One person: Lu Jin, do I look like your master?

If not controlled in time, it will inevitably cause social panic and severely impact the principle of secrecy in the world of supernatural beings!

Wang Xuan, who was sitting to the side, was listening calmly. When he heard the keywords "knife," "out of control," and "slashing," his hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and then he slowly put the chopsticks on the table.

A name instantly flashed into his mind—the demon sword Hiruma!

In the original work's memory, this evil sword from Mount Hiei in Japan possessed the terrifying ability to bewitch people and amplify the wielder's murderous intent and power, and had committed numerous bloody crimes in the Central Plains.

Meanwhile, the ninja from Mount Hiei have been like maggots clinging to bones, lurking within the territory, waiting for their chance to strike.

This sudden tragedy, in terms of location, objects, and actions, is highly consistent with the characteristics of the demon sword Hirumaru!

'It seems those persistent ghosts are starting to stir again…'

A cold glint flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes. He had never had a good impression of these treacherous outsiders who stirred up trouble across China.

He raised his head, looked at Gao Lian, whose face was grave and who was preparing to urgently mobilize manpower, and calmly spoke:

"Mr. Gao, judging from your description, this matter is probably not simple!"

"I wonder if I could go with you to the site to take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Lian was first taken aback, then his face lit up with surprise!

If a master like Wang Xuan, whose strength is unfathomable, were to offer his assistance, it would be like sending charcoal in snowy weather!

He nodded immediately, his tone filled with gratitude and solemnity:

"Excellent! I would be most grateful if Master Wang would lend a helping hand! This matter is strange and requires the guidance of an expert like yourself! I'll have to trouble you then!"

"It's alright, just something I did on the spur of the moment."

Wang Xuan stood up, his tone still calm.

The banquet came to an abrupt end. Gao Lian immediately began making arrangements, ordering Er Zhuang to continue suppressing online public opinion and erasing all traces, while urgently mobilizing elite action team members from the Northeast region.

Wang Xuan stood quietly to the side, gazing into the distance, as if he could already see the ruins of the mountains and forests, shrouded in blood and evil.

Chapter 101 Extinguishing the Blade Spirit

Wang Xuan harbored a cold hostility towards the so-called "samurai," "ninja," or anything related to that island nation, stemming from his bloodline and historical memory.

In his simple yet firm belief, only the Japanese pirates, who had completely faded into obscurity and become dust of history, could barely be considered "good".

This belief does not stem from narrow-minded hatred education, but rather from a deeper remembrance of past wars and suffering, and an instinctive vigilance against those who remain entrenched in their treacherous intentions.

This concept has long been integrated into his will and become a part of his Dao heart. It will never waver in the slightest due to the improvement of his cultivation level or the broadening of his vision. On the contrary, it will become clearer and more firm as his power increases.

"Hmph, a bunch of rats in the gutter, they've been well-behaved for a few years, but now they're starting to get restless again?"

A cold glint flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through the void and see those figures hidden in the shadows, ready to pounce.

"Since you dare to stick your claws out, be prepared to have them chopped off at the root!"

He suppressed his outward killing intent, but his cold determination remained deep within his heart.

Without saying anything more, he followed Gao Lian, whose face was solemn, and a team of elite company operatives who had quickly assembled, onto a special plane bound for the scene of the incident—a certain place in Changbai Mountain, Jilin.

The journey was silent, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

When the group arrived at the ruins from the Japanese occupation period, located deep in the mountains, the site had already been isolated and sealed off by the company's advance team using special methods, with a cordon set up to prevent ordinary people from peeping in.

The ruins were dilapidated, overgrown with weeds, and a faint, lingering stench of blood and an eerie, unsettling feeling permeated the air.

A staff member in charge of on-site command quickly approached, still looking shaken, and saluted Gao Lian before reporting:

"Manager Gao! The assailant has been apprehended and injected with a strong sedative; he is currently unconscious."

Fortunately, this guy was just an ordinary person who had been bewitched, with average physical abilities; otherwise, things would have been really difficult. But…”

He paused, a deep sense of apprehension crossing his face, and pointed to an area deep within the ruins temporarily covered with special runic cloth:

"But that knife... it's too eerie! Our people feel uneasy and have all sorts of violent thoughts pop into their heads when they get even a little close.

Even specially designed containment containers cannot completely isolate its effects!

Gao Lian nodded, his expression growing even more grave. He looked at Wang Xuan:

"Master Wang, look..."

Wang Xuan remained silent and strode towards the area covered by the rune cloth. Gao Lian quickly waved for the surrounding team members to step back, and followed closely behind.

Lifting the rune cloth revealed the scene inside. A strangely shaped Japanese katana, with a long, narrow blade and an eerie, beautiful curve, lay quietly amidst the mess.

Even from a distance, one could feel a chilling, resentful aura, filled with a frenzied killing intent, rushing towards them, attempting to erode their mind.

"The demon sword, Hirumaru."

Wang Xuan calmly uttered the name, his tone certain, without the slightest doubt.

His keen intuition had already sensed how thick and venomous the bloody aura and resentful resentment of the lingering soul were wrapped around this knife!

It was a terrifying aggregate of negative energy formed after countless souls were devoured and imprisoned by this blade; it was a veritable "monster"!

At its core, there is a nascent, malevolent "sword spirit"!

"It really is this thing..."

Gao Lian gasped, his face turning extremely grim. As the regional head, he was naturally aware of the bloodshed this demonic sword had left behind in history, as well as its intricate connections with the Hieisan ninja.

"Looks like those guys are really restless and are about to stir up trouble again! What a nuisance!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xuan walked straight toward the demonic sword and, without hesitation, reached out to grab the dark and sinister hilt!

"Master Wang! No!"

Gao Lian was so frightened that he screamed in terror!

Although Wang Xuan's methods are profound, such a rash contact is far too risky!

However, Wang Xuan's hand had already firmly grasped the hilt of Hirumaru's sword!

The instant his fingers touched the hilt of the knife—

A chilling, bone-piercing mental shock, filled with endless resentment and a bloodlust, surged through his arm and into his mind like a burst dam!

Even an ordinary person, or even one with a strong will, would likely lose their composure and be bewitched by this sudden and terrifying shock.

But Wang Xuan only furrowed his brow almost imperceptibly.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, his powerful soul, tempered through three cycles of reversal and now in harmony with the "Dao," remained as stable as a rock and as clear as a mirror.

Faced with the ferocious sword spirit rushing towards him, he didn't even bother to engage in any mental confrontation or dialogue with it.

A chilling thought flashed through my mind.

The next moment, he mobilized the pure Qi within his body, which contained the "devouring" characteristic of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief, and condensed it in his palm. He did not attack the blade, but directly targeted the invisible blade spirit!

To outsiders, Wang Xuan merely gripped the hilt of his sword, his body pausing slightly.

But on that invisible spiritual level, Wang Xuan's palm (in the form of his mind) carrying the law of devouring had already struck like swatting a fly, arriving first and delivering a hard slap to the face of that ferocious sword spirit!

"puff--!"

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a faint, soul-piercing sound of annihilation, like bubbles bursting or countless vengeful spirits simultaneously uttering their final lament!

The sword spirit, formed from countless bloody resentments and existing for countless years, was defeated by Wang Xuan's palm strike, which contained the power of laws.

Before it could even struggle or scream, it was instantly shattered and disintegrated, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun!

Its most fundamental spiritual structure and energy were absorbed by the terrifying devouring energy in Wang Xuan's palm, like a whale sucking up water.

It completely devoured and purified itself, transforming into the purest soul energy to nourish itself, leaving not a trace behind!

The lingering eerie aura of the demon sword Hirumaru suddenly dissipated like a punctured balloon!

Wang Xuan released his hand as if he had only done a trivial matter, and even commented with a hint of disdain:

"What rubbish. It contains mixed and impure resentment, and its spirituality is also inferior."

He bent down and picked up the now unremarkable Hiruzen, then casually tossed it to Gao Lian, who was standing to the side dumbfounded and still hadn't recovered from the sudden turn of events.

"never mind."

Wang Xuan addressed Gao Lian, his tone returning to its usual calm.

"In its current state, this knife is at most a fairly sharp antique knife made of decent materials. I have already cleaned out the 'dirt' inside."

Gao Lian hurriedly caught the katana that was thrown to him. It was icy cold to the touch, but it no longer had the eerie, soul-corroding feeling it had before.

He carefully used his Qi to sense it, and sure enough!

The inside of the blade was empty; the evil spirit that had once made him tremble had vanished without a trace, and it had truly become a dead object!

"This this……"

Gao Lian looked at the demonic sword in his hand, which had stirred up countless storms in history and left countless masters helpless, and now it had so easily turned into a piece of "ordinary iron".

Looking at Wang Xuan's calm and composed demeanor, a storm raged within him. In the end, all the shock and emotion condensed into a heartfelt sigh filled with boundless admiration:

"Master Wang... he is truly a divine being!"

Chapter 102 Fishing

Having resolved the unexpected trouble caused by the demon sword Hirumaru, and handed over the cleanup work to his subordinates, Gao Lian and Wang Xuan took the "purified" demon sword and boarded the vehicle back to Fengtian.

The convoy traveled along the winding mountain road, with the lush green forest rushing past the windows.

Wang Xuan leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes to rest, but his mind was wandering to deeper questions.

The appearance of the demon sword Hirumaru was like a signal, indicating that those venomous snakes that had been lurking in the shadows for years were finally beginning to poke their heads out.

He recalled the fierce battle between Bihe Mountain and the Tang Clan at the "Sky-Piercing Hole," and also the remnants of Bihe Mountain who disappeared like drops of water into the sea after the war, vanishing into the vast land of Northeast China.

These things are like pimples deep in the body; they don't show up usually, but once they have the chance, they will fester and cause greater harm.

Now that the demon sword they have been searching for has appeared in the world, although they have temporarily destroyed it, the news may not be completely blocked.

Those rats will certainly not give up, and will try every means to investigate and even attempt to reclaim this evil knife that may have special significance to them.

Rather than passively waiting for them to make underhanded moves, why not... take the initiative and achieve victory in one fell swoop?

A clear idea formed in Wang Xuan's mind. He slowly opened his eyes and calmly looked at Gao Lian sitting in the passenger seat.

"Mr. Gao."

Wang Xuan spoke, breaking the silence inside the car.

Gao Lian, who was rubbing his temples and pondering how to write a report, immediately turned around upon hearing this, his face showing respect and inquiry:

"Master Wang? What are your instructions?"

Wang Xuan didn't beat around the bush and stated his plan directly:

"Now that this Hirumaru has appeared and involves the remnants of Mount Hiei who have been hiding for many years, why don't we take this opportunity to set up a trap?"

Gao Lian didn't react for a moment and was a little confused.

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes sharpening a bit.

"In the battle of the Sky-Piercing Cave back then, the ten members of Bihe Mountain were almost completely wiped out by the senior members of the Tang Clan. However, some of them escaped the net, like rats in the gutter, hiding in this land of Northeast China, barely surviving, waiting for an opportunity to strike."

He paused and continued to explain:

"This demon sword, Hirumaru, holds extraordinary significance for the legacy of Mount Hiei."

Even if we try our best to block the news of its emergence, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be leaked through certain channels.

Those lurking rats, upon learning this, will certainly not remain indifferent. They will likely risk taking action, either to check the knife's condition or... to try and retrieve it.

Wang Xuan's voice carried a hint of coldness:

"Since that's the case, why don't we turn the tables on them? We can announce to the public that the demon sword Hirumaru has been confiscated by the company, but because of its evil nature, it cannot be destroyed for the time being and can only be sealed and studied."

Using this as bait, we'll lay a trap to catch all the rats that have been lured out... eliminating them completely and preventing future troubles!

After hearing Wang Xuan's clear explanation, Gao Lian's eyes lit up, and he immediately fell into deep thought.

This plan is bold, yet extremely tempting!

The company has always found the deeply entrenched and elusive remnants of the Bihe Mountain gang a major headache, like having a thorn stuck in its throat.

We know they exist, but we struggle to eradicate them precisely. If we could truly use this opportunity to lure them out…

However, this matter is of great importance, involving not only the Northeast region but also potentially touching a nerve in the entire world of supernatural beings. Gao Lian alone could not make such a significant decision.