Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 248 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: The Three-in-One Shop, Sword Spirit
"The people from Luowang are interesting. It's been a long time since anyone has chosen to visit at night."

The three men's gazes darkened when they heard a voice behind them. Although the people from Luo Wang had already learned a lot from other channels, this small shop still gave them a pleasant surprise.

"And who are you?"

Behind the gate, a man in a blue shirt leaned against the wall, looking at the three uninvited guests with amusement.

"Mo Xuan is a shop assistant at Sanhepu."

Mo Xuan replied casually.

Upon hearing this answer, a strange glint appeared in the eyes of the three men. This man who claimed to be a shop assistant at Sanhepu was no ordinary person. They had not noticed his presence before entering the shop, and there was only one explanation for this: this shop assistant's strength was no less than theirs.

"Sanhepu is indeed wealthy and powerful, with a shop assistant at the Grandmaster level."

After saying this, the man turned to Qingze and said meaningfully, "There's also a manager at the Grandmaster level."

"It seems you really have many secrets hidden here."

Upon hearing this, Qingze smiled and waved his hand.

"You may be mistaken, I don't actually know martial arts."

"Besides, what's the point of someone like me, a mere accountant, having martial arts skills?"

The three of them didn't believe Qingze's words. Being able to detect their presence instantly was something that someone who didn't know martial arts couldn't do.

"He's right, this old lecher really doesn't know martial arts."

Suddenly, another voice came from the quiet little house. The three of them felt a chill in their hearts. It was another expert they had not noticed beforehand.

Before coming to this small shop, they had prepared themselves mentally, but the actual situation still made them feel like they were out of control.

It's astonishing that such a small place like Sanhepu could hide so many top martial arts masters.

The back door was gently opened, and a very beautiful girl walked in, carrying a very unique sword.

"The Net is really willing to spend a lot of money, sending out three Heaven-level assassins and dozens of Earth-level assassins at once. Aren't they afraid of being wiped out here all at once, and then the Shadow Guards will wipe out their entire stronghold?"

The girl was very impolite. As soon as she entered the room, she began to make sarcastic remarks. Judging from her tone, she seemed to know a lot about the relationship between the Luo Wang and the Shadow Guard.

Upon hearing this, the three men's expressions became somewhat solemn. The leakage of intelligence is the greatest taboo for an organization. The unfriendly relationship between Luo Wang and Ying Mi Wei was known to few people, even in the imperial court. Yet, this girl in front of them was able to see through the secret in a single sentence.

This incident also reveals that Sanhepu has its own intelligence network, and it is an extremely terrifying one, with its tentacles reaching even into the imperial court and the Xianyang Palace.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The three men, all clad in black armor and wearing bronze masks, were dressed almost identically, differing only in the longswords they carried. Upon seeing the newcomers, the black-armored man wielding the Jingni Sword looked over.

"A bird that has left its cage."

"Is that the sword in your hand Jing Ni? So you are the current master of the Jing Ni sword. Unfortunately, the Net is a weapon of murder, and the Jing Ni sword is also a weapon of murder. Being in the Net, you will never get what you want."

As the visitor spoke these words, a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

Feeling the pity in the other person's eyes, Jing Ni found it somewhat amusing. As a top-tier assassin of the Luo Wang organization, when had he ever been looked at like this before?
"Jing Ni, one of the legendary Eight Swords of the King of Yue, ranked fifth. It was forged from the fine gold of Kunwu Mountain and was made by sacrificing a white horse and a white ox to the god of Kunwu, in accordance with the energy of the eight directions."

The girl, oblivious to everyone else, began to recount the legends surrounding the Jingni Sword.

"Legend has it that the special ability of the Jingni Sword is that 'when used to sail the sea, whales and salamanders will dive into the deep sea because they are afraid of the sword's power, and dare not approach it, hence the name Jingni."

At this point, a hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared on the girl's lips.

"However, rumors are just rumors. Jing Ni's actual ability is to absorb the wielder's internal energy to strengthen her sword energy. Sometimes, even a simple sword strike can unleash tremendous power, making it impossible for the opponent to defend against in battle."

As the veil covering Jingni's sword was removed by the other party, Jingni's eyes changed from surprise to fear.

Before even exchanging blows, the opponent already knows the details of the Jingni Sword. If we still think about taking them by surprise, it will probably be just empty talk.

What he couldn't understand was that the secret hidden within the Jingni Sword was known only to its wielder, while the others in the Luo Wang knew very little about it, or were even completely unaware of it.

Who exactly are you?

"If you want to know the answer, why don't you find it yourself!"

After saying this, the girl turned and left. Jingni gave a look to the two people beside her, and then followed her out.

"There are two more people, shopkeeper, which one do you choose?"

Mo Xuan shrugged. He wasn't worried about that girl at all; her strength far surpassed his. Although these people in front of him came from the Luo Wang organization, they were not easy to deal with.

He didn't know if Qingze knew martial arts, but he had sensed a dangerous aura emanating from him, so he believed that the other party must have some backup plan.

"You choose first! I'm easy, I don't know martial arts anyway, it's the same whichever one I fight!"

The two black-armored men still inside the house suddenly felt a surge of killing intent upon hearing Qingze's words. They were not like cabbages, to be picked at will.

"Choose? I guess you can choose how you die~~"

The person who spoke sneered, leaped forward, and pounced on Qingze, while another person attacked Moxuan behind him.

The two acted with perfect coordination, giving Mo Xuan no chance to intervene. The young man named Qing Ze was strange; they didn't want to gamble, so the one who made the move was the strongest of the three, a man wielding the Yue King's Eight Swords to ward off the sun.

"Shopkeeper, have you ever heard of the phrase 'cut into a thousand pieces'?"

Qingze narrowed his eyes but did not reply.

"This is the way I have chosen for you to die. If you die without leaving a thousand wounds on your body, then I will consider the battle lost."

Seeing Qingze standing motionless in place, Mo Xuan's eyelids twitched. Could it be that this shopkeeper really didn't know martial arts? If that were true, then when Qingxu investigated, he would be in deep trouble.

"Are you scared out of your wits?"

"It seems he really doesn't know martial arts."

"Pity"

A streak of ink-black feather pierced the air, only to be instantly severed in half. Seeing the fleeting anxiety in Mo Xuan's eyes, the black-armored man wielding the Xuanjian sword stood firm, blocking his path.

The speed of the obscuring sun was extremely fast, and the longsword was wielded into a full moon, with the sword light blooming like moonlight.

Qingze coughed lightly. "If you don't come out soon, I might get killed."

Upon hearing this, the people in the room were immediately startled. There were still people here? They had already checked the place carefully several times before.

And this time, even Mo Xuan was a little confused. He knew better than anyone how many employees were in the Sanhe Shop, so how could there be anyone else at this time? Unless those old immortals from Mount Taiyi had come down the mountain.

However, after a moment of surprise, the room suddenly darkened again. This darkness was different from dim light; it was an inner turmoil, as if an ink painting of heaven and earth had been unintentionally revealed.

Immediately afterwards, a man with an extremely strange appearance walked out of the painting.

The other person had white hair, his eyes were covered by a black cloth, he was wearing tattered armor, and his hands were covered with dragon scales. As he walked out, the surrounding area was filled with yin energy, and the environment became sinister and eerie without anyone noticing.

Mo Xuan glanced at the person out of the corner of his eye, and his pupils suddenly contracted. He had seen a similar scene in Xinzheng, South Korea.

Back then, the ninth prince of Korea possessed a divine weapon called Ni Lin, from which a sword spirit was born, whose appearance was nine-tenths similar to the one we have now.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the long sword that concealed the sun finally stopped two inches in front of Qingze and could not go any further.

However, this power to freeze time and space did not last long, only within a small area. Yan Ri was greatly alarmed, as such terrifying power reminded him of the ultimate technique of the Taoist Heavenly Sect—"The World Loses Its Color".

Compared to Yan Ri, the silver-haired man did not hesitate for a moment. He naturally stretched out his arm, and a broken longsword appeared in his hand. Then, his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Just then, Yan Ri felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He subconsciously tilted his head to one side and looked at the blade coming from behind him. Yan Ri's heart pounded.

The newcomer made no sound at all; even the wind was barely audible. If it weren't for his beast-like intuition honed through countless brushes with death, that single sword strike would have been enough to send him to his death.

Danger.

Upon their first encounter, Yan Ri realized that the man before her, who did not seem to be a real person, was extremely dangerous, even more so than Mo Xuan and the girl.

"The birth of a sword is destined to bring disaster, and even the later stability and peace were forged in blood and tears."

Qingze's voice came over slowly and deliberately. Yanri glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and saw that the shopkeeper of Sanhepu was looking him up and down with a smile.

"Your sword should be called Sun-Covering Sword!"

The white-haired man moved again, his speed as fast as a ghost. Yan Ri had no time to deal with Qing Ze at this moment, only thinking about how to block the opponent's attack. Amidst the dazzling sword light, he suddenly felt like cursing.

What exactly is going on with this shop?

“Yanri is one of the eight swords of King Goujian of Yue. Legend has it that King Goujian of Yue ordered people to sacrifice white horses and white oxen to the god of Kunwu Mountain and mined gold to forge eight swords. Yanri is the first of the eight swords.”

"Legend has it that this sword is very special. When it is pointed at the sun, the sunlight will be dimmed. Metal is yin, and when yin is strong, yang is extinguished. This means that when the Sun-Covering Sword is pointed at the sun, the sunlight will be dimmed due to the yin energy of the metal."

"Some say it can manipulate yin and yang and suppress the yang energy, hence the name 'covering the sun'."

"Your current skill level is not worthy of this sword."

Qingze returned to the recliner, put his hands behind his head, and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

As the leader of the Eight Swords of Yue, Yan Ri should be the strongest among the eight. However, judging from his performance, the person in front of him is not even as good as the one who fought Mo Xuan. How can such a person convince everyone?
"Cut the nonsense!!"

With a swift parry, Yan Ri deflected the longsword from the white-haired man's hand. He then focused his energy, tapped the blade with two fingers, and an extremely strange fluctuation emanated from it.

"To cover the sun!"

The space suddenly trembled, and an illusory barrier descended from the sky. Qingze seemed to sense something, but at this moment, he showed no sign of tension. Judging from the other party's expression, he seemed to feel a little regretful.

However, at this moment, Yan Ri's attention was mostly on the white-haired man, and she did not see Qing Ze's reaction.

Seeing the white-haired man trapped by the sun-obscuring barrier, Yan Ri turned to look at Qing Ze and gave a cold smile.

"Shopkeeper, can we settle our accounts now?"

Qingze noticed the other person looking over and his expression turned somewhat strange.

He then pointed to the side and said, "Mr. Yanri, are you sure you want to settle our score now?"

For some reason, Yan Ri's eyebrows twitched twice. Before he could think it through, he rolled on the spot, feeling the burning sensation on his face. This top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization was immediately filled with fear.

Looking at the white-haired man standing unharmed in front of Qingze, Yanri seemed to have guessed something, and a hint of retreat appeared in his eyes.

"Is this a sword spirit??"

After saying this, Yan Ri felt somewhat incredulous. Even among the famous swords listed in Master Feng Hu Zi's list of famous swords, none could produce such an unbelievable existence.

After a while, Qingze nodded.

“It is indeed a sword spirit. Someone told me that the sword spirit is the most powerful and compatible undead among all the sword masters of all time. I don’t know who he is, but if the sword in your hand can one day cultivate a sword spirit, I wouldn’t be surprised!”

"Oh? What does the shopkeeper mean?"

Qingze gave the other person a deep look and said in a deep voice, "I have met the other two owners of this sword, but unfortunately, they were killed before they left a single word."

"who is it?"

Qingze shook his head.

"He is on Mount Taiyi. If you have the courage, you might as well go up and try your luck."

Yan Ri was so taken aback by Qing Ze's words that she almost couldn't catch her breath.

He guessed whose person Qingze was talking about, but to go looking for a Grandmaster in broad daylight like this, he was indeed injured, but the injury wasn't to his brain. They came to Taiyi Mountain for other purposes, not to die.

"Shopkeeper, that joke isn't funny!"

"Furthermore, Manager Qingze, there's something you might not know: that person has already descended the mountain. Otherwise, why would we be visiting your shop at this hour of the night?"

Qingze chuckled.

"However, it seems that his presence or absence doesn't have much impact on us now."

A smile suddenly appeared on Yan Ri's lips.

"Shopkeeper, do you really think that's the case?"

(End of this chapter)