Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

The broken sword still floated in the air, and began to tell its story: "My name is Gu Yun. My master is not this old man. My master was killed by me long ago."

Upon hearing this, Xing reflexively took half a step back to the right.

"It's even said to be a 'master-killer' sword? This is a true demonic sword! Even though I have many lives, you can't play around like this, can you?"

Xi Qin grabbed Xing and pinched her right shoulder.

"Ouch—stop, stop, stop, it hurts, it hurts..."

"If I tell you to stand still, don't back down, and don't move around too much."

"Okay, okay... stop pinching me..."

Xi Qin slowly released Xing's shoulder. "Then be a good boy and don't back down, or you'll have nowhere to retreat."

"Oh--"

Xing took a step towards Gu Yun. Looking at all the powerful figures around her, she immediately activated the Nine Clans Inquiry Technique. "Tired of fighting, Devouring Master? I believe you definitely have a different story. Let me find out!"

Xing blinked and exclaimed, "666, Yalilo? Or is it the undeveloped version?"

Surrounded by swarms of Buli people, a Yunqi wielded a sword and mechanically slashed, but managed to dodge the Buli people's claw attacks every time.

She felt it was unlikely to be this point, so she moved the timeline forward.

"Not here, move forward a little."

A craftsman kept hammering, and a bright red sword slowly entered the water.

"Not here, go back."

The scene returns to the frozen snowfield, where a lone sword is stuck in the body of a cloud rider who has fallen into demonic possession.

"They're back again? This Demon Yin... is it the Cloud Rider from before? And who killed him with this sword? Let's move forward a bit and take a look."

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With his back to the lone cloud, Yunqi gazed at the vast snowfield. "Old friend, the life of the Immortal Boatman has come to an end. I'll give you a chance for revenge, and send me on my final journey."

The lone cloud did not answer. It flew to the cloud rider and suddenly pierced through the rider's body.

"Thank you, old friend. Suiyang can sense human emotions, my emotions..."

Xing exited immediately upon seeing this.

A glint flashed in his eyes; everything had just happened in the blink of an eye. "I understand now, so it was this Devourer."

Gu Yun trembled slightly, "You saw it just now?"

“I saw it, but only half of it. I stop prying once I get the answer; that’s my principle. I won’t excessively invade other people’s privacy, even though you’re not human. But sentient beings, in their souls, are no different from humans.”

Xing Jiang Gu Yun gripped his sword tightly. "A sword afraid of battle? You just don't want war to start because of you. So, I will stop the war because of you. Of course, you can refuse, but I will take some forceful measures. For example, separating you from this sword. Although I'm not very skilled at it, it'll be enough."

Hua Wu smiled and added, "Continue development; utilization needs to be improved."

"But I don't want to get caught up in the cycle of killing and fighting again."

"Then let's separate them, find a vessel... If we don't want to kill, let's nurture life." Xing made a shower head on the spot and placed it on the lonely cloud.

"Then... transfer all of this past, and recast the memory into the soul."

Chapter 413 Regarding Yanqing's impending sale to Yaoqing

"I... am no longer the Demon Sword?"

The created showerhead floated in mid-air, while the demonic sword crashed to the ground with a clang.

"No, it should be called... Magic Sprinkler now? You can fetch water yourself and then water the trees, the flowers? Or, water a friend? A lone cloud does not bring rain, and all the grasses bow their heads."

"Since you don't want to kill the enemy, then contribute to the greening of Luofu. I'll take your old body with me. Even a small mosquito is still meat, and even a broken sword can become a useful weapon."

"Although it's about 30% new and a bit damaged, it's not beyond repair."

He threw the Star Sword into subspace and turned to leave.

"Little friend, don't rush off," a long, old-fashioned voice reached Xing's ears.

"Could you tell me what you saw?"

Xing turned to Huaiyan and said, "To put it simply, this sword was forged by one person and then used by another. In the end, the person who used it had the sword kill him before the demonic energy took effect. And then... I didn't read on. After all, I don't like to look at too much of the past that's irrelevant to the answer. It's meaningless and doesn't respect other people's privacy."

"If I were to add something... the support for the Immortal Ship was practically zero. If they had even received some supplies, things wouldn't have turned out this tragic. However... considering the timeline, it was during a war, so the lack of support is understandable. In short, it's a tragic tale of a lone hero without any supplies or support."

"To sum it up in four words, it's full of regret."

From Xing's barbed words, Huaiyan could sense the audience's regret and dissatisfaction with the story.

"I had heard the legend about this sword, but I never imagined that behind this legend was a tragic and righteous self-sacrifice."

“Yes, every glorious legend is written and recorded with blood and tears.” Jing Yuan was also somewhat moved by the scene.

Looking at Huai Yan, a living fossil who is at least four thousand years old, Hua Wu was afraid that the old man would make him feel so sad that he would break down. And Jing Yuan was the same, getting injured at this critical juncture.

To be fair, even though the Five Heroes of the Clouds have split up, aren't they all still alive? At least we can still see each other, right?

"Gentlemen, don't be so pessimistic and sad. There are some legends that haven't even left a trace, hidden away in the annals of time. Some can be unearthed, while others may never even be unearthed. Compared to that, this is already a perfect romantic hero's story."

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"Brother Hua, you don't seem to be very good at comforting people."

"Does it matter? No, the core of comedy is tragedy, and the core of tragedy is reality. And the reality is that a Cloud Cavalryman successfully defended a civilization at the cost of his own life."

"Why be sad? This is not something to be sad about. On the contrary, it is something to be admired for. And it is a joy that it has been passed down."

Jing Yuan looked at Hua Wu and said, "You've really changed a lot. At least you weren't like this before."

Hua Wu smiled naturally, "People are always evolving, always diverging from yesterday. Aren't you the same?"

Two days later...

"Floating clouds evoke the wanderer's thoughts, the setting sun stirs feelings for old friends. Who knows how long we'll be apart again, and the return date remains uncertain."

"Shence is back? But there's still some time. My butler told me there are two and a half hours left. It won't be easy for him to cause trouble for the train."

Hua Wu whispered in Jing Yuan's ear, "But I think it's best to send Fei Xiao off first. After all, yesterday I took advantage of her being drunk to make that debt of tens of millions of yuan a reality. Not only did she sign and seal it, but there's also video evidence."

Jing Yuan gasped, "You...you're about to leave and you still trick them? That's utterly despicable..."

Hua Wu, unhurried and unhurried, joked, "I'm lacking in virtue, you're lacking in wealth, and she's lacking in people."

What do you mean by that?

“Let Yanqing go work there. One monster costs 10 dan. As long as there are a lot of monsters, Yanqing can earn a million or so in less than half a day. Then tell Yanqing that one monster costs 1 dan. You’ll make nine times the profit.”

"By the way, the 1180 million NT dollars was just to buy Yanqing's right to work. The rest of the Monsoon Inspection Bureau staff were also included in the package, and she will pay their salaries separately."

Jing Yuan's feelings were complicated after hearing this. From a master's perspective, this was practically ripping off his disciple. Moreover, he had no idea Yan Qing was so valuable; spending so much money to buy a job meant Fei Xiao was probably driven mad by Yan Qing.

"Who told you to sell him? Did you even ask for his consent? How is this any different from selling an apprentice?"

Hua Wu grinned. "What do you mean by 'selling an apprentice'? This is called 'labor dispatch,' 'transfer to another location,' 'business transformation,' and... well, 'diplomatic business trip.' Which of these sounds better than 'selling an apprentice'?"

Jing Yuan looked up at the sky, and upon hearing those words, he felt his guilt lessen by half. "Sigh, they're all gone..."

"It's alright, Fu Xuan will come back. If all else fails, Qing Que can still do an internship. We should give young people more opportunities."

Jing Yuan thought about it again, and from his perspective as General Luofu, it seemed like a win-win-win situation.

Firstly, Yanqing herself didn't want to stay in Luofu. Going out to hunt in the wild with Feixiao would provide a certain level of safety, at least in terms of communication.

Secondly, Yanqing does spend money quite lavishly, so it's not unreasonable to temporarily send her to Feixiao for foster care.

Thirdly, if Feixiao doesn't hold grudges, he should also appreciate talent. Currently, as long as Yanqing doesn't encounter anything with abstract mechanisms, he can generally escape unscathed.

The only drawback is that Yanqing might be too engrossed in pleasure to think about anything else.

He sighed deeply, "My biggest regret is giving you the opportunity to challenge the marshal. If..."

"Second Master!" A shout from the horizon interrupted Jingyuan's memories.

Yan Qing, riding a flying sword and with ice above his head, flew towards this place. He was currently unaware that he was going to be sold to Yao Qing to work illegally.

They called him "Second Master" so affectionately.

He shattered the two-and-a-half-meter-long cube of ice, revealing that it was entirely the product of his sweeping hand.

He was also puzzled as to why Jing Yuan hadn't treated him to the Lion King Fist these past two days.

But after thinking about it for a day, he concluded that it was probably because Jing Yuan was making a lot of money off the Alliance and didn't care about his small expense.

Then, naturally, he expanded his resource pack, buying all the swords he hadn't been able to afford before. Fortunately, he only needed to buy one this time, since he didn't need to use it or keep it as a spare; he just wanted to collect it.

Although he had tried to change this habit, it's unavoidable; men tend to go astray when they have money, and besides, every purchase was a quick "click." He no longer felt the weight of money, and naturally, he stopped valuing it.

Jing Yuan also understood why Yan Qing was spending so unusually. Was he using Yan Qing's money to curry favor?

At this point, his guilt lessened by half.

Yanqing looked left and right, but only saw Hua Wu and Jing Yuan.

"Second Master. Where are my junior brother, junior sister, Teacher Danheng, and Second Master's wife?"

"Those two probably haven't gotten up yet. Danheng is in his room compiling teaching materials for Bailu. As for the sun in my heart, she..."

A gap appeared to the left of Hua Wu, and Xi Qin walked straight out, saying, "I've always been here."

Chapter 414 Jingyuan/Huawu: Yanqing, you idiot, what kind of things did you buy?

"So, you've been here all along. Um, these are Yanqing's return gifts. Hmm... Yanqing didn't know what Second Master's wife liked, so he picked out some things related to Second Master."

Jing Yuan's eyes cleared; he wanted to see what kind of thing it was that could deduct hundreds of thousands.

Yanqing opened a black package. "These two are limited edition figurines of my second master. Because the manufacturer made them as one-piece pieces that cannot be disassembled, I bought a pair."

"Moreover, my second master used nunchucks before, but he used a sword as his main weapon for a period of time in order to teach me how to use a sword. So, there are two different styles."

Jing Yuan looked at the two monstrous figures in Yan Qing's hand, and blood slowly rushed from his heart to his face.

The manufacturer made it non-removable. Didn't this kid know to buy one with replacement parts?

"There are three more, all made to a 1:1 scale of Second Master's weapons."

Yanqing tore open another long, narrow package and took out a pair of nunchucks.