Transmigrated Villain: Starting by Removing the Female Lead's Supreme Bone

Su He paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words: "I was entrusted with this task to find the other half of the broken sword and to uncover its secrets."

"I see."

Su He keenly noticed her unusual behavior and pressed her for details, "You seem to know something. Can you tell me?"

Zixia hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something but didn't. Her gaze shifted between Suhe and the broken sword, as if she was making some kind of decision.

"This broken sword has an intricate connection with our Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

Zixia finally spoke up.

Zixia said firmly, "My journey here is also to find my other half."

Surprisingly, Su He and Zi Xia had the same goal.

"It seems we are destined to meet."

Su He smiled, his tone softening slightly: "Why don't we join forces and uncover the secrets of the broken sword together?"

Zixia pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons. Finally, she nodded: "Alright, let's act together. But remember, the affairs of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion must not be revealed."

Su He nodded solemnly, indicating his understanding. There must be many more stories behind this mysterious woman waiting for him to uncover.

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the inn's backyard, illuminating two figures facing each other.

Zixia held a long sword, the tip of which pointed at Suhe.

"Su He, how about we have a spar? I want to see how much skill you really have in swordsmanship."

Su He smiled confidently and drew the Tai Xuan Sword from his waist: "Then let me experience the ultimate skills of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

The two quickly created distance between themselves and assumed fighting stances.

Zixia made the first move, her longsword drawing a graceful arc as it pierced straight at Suhe's chest.

Su He remained calm and composed, and with a gentle flick of his Tai Xuan Sword, he neutralized Zi Xia's sword attack.

But Zixia's offensive was far from over. Her swordsmanship was unique, as if thousands of sword shadows were attacking from all directions.

Su He had to concentrate fully to deal with Zi Xia's series of sword moves.

The two swords clashed, drawing dazzling trajectories in the air.

Their cultivation levels were evenly matched, and for a time it was difficult to determine who was superior.

Su He secretly admired Zixia's swordsmanship, which was indeed extraordinary. If he had been careless, he would probably have been defeated long ago.

But he did not give up. He wielded the Tai Xuan Sword in his hand, its sword energy swirling around him, and he countered Zi Xia's sword moves head-on.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, Zixia's expression suddenly changed drastically.

She seemed to recognize something from Suhe's swordplay.

Zixia hurriedly sheathed her sword, took a few steps back, and her expression became serious.

Su He also stopped his attack, looking at her with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my swordsmanship?"

Zixia seemed to be calming down.

She spoke slowly, "Su He, your swordsmanship... reminds me of someone."

Su He raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.

"That person was a senior member of our Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and the creator of the Lanbi Sword."

Zixia's gaze deepened, as if she were lost in distant memories.

"His swordsmanship bears some resemblance to yours. This makes me wonder if there is some connection between you and Lan Bijian."

Su He was shocked. He hadn't expected that his swordsmanship was related to the creator of the Lanbi Sword.

"You mean, I might be the successor of the owner of the Azure Jade Sword?"

Su He asked tentatively.

Zixia shook her head, her tone becoming even more serious: "No, I don't think things are that simple. The whereabouts of the broken sword are probably related to an ancient prophecy."

"A prophecy? What prophecy?"

Su He pressed for details, as he vaguely felt that this prophecy might be the key to unraveling the mystery.

But Zixia did not answer directly. Instead, she said mysteriously, "This prophecy concerns the fate of the entire martial arts world."

I can't reveal too much right now, but you must remember, the broken sword must never fall into evil hands.

Su He expressed his understanding. Zixia must have her reasons, but he couldn't say more.

"Let's continue practicing. Your swordsmanship still needs improvement."

Zixia changed the subject and got back into a fighting stance.

Su He smiled knowingly and raised his sword to meet the challenge once more.

The two figures became entangled again, their swords flashing as they fought relentlessly.

As dawn broke, Su He pushed open the door, preparing to find Zixia to continue yesterday's conversation.

But when he arrived at Zixia's room, he found the door ajar and the room empty.

A sense of foreboding rose in Su He's heart. He quickly entered the room, his eyes searching for Zixia's figure.

But apart from a few simple furnishings, there was nothing else in the room.

Just as Su He was about to leave, he found a letter on the table.

He picked up the letter and saw the two characters "Su He" written on it, the handwriting elegant and clearly from Zixia's hand.

Su He's heart tightened, and he quickly opened the letter and began to read it carefully.

In the letter, Zixia said that she had a heavy responsibility and had to leave, and could no longer see Suhe.

She hoped that Suhe could find the whereabouts of the broken sword as soon as possible and complete his mission, as this was related to the future of the martial arts world.

Su He didn't understand why Zixia suddenly left, nor did he understand what the important task she mentioned was.

But Zixia must have her reasons, and I can't force her to do it.

Su He continued reading, hoping to find more clues.

At the end of the letter, Zixia left a peculiar symbol, like a guide.

Su He stared at the symbol, his brows furrowed.

He seemed to have seen the symbol somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it.

Su He carefully folded the letter and put it into his bosom.

This letter may be the only clue Zixia left for him.

Su He walked out of the room and into the lobby of the inn.

He wanted to ask the shopkeeper about Zixia's whereabouts, hoping to find some clues.

But the waiter said that Zixia had left before dawn and had not said where she went.

After pondering for a moment, Su He decided to go to Fatong Valley to find out what was going on.

He had a vague feeling that the strange symbol might be related to Fatong Valley.

Su He walked out of the inn, mounted his horse, and galloped off towards Fatong Valley.

Fatong Valley, that mysterious place, is quietly waiting for his arrival.

The secret of the broken sword may be hidden there, or it may conceal an even greater crisis.

Suhe rode his horse to the outskirts of town, ready to continue his quest for the sword.

But when he looked up, he found that something was wrong with the scene around him.

In the surrounding woods, some dark figures could be vaguely seen moving about, seemingly quietly surrounding him.

Alarm bells rang in Su He's mind. He immediately reined in his horse and placed his hand on the Tai Xuan sword at his waist.

Just then, a masked man dressed in black emerged from the woods and blocked Suhe's path.

"Hand over the broken sword right now!"

The man's voice was somber and cold, exuding an unquestionable air of authority.

Su He didn't know this person, but the other person seemed to know him very well.

"Who are you? And why do you demand that I hand over my broken sword?"