I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 493 What is Perfection?

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This is Indra's evaluation of Lu Sheng's life.

When Ying Xun was born, auspicious celestial phenomena of dragons and phoenixes appeared.

As a result, it attracted real dragons and phoenixes.

But the true dragon and phoenix did not bring good fortune; instead, they ignited an earth-shattering battle, and Ying Xun himself died from a dragon's breath.

Ying Xun, who could cause dragons and phoenixes to appear in strange phenomena, was naturally highly valued by the First Emperor, who then ordered alchemists and physicians to do their utmost to treat him.

At that time, Lu Sheng had not yet incurred the First Emperor's displeasure and was one of those involved in the rescue.

To save Ying Xun, Lu Sheng followed the trail of the dragon and phoenix, who had both been severely injured.

For nine long years, no one knew how many dangers Lu Sheng encountered; all that was known was that he obtained the true blood of the dragon and phoenix, and used it to put the Nineteenth Prince into a state of suspended animation.

Later, Lu Sheng angered the First Emperor by speaking frankly to him. In addition, he knew that the later Qin Shi Huang had become obsessed with immortality and even had the idea of ​​using his own son, who had consumed the blood of dragons and phoenixes, to make an elixir of immortality. So he took the sleeping Ying Xun and fled the capital, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Before leaving, however, Lu Sheng left behind a map showing the route he took to find the Fire Phoenix, along with a sentence.

—The one who brought about the rise of Qin was Xun Yu!
Xu Fu, following the route map left behind, searched arduously for several years, spending countless manpower, resources, and money, and finally found and captured the Fire Phoenix.

Then, using phoenix blood, they refined the elixir of immortality—the Golden Elixir.

In Xu Fu's words, the First Emperor was cruel and inhumane. To prevent the First Emperor from continuing to wreak havoc on the world after taking the elixir of immortality, the elixir of immortality was not given to him.

He didn't give it to the First Emperor, but he couldn't bear to throw away the elixir he had painstakingly refined. In addition, keeping the elixir made Xu Fu restless, so he ate it himself.

Although he swallowed the elixir, he was still worried that the First Emperor would find out about it, so he lied and said that he was going to the Eastern Continent to find the elixir of immortality. After obtaining the First Emperor's consent, he led three thousand boys and girls to the Eastern Continent.

Centuries later, many years after the First Emperor's death, he secretly returned to the Central Plains.

Over the years, Xu Fu discovered that his appearance had not aged, thus confirming that the elixir he had taken truly had the power to grant immortality.

Afterwards, Xu Fu, in order to learn from the strengths of all schools, joined different sects under different identities over the next five hundred years. With his immortality, he mastered all the martial arts techniques in the world, easily becoming the overlord of the martial arts world and even sitting on the throne of the emperor for a time...

Over the course of a thousand years, Xu Fu encountered countless unforgettable women in his long life. Some of them even bore him descendants, including the Wei family, to which the nameless belonged.

In other words, Xu Fu was the nameless ancestor.

Perhaps because he had experienced different scenery, Xu Fu felt extraordinary and changed his name to Emperor Shitian, and called himself a god.

After listening to Di Shitian's account, Ying Xun asked, "Did Lu Sheng not consume the blood of the dragon and phoenix back then?"

"I don't know, but I'm certain he's dead."

Ying Xun nodded: "So, you captured me to study how to suppress the power of the Phoenix Blood?"

"good."

"Then why didn't you attack me personally before I grew stronger? I wouldn't have been a match for you then."

"Because I wanted to see if you were truly the one who would restore Qin, as Lu Sheng predicted... But now it seems that guy miscalculated." Di Shitian couldn't help but laugh at the end.

The laughter was filled with the excitement and pride of having defeated a lifelong enemy, as well as disdain for Lu Sheng.

In fact, there was an even more important reason why he didn't personally take action against Ying Xun early on: he simply didn't expect Ying Xun to grow to such a high level in such a short time.

"A miscalculation?" Ying Xun murmured, looking at Di Shitian and laughing, "That's not necessarily true. Xu Fu, you've never been as good as Lord Lu from beginning to end. You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"

"What did you say?!" Di Shitian roared in fury, but chose not to make a move.

“I told you you’re not even worthy to carry Lu Gong’s shoes. Do you know that I could have killed you just now?” Ying Xun said, glancing again toward the Sword Pool, and smiled faintly. “But when a divine weapon is born, the first person it slays must be someone of importance, and that person is you!”

Di Shitian snorted coldly: "You think you can kill me so easily?"

“I know you’re good at escaping with your Seven Deadly Situations, but now…” Ying Xun flashed and moved to a distance of three zhang from Di Shitian, then suddenly unleashed the Boundless Realm, a mysterious aura instantly enveloping Di Shitian: “You can try and see if your Seven Deadly Situations can still let you escape.”

……

In the Sword Pool.

The Purple-Clad King and the Overlord fought like wild beasts, both covered in wounds and blood.

The Purple-Robed Scripture King grew increasingly enraged and impatient as the fight progressed, revealing his ferocious nature.

If Xiong Ba had already made him so miserable, then the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen, who had woven dreams for him without his knowledge, must be even more terrifying.

In addition, the woman whose aura was not much weaker than Xiong Ba's clearly had a grudge against him and had been waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow... Zi Yi Jing Wang knew that this time he was facing a life-or-death situation, but having survived many desperate situations, he did not give up hope and vowed to fight with all his might to break through the encirclement.

That's right, it's an encirclement.

Because at this moment, in addition to the four people in the Sword Pool—the Purple-Clad Scripture King and Xiong Ba who were fighting, the White Suzhen who was watching coldly, and the Black-Eyed One who was waiting for an opportunity—there was another group of people.

It was You Ruo, the First Evil Emperor, the Second Blade Emperor, the Third Pig Emperor, and other swordsmiths such as Zhong Mei, Tie Shen, and Tie Kuang Tu.

Zhong Mei and the other swordsmiths had no interest in the battles in the Sword Pool.

They completely ignored the battle between father and son, and all looked at the peerless divine weapon in the arrow furnace, revealing an indescribable excitement.

As a blacksmith, to be able to forge such a divine weapon that is destined to be passed down through the ages is a great honor, and even if I were to die immediately, I would have no regrets.

suddenly.

An arm shot out like an arrow and flew straight into the sword furnace.

Immediately afterwards, the original blue and white flames turned red, and the fire seemed to be fueled by oil and fuel, surging out of the arrow furnace and spreading into the sky.

In the firelight, the swordsmiths seemed to hear the cry of a divine bird, and seemed to see a phoenix soaring in the flames before crashing headlong into the peerless divine weapon.

"This... this must be the phoenix blood that Young Master Ying mentioned. With the phoenix blood as a harmonizer, this peerless divine weapon has finally reached a state of perfection." Zhong Mei's eyes shone as she gazed at the peerless divine weapon in the flames with rapt attention.

"Hehe, I have forged countless weapons in my life. I thought the Heavenly Tribulation Armor would be my proudest and most painstaking work. But I never expected that I would be able to forge such a peerless divine weapon in my lifetime."

Tie Kuangtu licked his lips, a greedy glint suddenly flashing in his eyes. If he could use this divine weapon, wouldn't he be invincible under heaven?

Upon realizing this, Tie Kuangtu's greed, like the fire in the sword furnace, grew increasingly intense and uncontrollable.

A hint of killing intent had already surfaced in his gaze as he swept over Zhong Mei, Tie Shen, and the others.

These good-for-nothings are definitely not going to stop me.

The two guys who were fighting were both injured and were no longer a threat.

But that Demon Lord Bai Suzhen, the First Evil Emperor...

Just then, Iron God suddenly shouted.

"The Mad Slaughterer".

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Tie Kuangtu frowned slightly. Five years had passed, and while his relationship with his twin brother wasn't exactly bad, it certainly wasn't good either.

"Come here for a moment, I have something to ask you," Tie Shen said solemnly.

Tie Kuangtu didn't think much of it and walked towards him. "Kuangtu, your forging skills are the strongest among us. Take a look and see if the divine weapon is truly flawless." Tie Shen pointed to a certain part of the divine weapon and said, "I always feel that there seems to be a slight flaw there."

"How is that possible? This divine weapon is already flawless."

Tie Kuangtu said this, but he still subconsciously looked in the direction Tie Shen was pointing.

Just then, Tie Shen suddenly launched an attack, delivering a powerful palm strike to Tie Kuangtu's back.

This palm strike contained all his power, and since Tie Kuangtu was completely unprepared, he was severely injured by the blow and flew towards the sword furnace while spitting out blood.

How intense and vigorous the fire in the sword furnace was!

Given Tie Kuangtu's severely injured state, if he were to be blasted into the sword furnace, he would likely die within a few breaths.

Fortunately, You Ruo reacted quickly and stopped him.

"Big brother, are you going to kill me?!"

Tie Kuangtu's face was fierce, his eyes filled with killing intent, as if he wanted to rush up and fight Tie Shen to the death.

Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and didn't even have the strength to fight.

"Iron God, what are you doing...?!"

When Zhong Mei spoke, his expression, like that of the other swordsmiths, was one of surprise and confusion.

They had lived with Tie Shen for years, knew about the brothers' grudges, and understood Tie Shen's character. Even if they wanted to kill Tie Kuangtu, they would do so openly and honestly, not through such underhanded means as sneak attacks.

Iron God ignored Iron Mad Slaughter and instead addressed the group of swordsmiths from Zhongmei: "I just asked if the Mad Slaughter Divine Weapon had any flaws, and it does indeed have flaws. Its flaw is Mad Slaughter, and it is also all of us."

"What do you mean?"

Zhong Mei and the other swordsmiths all looked puzzled.

They highly regarded Iron God's forging skills.

But in their eyes, this peerless weapon was indeed without a single flaw; it was truly perfect.

"It is both a divine weapon and a killing weapon. The creation of any weapon in the world, no matter how eloquently we describe it, is for killing. And since it is a killing weapon, it should not have any feelings for anyone other than its master, Young Master Ying."

Looking at the peerless divine weapon floating in the sword furnace, Tie Shen said calmly, "And we, these people, have been with it day and night for the past five years, spending countless efforts to forge it. So we are its final flaw. Only by sacrificing ourselves to the sword can we forge this strongest, most perfect, most ruthless, and most decisive divine weapon since ancient times."

After saying this, while everyone was still in a daze, Tie Shen moved with lightning speed, grabbed Tie Kuangtu, and threw him into the sword furnace.

Because the distance was too close, only the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen was able to save Tie Kuangtu in time. However, Bai Suzhen was a person who had seen life and death before and did not care about Tie Kuangtu's life or death at all.

"Ahhh!!"

After being engulfed by flames, Iron Madman let out two heart-wrenching screams and then fell completely silent.

After Tie Kuangtu was sacrificed to the sword, the already radiant divine weapon gained an even greater killing intent.

They have abandoned all living beings; they are heartless and ruthless!
"It seems your guess was correct."

Zhong Mei's tone was tinged with regret as she turned to the other swordsmiths and said with a smile, "Having worked with you masters for five years, I had planned to have a good drink with you all after the divine weapon was forged. Now it seems that this drink can only be shared on the road to the Yellow Springs."

"Then let's drink on the road to the underworld, and go together!"

For them, a perfect divine weapon was more important than their own lives.

Therefore, without any hesitation, the swordsmiths almost simultaneously leaped into the air and flew towards the sword furnace.

However, just as they were about to throw themselves into the furnace, a gentle force stopped them.

"How is this going?"

Zhong Mei, Tie Shen, and the others exchanged bewildered glances. One of the swordsmiths speculated, "Could it be that the divine weapon possesses a spirit, and it's preventing us from consecrating the sword?"

"But that doesn't make sense. If the divine weapon is preventing us from sacrificing ourselves to the sword, then why was Tie Kuangtu able to sacrifice himself to the sword?"

Just then, a clear voice rang out.

"It's not a divine weapon, it's me. You've troubled me to forge this sword for five years, how could I just stand by and watch you sacrifice it?"

"Young Master Ying?"

"It's me. I just heard Iron God say that all weapons in the world are weapons of death, and that's true."

But weapons are not only created for killing; they are also created for protection.

Iron God, perhaps in your eyes, ruthlessness is perfection, but sometimes perfection itself is a kind of imperfection.

Nothing in the world is ever absolutely perfect; imperfections can also be a form of beauty.

What is perfection?

The moon has its phases of waxing and waning, which is what makes it truly perfect.

Besides, whether it is a sword of compassion or a sword of indifference should be decided by me, its master, not by you.

Tie Kuangtu was no good person. He's dead, so be it. But I can't watch you sacrifice yourselves to the sword.

If not now, when?!

As Ying Xun uttered his last words, a mysterious wave erupted from the divine weapon like a volcanic eruption, soaring into the sky and stirring up the wind and clouds.

Just then, a rumble of thunder sounded in the previously overcast sky, and a light drizzle began to fall.

Soon, the drizzle turned into a downpour, and the world was shrouded in a dim yellow light.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck.

The lightning instantly blasted through the rock wall above the sword furnace, striking directly at the peerless divine weapon.

If a peerless divine weapon possessed sentience, it would charge straight at the incoming lightning without anyone controlling it.

boom!
Thunder shattered it.

The peerless divine weapon shot into the air through the hole pierced by the lightning.

In an instant, the peerless divine weapon shone with a brilliant red light, as bright as the midday sun, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

Strands of crimson spread out, enveloping the area within a hundred miles centered on Baijian Manor.

Under the crimson light of the divine weapon, not only was the sky stained crimson, but the rain falling from the sky was as breathtaking as blood.

The wind howled, and the sound of the howling wind was like the wailing and roaring of a vengeful ghost, which made people feel cold all over and tremble uncontrollably.

"Legend has it that when Cangjie created the first character, the heavens wept blood and the gods were terrified. I never expected that you could create the same scene. You truly are a weapon that I have my eye on."

In the pouring rain, Emperor Shitian stood in mid-air, looking at the peerless divine weapon that emitted a sky full of red light, making no attempt to hide his desire to possess it.

(End of this chapter)