Huangxiu

Chapter 1255 Broken Sword
Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands in greeting.

Lu Gengshen sighed, "Junior Nephew Chu, it's really embarrassing that we have to ask you to come and help us."

"Uncle Lu, this is the only skill I have, and I'm happy to be of help."

“It’s all because we guys are useless,” Lu Gengshen shook his head.

"Alright, Lao Lu!" Meng Xusheng chuckled. "Zhiyuan isn't an outsider, why be so polite!"

He said seriously, "Zhiyuan, can we catch him? He has already escaped without a trace, and his severed arm has exploded. There are no clues at all."

He pointed to the stone wall: "This mechanism is impervious to swords. If we can't open it, we're out of ideas."

"Uncle-Master, I will catch up with him," Chu Zhiyuan said, looking at Li Xinhe. "Is Uncle-Master Li alright?"

Lu Gengshen laughed and said, "With Junior Sister Qi taking action, there will be no problem. Old Li's good looks won't be ruined."

He then shook his head: "Old Li was too careless this time!"

Meng Xusheng chuckled: "Who would have thought that this guy surnamed Ji would be so ruthless? No matter how strong his martial arts are, he can't regenerate severed limbs, can he? He actually destroyed them!"

The Venerable One's body is beyond that of ordinary people; after a limb is severed, it can be reattached within three to five days and he can recover to normal.

However, the Venerable One does not possess the ability to regenerate severed limbs. Once a severed arm is destroyed, he becomes a one-armed person with no way to recover.

He destroyed his arm, which meant he had completely given up the chance to return to normal.

Not everyone can make that kind of tough decision in a short period of time.

Ji Qingyun truly lives up to his title as the sect leader of the Wanxiang Sect; he is indeed ruthless.

"call--!"

Li Xinhe let out a long breath, opened his eyes, turned his head and clasped his hands in thanks to Qi Qingmei, who was slowly withdrawing her jade palm: "Junior Sister Qi, thank you!"

Qi Qingmei smiled faintly.

Lu Gengshen said, "Old Li, hurry up and wash your face, it's kind of scary."

Li Xinhe quickly wiped his face and found brown powder on his hands. He then hurriedly went to the nearby pool.

When he saw his reflection, he was startled and couldn't wait to scrub himself vigorously.

Qi Qingmei looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Junior brother, that bead isn't what you're talking about, is it?"

Lu Gengshen said, "It shouldn't be, otherwise we wouldn't have such minor injuries."

“With that kind of power, it shouldn’t be,” Zhou Chongming said. “Then where did it go?”

“It doesn’t matter if we can’t find him,” Meng Xusheng said. “If we kill that guy surnamed Ji, no one will know how to use him, and he won’t pose a threat.”

"That makes sense." Lu Gengshen agreed, then looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Nephew Chu, is there anything we can do to help?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Let Senior Sister Lu come with me."

Lu Xiaolu said, "Then let's hurry up and kill him to avoid any unforeseen complications!"

"My fellow martial uncles..." Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands in greeting.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Lu Gengshen said hastily. "You're so calm, I'm so anxious!"

He was extremely anxious, but seeing that Chu Zhiyuan was taking his time, he didn't want to urge him.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Lu Xiaolu put her small hand on his shoulder, and the two of them quickly walked away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Li Xinhe straightened up, gave a slight shake, and white mist rose up, the water droplets on his face disappeared, and he returned to dryness.

His face was as beautiful as jade, and the numerous small pits that had previously covered his skin had disappeared.

He looked at his reflection in the pool, then touched his face, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Haha..." Lu Gengshen laughed loudly: "Old Li, are you afraid of ruining this pretty boy's face?... That was scary enough just now!"

Li Xinhe ignored him and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei waved her hand and looked around: "Let's deal with this place as soon as possible. Let's search again and see if we can find that thing by interrogating them."

“Yes, we must find it!” Lu Gengshen said. “We can’t just do nothing.”

Li Xinhe withdrew his hand, suppressing his embarrassment: "That round bead from before should be it, right? ...We killed too many disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect at once, so we couldn't gather more power, which weakened its effectiveness."

“Old Li’s words make some sense,” Lu Gengshen said. “Then let’s find a few guys to ask. Junior Sister Qi, thank you for your hard work.”

Qi Qingmei frowned slightly and nodded gently.

"I come!"

Lu Gengshen moved with the grace of a dragon, his figure flashing, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed one person with each hand and placed them in front of Qi Qingmei.

Both were middle-aged, pale-faced, and unconscious.

He was a master of the Myriad Manifestations Sect. They personally attacked him, and he fell to the ground. He was now on his last breath and could die at any moment.

Lu Gengshen planted them on the ground like pillars, then moved swiftly around them, patting their backs and bodies repeatedly with both palms.

Everyone was struck by his eighteen blows.

After finishing the eighteen palm strikes, Lu Gengshen returned to his original position, clapped his hands, straightened his chest, raised his head, and smiled smugly.

The two middle-aged men's pale, golden faces turned rosy, as if they were unharmed.

Meng Xusheng chuckled and said, "Old Lu, your Sweet Rain Technique is indeed quite powerful."

Lu Gengshen smiled smugly: "Please excuse my smugness."

Li Xinhe snorted: "Alright, don't disturb Junior Sister Qi's secret technique."

Qi Qingmei formed a hand seal, which resembled two white jade peonies blooming on her chest.

The Bright Moon Divine Sword shone with a white light, as soft as moonlight, and floated lightly onto her slender fingers.

With delicate, slender fingers, she moved the brush, as if a white peony were slowly closing and then blooming again.

The soft light drifted into the air, forming two peonies, which gently landed on the foreheads of the two middle-aged men.

After two shimmering white peonies entered their foreheads, they slowly opened their eyes.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was about to make a move, but found himself frozen in place.

Qi Qingmei sighed softly and said calmly, "Your Wanxiang Sect has a treasure with astonishing power, which requires the entire Wanxiang Sect to work together to activate. Is it a precious pearl?"

The two men's eyes suddenly gleamed, and they let out a cold laugh.

Qi Qingmei shook her head gently.

Lu Gengshen was greatly disappointed: "No? It's not that?... What is it then?"

He glared at the two of them and sneered, "You can forget about that treasure now. Where is it?"

Qi Qingmei asked, "Is it on Ji Qingyun?"

The two closed their eyes and let out a cold laugh.

"It's not on Ji Qingyun." Qi Qingmei shook her head gently.

"That's troublesome." Meng Xusheng frowned. "In this valley?"

Qi Qingmei paused for a moment, then nodded gently: "It's in the valley."

Meng Xusheng asked, "Which part of the valley? East? West? South? North?"

Qi Qingmei gazed at the two middle-aged men with their eyes closed and said softly, "In the south."

“As for the south…” Meng Xusheng turned his head to look at the south side of the valley.

Besides a pool of water, there is also a statue.

"Could it be that statue?" Meng Xusheng asked. Qi Qingmei pondered for a moment, then gently shook her head.

Zhou Chongming asked, "In that pool?"

Qi Qingmei gazed at the two middle-aged men, and finally nodded gently.

"It's actually in that pool?" The group turned to look at the pool at the same time.

A small pool, about ten meters in diameter, is like a clear mirror, reflecting the shadows of the stone wall.

Lu Gengshen looked at Li Xinhe: "Old Li, did you see that just now?"

As he spoke, he strode toward the edge of the pool.

Li Xinhe followed.

The two looked down from the edge of the pool.

The water in the pool is crystal clear, and the fish swimming at the bottom of the pool seem to be swimming in the void.

A few clumps of deep green water plants sway gently, like willow branches swaying in the wind, graceful and elegant.

Their eyes scanned the bottom of the pool with lightning speed, but they found nothing.

The bottom of the pool contained only various pebbles and some sand, nothing else.

"I'll go down and take a look." Lu Gengshen leaped up and dived headfirst into the bottom of the pool like a fish.

The fish were startled and fled, the sand and stones churned, and the clear pool water was instantly muddied.

"Nonsense!" Li Xinhe cursed. "Old Lu, wait!"

But Lu Gengshen, who was underwater, couldn't hear these words. He walked back and forth along the bottom of the pool, not missing a single spot.

The circular pool, ten feet in diameter, was quick to search.

Lu Gengshen didn't need to breathe and kept walking back and forth at the bottom of the pool.

Zhou Chongming and Meng Xusheng did not come over; they remained in front of the two middle-aged men.

Zhou Chongming had been observing the two middle-aged men.

Meng Xusheng then asked, "Is it shaped like a stone?"

Qi Qingmei shook her head gently.

Meng Xusheng asked, "Is it the size of a palm?"

Qi Qingmei shook her head.

"Smaller?"

Qi Qingmei shook her head.

"bigger?"

Qi Qingmei nodded.

"A sword?"

Qi Qingmei nodded gently.

"A sword!" Meng Xusheng was overjoyed.

Li Xinhe, who was staring at the pool, heard this and shouted, "Old Lu, it's a sword!"

Lu Gengshen leaped out of the water and landed gracefully, holding a broken, rusty sword in his hand.

It was only one-third the size of a sword, with a greenish tinge beneath the rust, clearly indicating that it was an ancient sword.

"This is it?"

He gently shook his clothes, and white steam rose from them, revealing that they were now dry. He then carefully waved them away, his movements gentle.

It's not that I'm afraid of breaking it, it's that I'm afraid its power is too amazing and will hurt me.

Qi Qingmei looked at the two middle-aged men, her bright eyes sparkling, and after a moment she nodded gently: "It is it."

Zhou Chongming and the other three stared at her beautiful face, and when she nodded, they immediately smiled.

"Finally found it!"

"At least it wasn't a wasted effort!"

"If we can't find this, we've really wasted our time and will be ashamed to face anyone."

Li Xinhe asked, "But what should we do with this?"

"Give it to Zhiyuan," Lu Gengshen said. "Let him handle it."

"Yes, give it to him... I wonder if he's caught up with Ji Qingyun yet."

A figure flashed, and Chu Zhiyuan appeared.

He placed one hand on Lu Xiaolu's shoulder and the other on Ji Qingyun's shoulder.

Ji Qingyun had already closed his eyes. He let go and fell straight down.

"boom!"

He crashed heavily to the ground.

Lu Xiaolu laughed and said, "One move and it's done!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the broken sword in Lu Gengshen's hand, and then at Zhou Chongming.

Zhou Chongming nodded slightly.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Is this it?"

“Junior Sister Qi’s intervention was absolutely correct.” Lu Gengshen handed it to him: “I just don’t know how it became so strange.”

Chu Zhiyuan reached out and caught it, then immediately frowned.

The wondrous pure water in his mind suddenly began to shake violently.

Chu Zhiyuan knew at a glance that the broken sword exuded an evil aura that could shake one's soul.

With a slight shake, the rust on the sword quickly crumbled, along with the bluish-green patina.

In the blink of an eye, it became as bright as new, with intricate patterns appearing and disappearing as if they grew out of the sword's interior rather than being engraved.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, glanced at it, and handed it to Zhou Chongming: "Uncle-Master, is this an ancient sword?"

Zhou Chongming didn't take it, but glanced at it and looked at Qi Qingmei.

Qi Qingmei took it with her delicate hand and then handed it back to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Isn't this sword strange?"

"The evil aura is too strong." Qi Qingmei shook her head: "It should be an ancient sword."

Li Xinhe said, "I'll give it a try."

Chu Zhiyuan handed over the sword.

After taking it, Li Xinhe carefully weighed it in his hand, felt it deeply, shook his head, and handed it to Lu Gengshen.

Lu Gengshen took it and waved it, somewhat puzzled: "Is something wrong? No, right? What do you think, Lao Li?"

Li Xinhe shook his head.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "Uncle Lu and Uncle Li are probably full of righteousness and have restrained it."

(End of this chapter)