Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

Unexpectedly, I saw it again after a long time.

Judging from the condition of this sword, it is clear that Xuan Jian has taken good care of it and cherishes it very much.

"This sword is very useful to me."

Xuan Jian's expression was extremely serious.

The next instant, under Xuan Jian's gaze, Xu Qing raised his hand.

The sword, which he regarded as a treasure, flew through the air and landed in Xu Qing's hand. Seeing this, Xuan Jian was about to snatch the sword, but in the end, he forcibly restrained himself.

"How I miss it!"

Xu Qing's fingers slowly swept across the blade of the sword.

Looking at this sword with today's standards, it's not actually that good, even though the system's evaluation classifies it as a fine sword.

But for Xu Qing, this sword still held a special significance, allowing him to reminisce about the past.

That was his lost youth, now something he can only look forward to but never reach.

After all, time never returns.

After reminiscing about the past, Xu Qing raised his hand again, and the sword flew out once more, landing in Xuan Jian's hand.

Xuan Jian carefully put the sword away and looked at Xu Qing with a surprised expression. "I thought you would take it."

"After all, this is your sword."

Xu Qing replied, “I am different from you. You are named after the sword and are quite dedicated to swords. But for me, a sword is just a tool. Even if I have used this sword before, it doesn’t mean that it is very important to me.”

"It's just an ordinary sword!"

After saying this, Xu Qing's tone suddenly changed.

"The reminiscing is over, and you've thanked me. Now, what else do you want to talk about?"

Xu Qing did not covet Xuan Jian's reward.

From the moment he stepped into this place, his goal remained clear: to control the Qi state's net and eliminate external threats.

He had stopped earlier only because he sensed Xuan Jian's desire to reminisce, and he didn't mind having a brief conversation. But once the conversation ended, his purpose wouldn't change just because the other person was Xuan Jian.

The oil lamp in the room suddenly became dim and flickering.

Xuan Jian's gaze instantly hardened. He understood some of the meaning behind Xu Qing's words and realized the thoughts of the person in front of him. His fighting spirit was rekindled.

He put away the sword, which was just an ordinary sword to Xu Qing.

He gripped the black and white swords tightly once more, their sword aura chilling.

Amidst the interplay of light and darkness, he and Xu Qing clashed once more, their sword shadows forming a net that enveloped all around.

Kindness is kindness, but it is not enough for Xuan Jian to turn a blind eye to Xu Qing's actions.

Although he disliked being caught in a web of traps, he had been ordered to rectify the affairs of the State of Qi, and upon discovering potential problems, he had to try to resolve them.

Although he had not adopted Xu Qing's extreme suggestion before, and even chose to talk, when Xu Qing was unwilling to talk anymore, Xuan Jian would not force a reconciliation, only war.

The black and white light intertwined, like the rotation of yin and yang.

Before joining the Luo Wang, Hei Bai Xuan Jian was in Xuan Jian's hands. He was so familiar with these two swords that he knew them to the bone. The sword moved with him, and his mind and sword were one.

Just like Bai Yifei's "Red and White Twin Swords" in the past, these two swords carry Xuan Jian's will and soul. If Xuan Jian is killed and his soul and these two swords are all fused together, and used as materials to forge a new sword, it is possible to create another fourth-tier sword, just like the Ling Shuang Sword was forged that day.

As Xu Qing raised his hand, he blocked Xuan Jian's fierce attack. His mind wandered as he drifted away.

In the next instant, Mo Wenjian, the sword that Xu Qing had nurtured for a long time, was swung out once again. With each swing, eight variations emerged, locking down all eight directions, and simultaneously falling towards Xuan Jian.

"This is……"

Xuan Jian's gaze sharpened again; he was very familiar with this sword strike.

In the battle of Weijiazhuang years ago, he was blocked by two young men from Guigu. Their combined attack severely injured him. The move used by one of them was exactly the same as the move used by the man in front of him.

Xuan Jian instinctively swung his two swords, striking together. In a short moment, his body trembled several times as he withstood the "Sweeping Through the Eight Directions" attack. After all the changes subsided, several wounds appeared on his body, with blood dripping down and staining his robes red.

Xuan Jian's face turned deathly pale, and his breathing became extremely disordered.

He looked at Xu Qing, thinking he had guessed Xu Qing's background, "So you come from the Guigu School."

"Unfortunately, you're all alone this time."

If there were two people, he really wouldn't be able to stand up. While one person could certainly injure him, defeating him wouldn't be so easy. Xuan Jian forcefully gathered his inner strength, and the sword's edge rose again.

"You're mistaken. I'm not a disciple of Guiguzi."

"Also, there's something else I want to tell you..."

"Defeating you has never been a difficult thing."

The sword light changed again. It was clearly the ultimate of the Ghost Valley Horizontal Sword Technique, which spanned all eight directions. After eight variations, it had already reached its limit. But as Xu Qing spoke, the sword, which had already exhausted its power, moved again, like a withered tree coming back to life, and evolved into the ninth variation.

puff! !

A hideous wound appeared on Xuan Jian's body, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

His body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Xu Qing looked down at Xuan Jian and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"The top-tier net of Luo Wang is nothing special."

Xu Qing never placed his hopes on Xuan Jian, a top-ranking member of the Luo Wang organization whom he had only met once.

Even when Xuan Jian recognized him before, he chose to back down, but it was just a casual chat. After the chat, he would still make his move.

Only after subduing Xuan Jian, seizing the initiative, and completely controlling the other party's life and death could Xu Qing finally rest easy and have the mind to proceed with the subsequent matters.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you for now."

"But I want to find out some things through my own means."

Xu Qing looked down at Xuan Jian lying on the ground and spoke softly.

His gaze was icy, and the "Three Hearts and Two Minds Acupoint Striking Technique" originating from the Zhu family immediately landed on Xuan Jian's body. His fingers moved like lightning, ensuring that Xuan Jian could not move or use his internal force to break free of the restraints.

Xuan Jian met Xu Qing's gaze, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

Xu Qing had indeed been kind to him, but the two of them were never on the same path from the very beginning.

Therefore, he didn't resent Xu Qing for attacking him. In fact, if Xu Qing hadn't taken the initiative to speak up and reveal that he knew Xu Qing, Xu Qing wouldn't have stopped attacking him and started talking to him tonight.

After the conversation, it was perfectly reasonable for the fight to continue.

The next instant, under Xuan Jian's gaze, a cloud of dark mist appeared, like a demon or monster.

In the dim mist, his consciousness gradually sank, as if falling into an abyss, as if something was eroding his mind, like maggots clinging to his bones.

He was very familiar with this kind of thing. The Net had done this to him many times before, turning him into a puppet manipulated by the Net, like a puppet on strings.

It wasn't until the mission to hunt down Cheng Jiao that he broke free from his restraints and regained his mind with Xu Qing's sword that he finally saw through everything. After that, he pretended to be someone else while trying to break free from the control of the Net.

Over the years, he has successfully found some methods, and because of this, he is no stranger to illusions, mind control and other such techniques.

At that moment, he realized that Xu Qing intended to use such methods on him.

Xuan Jian immediately felt angry and instinctively activated his corresponding techniques to defend himself.

However, he overlooked one thing: because of his half-hearted acupoint striking technique, all his internal energy was sealed, and simply guarding his mind would not be very effective.

Moreover, Xu Qing's mastery of mind control techniques is unmatched by the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven).

Before long, Xu Qing broke through his defenses, and his mental defenses collapsed like a dam breaking.

Xu Qing began to peruse Xuan Jian's memories, as if turning the pages of a book.

A person's words can deceive, but their memory is hard to lie about.

Chapter 170 Mystery of the Hidden Sun, Reforging Xuanjian

"What a monotonous and boring life!"

Xuan Jian's memories were actually not complicated. After reading them, Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Xuan Jian's past as a notorious bandit was too distant for Xu Qing to revisit, and his past with Wei Qianqian in Wei Kingdom was equally unnecessary to look back on.

Even if it could fill in some details, so what? Xu Qing and Wei Qianqian were not related, and she has already passed away, so there is no use in reminiscing.

What Xu Qing was really interested in was Xuan Jian's recent memories, mainly his life in Luo Wang over the past few years, especially the period from the attack on Tunliu to the present.

The word "mission" is almost the entire footnote to Xuan Jian's life these past few years.

As the top assassin of the Luo Wang organization, he had no freedom whatsoever, only endless orders awaiting him.

Especially after the upheaval and purge of the Luo Wang organization, as one of the few remaining top-tier assassins, his responsibilities became even heavier.

The Net never had any concept of "showing consideration for subordinates." To the higher-ups, as long as an assassin had a breath left, they would squeeze out every last bit of value from him. They were never "people," but merely knives to cut through thorns, pawns to explore the way, and tools that could be discarded at any time.

"People may die, but swords cannot perish!" Xu Qing knew this ironclad rule of the Luo Wang better than anyone.

Even if an assassin dies during a mission, as long as the sword remains, the fate can continue even if a different swordsman wields it.

Over the past few years, Xuan Jian has carried out countless missions and killed countless people; even he himself couldn't remember how many.

Perhaps it is precisely because he has never made a mistake that he has won the trust of the current ruler of Luo Wang, so when Luo Wang turned its attention to the State of Qi, it decisively sent him, its "ace," to take charge of the overall situation.

"It seems that Luo Wang doesn't suspect that there's a problem on the Qi side."

"On the contrary, Xuan Jian himself instinctively sensed something amiss after arriving in Qi."

"Should I say that you're wasting your talents as an assassin?"

Xu Qing sighed inwardly.

In the original novel, apart from the Six Sword Slaves who were inseparable and did not have any individual moments, the other members of the Heavenly Rank One of the Luo Wang all had their own shining moments. In addition to their considerable strength, they were also first-rate strategists.

Neither is the hidden sun that has never revealed its true face.

Tian Yan, who still manages to outwit the farmers and is known as the "female Guan Zhong of the peasants," is no ordinary person.

Xuan Jian, as it turns out now, is quite extraordinary.

The only good news was that Xuan Jian had just arrived in Qi. Although he had noticed something unusual about the Luo Wang organization in Qi through his keen observation, he did not report it to the Luo Wang headquarters immediately.

After all, he's here to oversee things here.