Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 36 Infiltrators and Traitors

In the original novel, Xuan Jian, under the identity of the Eight Linglong, was assigned by the Luo Wang to assassinate King Ying Zheng of Qin in Xinzheng, Han.

It wasn't until the battle at Zilan Pavilion that his true identity was revealed, and his dormant personality began to awaken, that Ba Linglong completely disappeared. Even so, when he used his twin swords to fight, the afterimage of Ba Linglong still appeared mixed in with his sword light.

That was the power of the black sword in his hand.

The white sword seeks out the enemy, the black sword subdues the soul.

All the enemies who died under the Black Sword had their souls suppressed to fill the void in Xuan Jian's heart. However, Xuan Jian was not the origin of the Eight Linglong.

The origin of the Eight Linglong is Qian Sha.

Qian Sha possesses an ability very similar to the black sword in Xuan Jian's hand: the souls of those he kills can be absorbed and transformed into a personality within him. For this reason, the abilities and memories of those he kills can also be acquired by him.

But this is precisely the kind of person he is.

However, because he had once been loyal to Yan Ri and helped Yan Ri kill Xuan Jian's subordinate Black Widow, he later left Yan Ri's side to serve under Xuan Jian.

Does he possess any loyalty?

It was less about loyalty and more about surveillance.

So, once Xuan Jian regained consciousness briefly, if he didn't die, who would?

However, because Xuan Jian's lucidity in the original work was only for a moment, most of the time he was still immersed in his own personal world and his heart was locked away. So when he killed Qian Sha, it gave Qian Sha an opportunity to take advantage of him. Because of Qian Sha's unique ability, Qian Sha and several personalities controlled by him, by chance, invaded Xuan Jian's body.

Xuan Jian's heart was already in a state of emptiness, and the arrival of Qian Sha's personalities completely filled the void in Xuan Jian's heart.

Then it takes over its body and coexists with it.

This formed an incredibly bizarre eight-petaled shape.

But things are different now.

Perhaps it was because the sword forged by Xu Qing was in Xuan Jian's hands, and perhaps it was because Xuan Jian's clarity this time was not passive, but active.

When Xuan Jian discovered that Qian Sha was dead, a strange power attempted to erode his mind.

He decisively used the black sword's power to seal it away.

The direct consequence of this was that the Eight Linglong disappeared.

However, for Xuan Jian, one of the parties involved...

Obviously, they don't know these things.

Upon learning that Wei Yong was dead, but not killed by him, he felt only regret.

Fortunately, Qian Sha appeared in front of him. Seeing Qian Sha, who had once helped Yan Ri and stopped him, jump out and kill him, he could at least make up for some of the regrets in his heart.

Xuan Jian stood with his sword in hand, feeling the fragments of memories from this chaotic period surging in his mind. What he saw and heard, though his consciousness was in a daze, had been deeply imprinted. Looking back clearly at this moment, he felt it was even more unforgettable.

"Covering the sun..."

He uttered the name softly, a chilling killing intent seeping from between his teeth.

Both being top-tier members of the Luo Wang organization, they had always kept to themselves. The brief clash at Weijiazhuang, which I initially thought was merely a matter of differing stances, now reveals a chilling depth of this fiend's cunning and ruthlessness. More importantly, who truly stands beneath that mask?

A decision quickly took shape in his mind.

Originally, my first thought after regaining consciousness was to escape the net and flee into the world.

But now that Wei Yong is dead, Qian Sha has been executed, the blood debt has been temporarily settled, and they have escaped the net, they have lost the best way to investigate Yan Ri's background.

He sheathed his sword, his eyes regaining their deep, still gaze.

He decided to remain in seclusion.

Lurking within this web, using this intricately woven organization, we can unveil the mask of Yan Ri and find his true identity. Qian Sha is dead, so how can Yan Ri... possibly survive alone?

……

Leave Tunliu.

Xu Qing continued his life of wandering.

He doesn't have a specific destination; he often goes wherever his mind leads him.

Like duckweed in the wind, drifting with the current.

When I have nothing to do.

He then sought out a quiet place to calm his mind.

Enter the sword-making workshop within the system.

Here, he wields a hammer.

A fierce wind arose, this was the "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique". Well, actually the hammer technique doesn't have a name. Its essence is the professional ability gained after choosing the "Swordsmith" profession in the awakening system. Through Xu Qing's continuous sword forging, the technique has become more and more proficient, reaching a level close to the Dao.

Therefore, the most suitable weapon for Xu Qing might not be a sword, but a hammer.

But then I thought about the art style of the giant iron hammer in the original work.

Xu Qing still felt that the sword suited him better.

Even though there are many swordsmen in the martial arts world, why do so many people use swords? Of course, it's because swordsmen are cool!

"almost!"

"It won't be long before it's upgraded."

Put down the hammer.

Another sword blank was forged. Next, all that was needed was to put it into the furnace, add its properties, and enchant it to create a remarkable sword.

However, this was not what Xu Qing cared about most.

Instead, it's your own experience panel.

Two years have passed since I came into this world.

His footprints have roughly covered most of the world.

It has been quite some time since he became a second-tier swordsmith.

He even forged several famous swords that were beyond his level.

However, the probability of him forging a famous sword is actually not high.

Now, Xu Qing is only one step away from becoming a third-tier swordsmith.

Once he advances to the third-tier swordsmith level, the probability of forging a famous sword will greatly increase.

Xu Qing was really looking forward to that day.

……

The torrential rain poured down like a celestial river overflowing its banks.

Deep in the dark forest, rainwater washed over the branches and leaves, making the area muddy and slippery.

A group of assassins dressed in tight black suits and with net markings on their faces moved silently like ghosts, trapping a woman in the center.

The woman was clad in unique metal armor with sharp curves, and her face was covered by a cold, silver-white mask. Rainwater slid down the edge of the mask, and she gripped a strangely shaped, slender longsword tightly in her hand, the blade shimmering with an extremely dangerous aura.

"Lord Frightened Salamander!"

The voice of the leader in black pierced through the rain, cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Come back with us now and apologize to the leader. You will still be a esteemed first-class member of the Luo Wang."

Jing Ni straightened her back, her armor, soaked by the rain, appearing even colder and harder. The voice emanating from beneath her mask was clear and firm, carrying an undeniable resolve.

“If I wanted to go back, I wouldn’t be standing here.”

Upon hearing this, the killing intent instantly froze in the air!

A cold glint flashed in the leader's eyes as he recalled the leader's ruthless orders.

The newly promoted First-Class Heavenly Rank Jingni, after completing a top-secret mission, brazenly killed the messenger and slaughtered several colleagues to silence them and conceal his whereabouts. Such betrayal undoubtedly violated the ironclad rules of the Luo Wang, which has always had zero tolerance for betrayal.

Previously, Xuan Jian wanted to escape from Luo Wang, but was eventually taken back by Luo Wang, whose mind was manipulated, and he became Luo Wang's sharpest weapon.

How could Jing Ni be an exception?

It would be best if we could capture him alive.

If not...

That sword must be brought back.

People may die, but the sword must not perish!

Boom!

A pale bolt of lightning tore through the leaden sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

The instant the electric light illuminated the forest.

Jingni moved—

The pink sword light, like a venomous snake's tongue, traced a poignant and beautiful path through the rain.

puff!

The assassin closest to her had his throat precisely pierced, and blood spurted out mixed with rainwater.

The carnage began abruptly amidst the torrential rain and thunder.

Chapter 37 The Return of the Shocking Salamander, Seeking the Sword in Handan!

The torrential rain finally extinguished the curtain on the brutal battle in the forest.

The rain mercilessly washed away all traces, and the dark stream, stained with blood, meandered through the mud, flowing into the dark distance of the deep forest.

Jingni, sword in hand, walked heavily out of the cold rain.

Her chest heaved violently, her breathing became rapid and disordered, and exhaustion weighed on her like a mountain.

No matter how strong an individual is, when facing a siege, human strength is still limited, and the opponent can use their formation to wear you down.

This is why it has always been the seven great powers that have dominated the world, not the people of the martial arts world.