The Warrior of Love

Such a special treasure cannot be taken just because you want to.

In the treasury, all treasures may be taken at will, and all that I own may be given to you, except the sword and seal of the Son of Heaven. This was what the First Emperor had told his children when he was still alive.

If the Taia Sword is pulled out by someone "unqualified", it will trigger the self-defense technique left in the sword by the First Emperor, and it will be questionable whether he can walk out of the hall alive.

The imperial seal seems to be different. It will not react when touched by people, but conversely, if you cannot gain its recognition, you will not be able to make use of the miraculous power it contains.

As the successor of the First Emperor, Fusu took it for granted that this "qualification" should be the bloodline of the Ying clan, or an identity certification such as "the descendant of Qin".

Now that she has become the emperor, she should have the "qualifications" that her father mentioned at that time.

Walking up to the throne, Fusu silently repented in his heart, then gently took the ancient long sword with a sheath from the puppet.

With a relieved expression on his face, as if he was escaping from something, Fusu walked quickly down and returned to the team.

"Okay, now that we have our stuff, let's go."

"Wait..." Jiang Liu reminded her, "Why don't you take a look? What if it's not the real thing?"

"Father is not someone who would play such tricks."

Glancing at Jiang Liu, although he did not agree with this idea, Fusu still subconsciously drew out the Taia Sword——

I can’t pull it out.

"Uh..." After a moment's silence, Fusu's eyes twitched, and his pretty face became serious. The two hands holding the scabbard and the hilt began to struggle at the same time.

However, it was no use. No matter how hard she tried, the joint between the scabbard and the hilt did not budge at all, as if they were molded as one piece. It made people wonder if the inside was completely rusted, causing them to stick together.

tick...

A drop of bright blood flowed out from between his fingers and seeped onto the ground. Fusu expressionlessly loosened his grip of the sword and looked at his palm, which was now stained with blood red, and the wound looked as if it had been cut by a sharp blade as sharp as fish scales.

Looking back at the hilt, not a drop of Fusu's blood was on it, all of it dripped onto the ground along the lines of the sword.

It hurts so much...

Oh, is this a rejection?

"Well, it's worthy of being my father's sword. It's quite difficult to conquer it."

Fusu forced himself to smile, trying to liven up the atmosphere, but in the end he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Humiliation...that's secondary.

Personal honor and disgrace are actually nothing. Although she cannot be said to have a broad mind, she will not complain about herself or give up on herself because of such things.

However, the consequence of this incident was something she did not want to see.

If she cannot obtain the recognition of the Tai'a Sword, then how can she, who has already lost the imperial seal, achieve justice, declare herself the successor of the First Emperor, and unite the people of Guanzhong?

More importantly, how can she gain command authority over the Twelve Golden Men?

If these cannot be done, Qin will be unable to resist the invasion of the White Huns, and her country and people will be destroyed by war...

Looking at Fusu with a sad expression, Jiang Liu was silent for a moment, and suddenly reached out and took the Taia sword from Fusu's hand.

The two men's skills are incomparable. Fusu just reacted when he realized that the Taia sword was no longer in his hand, and his face changed.

“No, you will be cut by the sword energy! I have the blood of the Ying family so I didn’t suffer too much backlash. Most people would—ugh!”

The atmosphere was frozen at this moment.

The Second felt like a flying insect caught in sticky honey. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape. The strong feeling of oppression made it impossible for her to breathe properly. The whole world was plunged into black and white.

At this moment, Jiang Liu in her eyes was no longer the person she remembered, but the majestic, inviolable, and high-ranking supreme being.

There was no contempt or pride in his eyes, because he had long surpassed that superficial realm. In his eyes, all things in the world were equal, so only he himself was independent of the universe.

That is "indifference", like a god.

Yes, just like her father.

"Zheng!"

The sound of metal friction rang clearly in the underground world, causing everyone's ears to tremble slightly, as if a cold wind was blowing, and even Fusu's skin tensed up.

Then, a cool light appeared in her field of vision and gradually expanded at a leisurely pace.

What finally emerged from the hidden scabbard was a broad and heavy sword body, exuding an ancient and strong aura, as if the concept of "majesty" was embodied in an ancient long sword.

——Tai’a.

The supreme sword that symbolizes the majesty of the king is now shining brightly in Jiang Liu's hand!

The so-called "qualification" is not the bloodline of the Ying family or the title of emperor, but the domineering demeanor that is enough to defeat the kingly way symbolized by the sword itself!

Chapter 258: Tai'a

Natural and perfect - this was Jiang Liu's first impression of the Taia Sword.

Although it seems strange to use such an adjective for a purely man-made product like a "sword", Jiang Liu really doesn't know how to accurately describe this sword other than "natural and beautiful".

Perfect balance and weight ratio. Even with Jiang Liu's keen sense of touch, he could not find any flaws in the mechanics of the sword. No matter who holds the sword, it will feel as natural as "a new organ extending from the body."

If it was not created by the will of God, then the swordsmith (Ou Yezi) must be a person with mental mysophobia in some sense, who explored the ultimate in the pursuit of excellence.

The legendary Tai'a is a three-foot-long sword, but this ancient sword is obviously longer than that. The length of the sword alone is more than four feet. If it is hung at the waist, it may even drag on the ground.

Its width and thickness are much greater than the iron and steel swords of later generations, and its weight is incomparable. This is a weapon that ordinary people cannot grasp. Not to mention wielding it against the enemy, even lifting it is quite difficult.

In Ou Yezi's time, bronze was still the main material for making swords. The blades were often wide and heavy, which made them look a little short in length, giving people the impression of a "dagger". There were not many swords as long as Tai'a, which were four feet long.

Maybe it’s because this is not a bronze sword at all!

The material is unknown, and the whole body is a deep gold color, almost brown. If you look at it from a distance, you might even think it is a rusty sword. But only when you really hold it in your hand can you realize that this is a divine sword with an unparalleled sharpness that can even cut through the clouds in the sky!

There are two ancient and vigorous seal characters on the sword. Jiang Liu cannot make out their meaning, but guessed that they should be the two words "Tai'a (some say "Tai'a")".

It is said that this sword has had these two seal characters since its birth, which means that they were not added later but are natural inscriptions.

However, when later generations studied this period of history, they still regarded it as a supernatural thing, and another famous war legend about the Tai'a Sword also became invisible.

But if it is in the Type-Moon worldview...these legends are probably true, and Taia will therefore have a considerable degree of "mystery".

In Jiang Liu's opinion, this is a famous sword that is not inferior to weapons made by gods.

No, in a sense this is a weapon made by God!

In the legend of the Tai'a Sword, it was once believed that this sword was a kind of "power" that originally existed between heaven and earth, and that it was only when the right opportunity came and the right time that Ou Yezi forged it.

In other words, it was Ou Yezi who gave the Tai'a Sword its shape, rather than building it bit by bit from scratch.

And who is Ou Yezi?

If this question were asked to Jiang Liu, he would answer "swordsmith" without hesitation.

Or to be more precise: the most accomplished swordsmith in ancient China.

Perhaps Gan Jiang and Mo Ye are more famous, but Ou Yezi's influence on later generations and his own skills far surpass those of the two couples.

This swordsmith, who actually existed in history and whose later legends incorporated many mythological elements, had already reached the "divine realm" in terms of his swordsmithing skills alone.

Of course, this does not mean that he can casually create divine weapons. In fact, human imagination will be limited by the body that cannot fly - the spirit is often limited by material conditions, no matter what the matter is.

Tai'a may not be the most proud work of Ou Yezi in his life, but it is a very representative one. The sword itself has a very good foundation. Later, it was worn by many princes and finally fell into the hands of the First Emperor. It accumulated enough royal power, which echoed the concept of "kingly way" as the core of the sword.

It can be said that at this time, the Taia Sword is already a sword that is infinitely close to being made by God, or it can be compared to a sword of dominance made by God.

The Immortal Slasher or Bailei in Jiang Liu's hand is actually comparable to the magic sword created by God, but it is completely opposite to Tai'a in type and attributes.

If the Immortal Slash is the devil sword of karma that pursues the ultimate in killing, then Tai'a is the holy sword of the kingly way that dominates the world with a majestic appearance.

There is not the slightest resemblance between the two.

However, the magical thing is here: Jiang Liu actually has a very good compatibility with both swords at the same time!

Generally speaking, weapons of this level have the ability to choose their masters independently, which is the so-called spiritual sword.

It is extremely rare for two completely opposite swords like this to belong to the same person.

However, it is not difficult to understand if you think about it carefully.

It is normal for the Undying Slash to choose Jiang Liu. After all, its transformation was completed in Jiang Liu's hands. The two are one and the same, so it is natural for it to be used by Jiang Liu.

The reason why Tai'a chose Jiang Liu was mostly because of his kingly aura - domineering domineering aura.

The "mate selection standard" of the Tai'a Sword should be to examine a person's qualities as a superior. If it is changed to a simpler and easier to understand statement, it probably means that one needs "leadership temperament B" and "conqueror's domineering aura B" or above to gain its recognition.

The requirements may not have been so high in the past, but who made it so that its previous owner was Qin Shi Huang...

Jiang Liu meets the criteria of both "Ashura" and "King", which is extremely rare in the world.

"Well, anyway, the problem has been solved."

Facing the stunned Qin II, Jiang Liu shook the Taia sword in his hand.

"With this, you can command the Twelve Golden Men, right?"

"Uh, no, the Taia Sword alone is not enough."

He took several deep breaths before he calmed down from his panic and confusion, and looked at Jiang Liu - and the sword in his hand - with extremely complicated eyes.

"You must have the blood of my father to command these giants."

Jiang Liu was stunned: "So you have to come and get it?"

"Well, maybe we can try to hold hands and take it together... Let's go back to the ground and slowly experiment. Anyway, we already have the Taia Sword."

Just when Jiang Liu nodded and everyone thought they were finally going to leave this damn place (not in a derogatory sense), there was a sudden vibration under their feet. Everyone was stunned and then looked towards somewhere outside the palace at the same time.

Dong...Dong...Dong...Dong——

This sound, which was faintly rhythmic and increasingly clear, obviously made Lixiang and Jiang Liu think of something bad, and their faces turned very ugly.

Mashu, who was holding Fufu, suddenly realized: "Oh, right, this direction is... the direction of the Terracotta Warriors!"

"Yes, the Terracotta Warriors."

Jiang Liu forced out an ugly smile: "The crime of destroying precious national cultural relics... I didn't expect that I would have this opportunity."

I'll go to Sichuan again someday to cultivate a relationship with the giant pandas.

Chapter 259: The Weight of the World

This kind of myth should be very common: wanting to bring back lost things from the underworld, but losing more instead.

Once lost, it cannot be recovered. No matter how much you regret, you will only get more tragedy. This is a natural thing. Those who want to fight against fate will be manipulated by fate.

If the tomb of the First Emperor is regarded as an underground alien world, then its existence itself is not much different from the underworld. It is impossible to take away precious treasures from here without paying a price.

Therefore, after noticing that the Terracotta Army formation had begun to move, Jiang Liu, Fusu and others were surprised, but not confused. They were mentally prepared to fight to the death and break through.

However, what is surprising is that these terracotta warriors are not moving towards the underground world at the core of the mausoleum, but towards the periphery, or more precisely, towards the outside world - their target is somewhere outside the mausoleum.

The barrier used to defend against external invaders was useless when faced with an army breaking through from the inside. The Terracotta Army divided into different directions and marched forward in a mighty force along a corridor modeled after a galloping road, like an army of the dead coming from the underworld.

At this point, the Terracotta Warriors no longer look like terracotta figurines. It is equivalent to the outer skin of the anti-oxidation coating falling off, revealing battle puppets that perfectly blend ancient style and science fiction. The metallic texture glows faintly in the dim mausoleum, and their orderly march makes them look like a torrent.

"We must not let them out!"

Although he couldn't understand why it turned out like this, Fusu still made his own judgment at the first opportunity.

The Terracotta Warriors must never be allowed outside!

There might be only mountains and wilderness outside, but less than a hundred miles away is Xianyang City, the root of the Qin Empire!

Therefore, even though the numerical disparity between the enemy and us was daunting, Fusu still gave the order to fight.

"First, we must break through the Terracotta Warriors' formation and get outside before them. Then, we must use the Tai'a Sword to completely activate the mausoleum's barrier... Let this place sleep in darkness forever!"

After giving her sorcerers instructions, she turned back to her allies and said, "Rika-sama, I'm counting on you!"

"understand!"

Ritsuka nodded without hesitation: "Mashu, Saber, let's help too!"

Then she turned to look at the other side: "Brother, you too - eh?"

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"It's finally going to be successful. I've been waiting so long."

In the empty hall, a cold voice sounded faintly.