red and injected into the sword furnace.

Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang both looked at it in horror.

Jian Chen, the descendant of the heroic sword who had just arrived at the scene, also looked up and saw a dazzling light rising from the sword furnace surrounded by dozens of "peerless swords". The sword light was shining brightly and the murderous aura was surging.

Sword slave Wen Nu and swordsmith Zhong Mei looked at the nearly finished sword with excitement, muttering: "It's done, it's finally done..."

Madam Ao glanced at Chu Pingsheng, who looked calm as if nothing had happened, and told her son, "Tian'er, go get the sword."

"it is good."

Although Aotian didn't know why Chu Pingsheng was indifferent, in order for Baijian Villa to dominate the area, he gritted his teeth, flew up, and tried to get the peerless sword trapped in the flames. As a result... he naturally suffered a lot and was forced back by the overbearing fire and lost his grip.

"Mom, it's too hot. I don't want to take the sword. Even without it, I can still make Baijian Villa famous in the martial arts world."

"Tian'er, this peerless sword took the Ao family decades and generations of hard work. How can you give up so easily?"

"But mother...I don't want to die."

Bu Jingyun looked at the Fire Scale Sword in his hand, leaped up suddenly, slashed downward with a sword energy, and flew to grab the peerless sword. Unfortunately, he did not have the effect of the Kirin Arm that was not afraid of flames, and his palm was burned after just a slight contact. The Fire Scale Sword's sword energy also bounced back from the sword furnace. He groaned and was pushed away by the shock wave, hitting the wall and fainting.

Jian Tan stretched out his hand to feel the heat, then quickly pulled it back. Duan Lang saw what happened to Bu Jingyun and did not dare to act rashly. He moved his gaze to the Huolin Sword, as if he was thinking about something.
"Does anyone else want to try?" Chu Pingsheng threw the peanuts he got from the kitchen when he rushed to the sword pool into his mouth and walked lazily towards the sword furnace.

The Sword Demon's mouth curled slightly, with a look of sneer on his face: "You overestimate your own abilities!"

Bu Jingyun, Jian Tan, and Duan Lang, the three who sacrificed their blood to forge sword spirits, couldn't get anything from the sword furnace. How could Chu Pingsheng, who did nothing, succeed? How is that possible!

Madam Ao said inexplicably: "Be careful, it's dangerous."

This made the Sword Demon's expression change, and his eyes when he looked at Chu Pingsheng became extremely fierce.

Sword slave Wen Nu, swordsmith Zhong Mei, and Jian Chen just stared at him intently.

"one two three four……"

When he took the seventh step, Chu Pingsheng had already walked to the front of the sword furnace and faced the scorching airflow calmly.

There seemed to be a gust of wind swirling around him, the heat was hard to get close to, and his blue shirt fluttered slightly.

Suddenly, dense wind lines swung outwards, like many floating gossamer threads. Chu Pingsheng raised his right hand violently, and a dragon shadow with dense ice scales wrapped around his palm slammed heavily on the surface of the sword furnace.

The cold air and the hot wind made a slight hissing sound when they met, and everyone felt that the temperature of the sword pool dropped suddenly. The sword furnace made a sound like a dragon's roar and began to shake violently. After three breaths, accompanied by the sudden burst of sword energy, a beam of golden light rose into the sky from the blazing flames.

Zhong Mei's eyes, which were covered by her long snow-white eyebrows, quickly widened. She looked at the golden light that looked like a peerless sword and said, "It's the sword spirit of the peerless sword. Finally... on this day... it's finally done."

Wen Nu also looked delighted.

However, the two men were only happy for a moment before they were stunned by the scene before them.

Chu Pingsheng shook out the sword spirit of the peerless sword, but did not subdue it. A dark sword flashed in his hand, and the blade drew a streak of scarlet. With a loud shout from him, a figure flashed, and a residual light flashed by.

For a moment, golden light burst out so brightly that people could not open their eyes.

Afterwards, as the strong light faded, the sword spirit in the air consumed all the light, split into two, and fell back into the sword furnace with a wail, like a dead object.

"The sword spirit of the peerless sword... is destroyed?"

Wen Nu and Zhong Mei collapsed at once. The former covered his head with his hands and knelt on the ground, while the latter seemed to have lost her soul at once. She slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the sword furnace that had no sword intent at all.

Jian Tan also had a look of despair on his face. His two mustaches were trembling with anger. He pointed at Chu Pingsheng and said, "You son of a bitch, what did you do? What did you do?"

(End of this chapter)