Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

Thus, after spending more than half a month on this island, Xu Qing finally embarked on his journey again.

This time, he no longer wandered aimlessly, but followed the famous mountains and rivers of the world, passing through the Yunmeng Marsh in Chu, admiring the beauty of the water towns in Jiangnan, traversing the ruggedness of Bashu, and also seeing the vastness of the northern frontier.

The various swords he saw along the way, whether they were the personal swords of swordsmen in the martial arts world or fragments of ancient swords buried deep in ancient tombs, gave him a completely new understanding. The gains from this journey kept converging in his heart, which in turn continuously elevated his realm of understanding.

Now, Xu Qing has a completely new feeling.

If the timing, location, and people are all right, he might be able to try forging a fifth-tier sword.

However, the most important thing right now is to deal with Han Fei first.

The reason for this is that Xu Qing has already returned to the Qin state and to Xianyang.

After visiting his residence in Xianyang and greeting some acquaintances, Xu Qing returned to the Yin-Yang School.

During his absence, everything at the Yin-Yang School continued as usual.

However, Honglian, Zinu, Nongyu, and others liked to go to Luosheng Hall when they had nothing to do.

Normally speaking, this is not in accordance with the rules. Luosheng Hall is a forbidden area of ​​the Yin-Yang School, and ordinary people are not qualified to step into it.

Zi Nu, as the Grand Master of Fate, could enter, but Hong Lian and Nong Yu, under normal circumstances, would not be qualified.

But Xu Qing is the one who follows the rules of the Yin-Yang School.

Before he left, he granted these people some privileges, and Rashomon was basically open to them.

When Xu Qing arrived at the place where the Reverse Scale Sword was placed, Hong Lian was already waiting there.

"Mr. Xu!"

Upon seeing Xu Qing, Honglian immediately became anxious.

Xu Qing nodded slightly to it, then walked closer to the Reverse Scale Sword.

The sword was still placed in its case, but around the case, many jade talismans were placed in all directions. These talismans were interconnected, drawing upon the yin and yang energies within the Luo Sheng Hall, and even reaching the heavens to nourish the sword at all times.

Of course, Han Fei's remnant spirit has never appeared on its own again.

The main reason he was able to show up last time was with Xu Qing's help.

Without Xu Qing's intervention, Han Fei's remnant spirit naturally had no ability to manifest.

Honglian was aware of all this, so when she saw Xu Qing return, her eyes revealed anticipation. She couldn't wait to see her brother again.

However, Xu Qing seemed to ignore the expectation in her eyes and did not take any more of her blood to help Han Fei manifest. He simply examined the Reverse Scale Sword.

"Pretty good!"

Xu Qing said calmly, "After these months of nurturing, the spirituality of the Reverse Scale Sword has grown considerably."

"We can begin forging the swords now!"

After saying this, Xu Qing looked at Honglian and said, "Once the new sword is finished, it won't be long before you can see Han Fei anytime."

Upon hearing this, Honglian trembled slightly, and she solemnly said to Xu Qing, "Thank you, Mr. Xu!"

"No need to thank me, after all, your brother and I are old friends."

……

The next day, Xu Qing dismissed everyone and stayed alone in Luo Sheng Hall. He took out the sword-forging furnace from the system's furnace space and assembled the various sword-forging tools.

Thinking about it carefully, it has actually been a long time since the last sword was forged.

Now, as he forges a sword once again, Xu Qing shows no signs of rustiness. On the contrary, because of his travels across the world over the past few months, where he has observed the origins of countless swords and the stories they carry, his understanding of sword forging has reached an unprecedented level.

In just one day, a sword blank, smooth and gleaming with a faint golden light, was forged.

This sword blank has a simple yet lively design, with subtle cloud patterns flowing across its blade. Even before it has been sharpened, it already exudes a warm yet powerful aura.

But this is not the end.

The next step is to integrate the Reverse Scale Sword into this sword.

This sword has no spirit of its own. However, when the Reverse Scale Sword is integrated into this sword as its core, Han Fei's remnant spirit will take over the sword and become its new sword spirit.

Of course, although this sword has no spirit, it still has quite a few special characteristics.

In order to help Han Fei nourish his soul, this sword incorporates many characteristics related to the soul and spirit, such as "soul suppression," "spirit nurturing," and "mind concentration."

If it could be forged, not to mention Han Fei's remnant soul residing in it, the sword itself would be an incomparably powerful weapon.

Xu Qing retrieved the Reverse Scale Sword. For Hong Lian and the others, this sword was extremely precious, and they were even reluctant to touch it, fearing that they might accidentally destroy it. But Xu Qing showed no mercy and threw it directly into the sword-forging furnace.

Chapter 396 The Sword of Spiritual Essence Sweeps into Qin!

Time flies, and three more days have passed.

Xu Qing walked out of Luo Shengtang.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Honglian, Zinu, and the others standing outside, looking at him expectantly.

"Don't be nervous or worried."

Meeting their gazes, Xu Qing said calmly, "Everything went smoothly."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm and pulled out an incomparably magnificent sword.

Upon seeing the sword Xu Qing had drawn, his gaze immediately sharpened.

“My brother…” Honglian’s voice trembled slightly.

"He is inside this sword right now!" Xu Qing didn't keep anyone in suspense and gave the answer directly.

As they were talking, in front of several people.

Xu Qing channeled his inner energy into the sword.

In an instant, a melodious sword sound echoed, and then a misty fog appeared on the sword. The fog was very thin at first, but then it became thicker. As the fog was growing, Honglian, Zinu and the others felt an invisible ripple sweep across them.

The next instant, under their gaze, a blurry figure slowly emerged from the sword in Xu Qing's hand.

The figure was incredibly ethereal. Compared to when Honglian last saw him, he was now much younger, his clothes were no longer tattered, and his face was handsome. In a daze, it seemed as if she had returned to those days, back to when she was still in Korea.

"elder brother!"

Upon seeing the figure clearly, Honglian could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her face.

Therefore, women are said to be made of water.

Having gone through so much, Honglian is no longer the spoiled girl she once was. Her heart has become incredibly strong, and she would never shed a tear under normal circumstances.

However, she has been shedding tears frequently these days.

Han Fei was far too important to Honglian.

"red lotus……"

Upon seeing Honglian, the figure's mouth also slightly opened.

Unlike last time when they couldn't say anything, this time Honglian, Zinu, Nongyu, and the others heard Han Fei's voice very clearly.

"It feels like I had an incredibly long dream!"

"In my dream, I experienced many things..."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough as he recounted many things in detail.

In closing, he expressed his most sincere feelings: "It's so good to see you all again!"

After she said those words, Honglian's tears immediately streamed down her face like rain.

Seeing this, Han Fei raised his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears, but just like last time, he couldn't touch Honglian at all.

Even so, this was not an important matter for Honglian.

Most importantly, she saw her brother and was able to hear him talking to her.

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

……

Han Fei's figure hovered in mid-air, standing with Honglian, Zinu, and Nongyu, talking softly while inquiring about their experiences over the years.

Zi Nu stood to the side, listening quietly, occasionally speaking a few words to recount the events that had occurred since Han Fei left; Nong Yu stood silently beside Zi Nu, nodding from time to time, her eyes filled with sighs.

Xu Qing stood not far away, remaining silent throughout the conversation, simply watching the group talk quietly. His expression was indifferent, and his aura was steady, as if he were just an unrelated bystander.

The group talked for a long time, from trivial matters in the Korean palace in the past to the rise and fall of the night, and then to the current situation of each party. Their words were full of emotion at the long-awaited reunion.

Han Fei's voice gradually weakened, and his figure began to appear faintly transparent.

Honglian was the first to notice something was wrong. She paused, her eyes fixed on Han Fei's figure: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Han Fei did not respond, but gave the group a faint smile. His figure became increasingly ethereal, eventually turning into a wisp of mist that slowly drifted back into the longsword in Xu Qing's hand and disappeared.

The surroundings instantly returned to calm, as if the sword's cry and ripples had never occurred.

Honglian, Zinu, Nongyu, and the others stood frozen in place, their gazes all fixed on the sword in Xu Qing's hand. The long sword was still smooth and lustrous, with strange patterns faintly shimmering, just as it had been before, as if Han Fei had never appeared and everything that had just happened was merely a dream.

Zi Nu raised her hand and waved it lightly, her fingertips brushing across the air in front of her, where Han Fei's presence was no longer present.

Nongyu frowned slightly, her expression full of confusion.

Only Honglian raised her hand to touch the corner of her eye, her fingertips touching a wet patch. The tears that had not yet dried slid down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothes, spreading a small wet patch, silently proving that the long-awaited reunion was not a dream.

Xu Qing held the longsword, looked up at the group, and said in a calm tone: "His soul is not yet fully stable. His appearance this time has already consumed a lot of his energy. He needs to return to the sword to continue to nurture it."

As he spoke, Xu Qing handed the longsword in his hand to Honglian.

As Han Fei's sister, Honglian is the most qualified person to wield this sword.

"After about half a month of recuperation, you will be able to see Han Fei once, though the time will not be long."

Xu Qing watched as Honglian took the sword and explained it to her.

"Ultimately, Han Fei's soul is still too weak, and making the sword spirit manifest is a rather troublesome matter in itself..."

Xu Qing talked on and on.

To prevent Honglian and the others from exhausting Han Fei's spirituality by constantly trying to see him, he explained all the key points one by one.

Honglian listened attentively.

For her, being able to see Han Fei again was already something to be very happy about.