Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 64 Sword Sheath (Third Update)
“Squeak~!”

Ren Shaoyang opened the door and looked at Xiang Qiezheng, who was drenched in sweat, with some surprise: "Master Xiang, you're sweating so much!"

Xiang Qie was so frightened that his lips turned white. He glanced at him, trembling slightly, and couldn't utter a single word.

Ding An also came out, his gaze falling on Xiang Qiezheng's face: "Wow, Master! Are you sick?"

Xiang Qiezheng remained unmoved, paying no heed to his words. Only one thought occupied his mind: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

Ren Shaoyang sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to inject the "Great Vajra Divine Power" into Xiang Qiezheng's body.

Ding'an also realized what was happening and hurriedly asked from the side, "Oh dear, Master, are you injured?"

Seeing that Xiang Qiezheng's complexion was improving, Ren Shaoyang stopped channeling his internal energy, and Ding An reached out and pressed his master's philtrum.

Push with all your might!

"Ouch!" Xiang Qie was in so much pain that his limbs were twitching, as if he had gone mad.

Ding'an quickly let go, and asked in surprise, "Master, Master, are you feeling better?"

After a long while, Xiang Qiezheng finally regained his senses. He suddenly took a long breath, staring at Ding An with bloodshot eyes, looking somewhat deranged.

"I'm alive! I almost strangled you to death, you traitor! Are you trying to kill your master?"

"No no!"

"Hmph, I think you're still unhappy about Xiang Ling getting married and are using this as an excuse to harm me!"

"I don't"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and shook his head, then helped Xiang Qiezheng into the house to sit down before asking, "Master Xiang, what happened to you just now? Could it be that you are still recovering from a serious injury?"

"I don't know either. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I was suddenly overcome by a great fear. The whole sky went dark, and I saw stars. This feeling was really, really terrifying."

Xiang Qiezheng sighed, still looking terrified.

Ding An looked completely bewildered: "Huh? Why didn't I feel anything?"

Ren Shaoyang frowned, turned to look at Hongxiu, who was sleeping soundly inside the gauze curtains, and saw a snot bubble on her nose, its size fluctuating with her breath, while she muttered "braised pork."

He turned his head expressionlessly: "Perhaps it's because Master Xiang was overworked yesterday?"

“But, it might just be my hallucination.” Xiang Qiezheng nodded heavily, then looked in the direction of the little beggar and said softly, “Is Miss Hongxiu still not awake?”

After a moment of silence, Ren Shaoyang sighed, "Sleeping like a log."

Xiang Qiezheng laughed heartily: "It's good to get some rest." With that, he took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An were drawn to the view and looked over together.

On the table was a wrist guard made of calfskin, with a dark metal sheath sewn onto the inside.

Ding An asked, "Master, is this the scabbard of the divine sword?"

Xiang Qiezheng laughed heartily: "Exactly!"

Ren Shaoyang picked it up and examined it closely. Inside the wristband, there seemed to be a clever design, with an extremely fine thread extending out and a gold ring attached to it.

"Master Ren, why don't you try placing the Divine Sword Dragon Capture back into its sheath?" Xiang Qiezheng said with a smile. "This item is quite ingenious, and it is one of my proudest creations."

Ren Shaoyang nodded, put the sword on his wrist, and then inserted the Divine Sword Dragon Capture into its sheath with a "click." Seeing that it fit perfectly, he couldn't help but nod.

After putting the gold ring on his ring finger, Ren Shaoyang rotated his wrist and felt relaxed and comfortable, without any sense of heaviness.

Seemingly remembering something, Ren Shaoyang looked at the ring on his ring finger, and with a slight movement of his finger, the force traveled through the silk thread directly into the inner sheath.

"Whoosh!"
A beam of blue light suddenly appeared, chilling and menacing, and stretched out of the window.

Ding An and Xiang Qie felt a chilling wind whistling in front of them, and they screamed and jumped to either side.

But then the blue light stretched out of the window, brushed gently like a ribbon, and then suddenly contracted and disappeared.

Ding An exclaimed in surprise, "Crippled man, this thing of yours is absolutely bizarre!" Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a small sip.

But then he heard a "crack" and a crack appeared between the table in front of him and the windowsill.

Immediately afterwards, with a series of clanging and crashing sounds, the table and even the windowsill were silently cleaved in two before the two people's horrified eyes.

The power of the divine sword is evident!
"Hahaha!"

Xiang Qie was mesmerized by what he saw and laughed heartily.

"Oh dear, Master, don't wake the little beggar!" Ding An quickly stepped forward and covered Xiang Qiezheng's mouth.

Xiang Qiezheng's laughter suddenly stopped, and he almost choked on his breath. He couldn't help but glare fiercely at Ding An: "Traitor! Let go!"

Ding An quickly let go, not understanding how he had gone from being a beloved disciple to a rebellious one in just three days.

Xiang Qiezheng coughed and said to Ren Shaoyang, "Master Ren, are you satisfied with this scabbard?"

Ren Shaoyang waved his right hand, extremely satisfied: "Master Xiang, your craftsmanship is truly remarkable!" He then looked at the wristband with some doubt, "However, the craftsmanship and the ring don't seem to be products of the Central Plains."

"Master Ren has a good eye!" Xiang Qiezheng gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "This is indeed not a creation of the Central Plains, but a sword passed down from my ancestors. It is said to be a hidden blade used by Western assassins. I saw that its mechanism was intricate and complicated, so I modified it and made this divine sword sheath."

"An assassin's hidden blade?" Ren Shaoyang's lips twitched. "Master Xiang, your family has had quite a few professions in the past."

Xiang Qiezheng laughed and said, "That's not the case. My Xiang family's ancestral home is Quanzhou. Back then, when the Pu family in Quanzhou was wiped out, my ancestors rushed in and looted the place. They happened to see the corpses of several Westerners dressed in white robes in the garden, and that's how they got the hidden sword."

"Oh I got it."

While Ren Shaoyang was saying this, he was secretly thinking, "Damn it, the Temple assassins died in Quanzhou? Speaking of which, should I also get a robe with a white hood? That would make me look more authentic."

Xiang Qiezheng spoke with them for a while, then took his leave.

After a while, the little beggar hummed a few times.

Ding'an was overjoyed. He lifted the curtain and exclaimed, "Little beggar, you, you're awake?"

Hongxiu laughed, "You slept so well!" Suddenly, she frowned, "I'm hungry."

Seeing that she was clear-headed, spoke fluently, and was still as greedy as ever, Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Okay, I'll go find you something to eat."

Hongxiu licked her lips, looking craving: "Braised pork, such big, such fatty braised pork!"

Ding An smiled and said, "I'll have the kitchen prepare it." Without another word, he turned and left.

Ren Shaoyang noticed that although her face was somewhat pale, her eyes were bright and lively. Although her energy was still low, her spirits were surprisingly high.

Recalling the strange phenomena that occurred after Hongxiu took the knife, and the way Xiang Qie was about to die, he gave Hongxiu a deep look.

"Little beggar, it seems this knife has truly transformed you."

Hongxiu laughed and said, "I don't know either. I just felt that after I took the knife, the three strange powers in my body became one. I just had a dream where the whole world was in my palm, and I could do whatever I wanted. It was so wonderful!"

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow: "Three styles combined? Heaven and earth in hand?"

"Yes, but only for a moment. Then I fell asleep and don't remember anything else."

Ren Shaoyang frowned: "I'll have a doctor check you out. You should rest some more." As he spoke, he tucked the blanket around Hongxiu and then turned and walked out the door.

The garden was unusually quiet in the afternoon.

Ren Shaoyang walked slowly forward along the pink walls of the long corridor. Peach blossoms, bauhinia, and chaste trees were in full bloom, and their fragrance was intoxicating.

After exiting the vermilion gate, blue stone steps lead directly to a lotus pond, in the center of which stands a pavilion connected by a winding bridge.

One person was sitting alone, while two others stood on either side.

Upon closer inspection, it was Zhao Zheng sitting in the middle, with Zhang Zhen and Zhu Dadian standing behind him, watching Ren Shaoyang walk over.

Zhao Zheng cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother Ren, please!"

(End of this chapter)