Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"But the problem is, there are no 'what ifs'," Huaiyan sighed helplessly.

"At that time, Han Guang believed that while large-scale firepower such as [Crimson Fire] or [Stone-Refining Arrows] was effective in eliminating the enemy, as long as soldiers still needed to fight the enemy in the war, their fearlessness in the face of death was the key to victory or defeat..."

Chapter 1007 I thank you

"When the people of the Immortal Ship forge swords, they imbue them with simple intelligence to make them easier for soldiers to handle."

"But overcoming fear and developing keen combat judgment will still take a long time, so..."

"So that's why Han Guang incorporated Sui Yang into his weapon?"

"Yes."

Huaiyan nodded.

"Forging the sun's rays into a sword can certainly allow the weapon to transmit experience, overcome fear, and even make judgments on behalf of the person."

"But weapons are different from other tools; their only purpose is to kill the enemy."

"After countless battles, the emotions of bloodlust, anger, and fear were drawn into the sword by the sun."

"The soldiers who grasp it will not only inherit the sword skills, but also share the killing emotions, becoming killing puppets controlled by the sword."

"No matter how noble the swordsmith's intentions may be, these weapons, scarred by bloodshed, will ultimately become demonic swords."

Huaiyan felt very sorry.

"Later, Han Guang continued to forge swords under the persuasion of travelers from foreign lands."

"The traveler concocted all sorts of reasons for needing divine weapons—such as restoring the homeland with a precious sword, or slaying demons with a celestial sword..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"So, what exactly does that foreign traveler want to do?"

"If those reasons are all false, then instigating Han Guang to forge so many demonic swords couldn't have been just because he was bored."

Huaiyan sighed softly.

"You know what happened next."

"Yun Li's parents fell one after another in pools of blood, and many of the craftsmen of the Flame Wheel Forging Palace were also killed or injured."

"Although Yun Li escaped by chance, she did not escape from this past."

"No wonder you didn't invite her to the sword-presenting ceremony."

Yan Huan is now certain that Huai Yan concealed the sword-giving ceremony because he was afraid that Yun Li would be moved if she saw Han Guang's sword again.

Ultimately, it's still for Yun Li's good.

This is exactly what Yan Huan had guessed.

Would a grandfather harm his granddaughter?

“I don’t want Yunli to live her whole life in the shadow left by her father… Han Guang’s mistakes should not be borne by his daughter.”

"Did Han Guang do anything wrong?" Yan Huan blinked.

“I think he’s fine. There’s a market for what’s in demand. His original intention in forging the sword was to restore his homeland and slay demons, as the traveler mentioned.”

"As for the side effects of the demonic sword, he probably didn't want that either..."

“Whether this was his wish or not,” Huaiyan sighed, “it all started because of him.”

"Although Yun Li has vowed to [hunt down the demonic swords and destroy them all], the price she will have to pay to fulfill this vow will be anything but easy."

"To merely trek through the sea of ​​stars in search of the sword is no different from finding a needle in a haystack."

"To reclaim the Demon Sword, one must fight the sword master who is burdened with a blood feud, constantly teetering on the edge of life and death."

"She retrieved more than three hundred demon swords, and she also suffered more than three hundred fatal wounds."

"Is there anything on her feet? She doesn't even wear shoes." Yan Huan asked the question she most wanted to ask.

“…This is not the time to discuss this.” Huaiyan interrupted the topic.

"I adopted Yun Li and raised her..."

"Why isn't she wearing shoes?" Yan Huan asked.

Huaiyan pretended not to hear and continued:

“I adopted her to grow up so that I could see her do innocent things at an innocent age, instead of embarking on a journey of [sword hunting].

Huai Yan lowered his head, his eyes filled with sorrow:

"Even if she melts down all the demon swords one day, where will her life go then?"

“There’s a saying that goes something like this,” Yan Huan said, leaning back in her chair. “Cherish your bad habits, because they might be the only reason you love life.”

"Without the goal of sword hunting, she would lose the meaning of her life."

"Everyone has their own way of living, and coincidentally, I have some similar weapons here."

Yan Huan stood up, and under Huai Yan's gaze, she waved her clothes, causing a large number of weapons to fall to the ground.

"Look at these..."

Longsword, dagger, horse-slaying saber, broadsword, iron fan, double halberds, double swords, katana, horizontal sword, repeating crossbow, cannon, musket, club, spear...

"..." Huai Yan stared at the huge pile of weapons and couldn't help but say:

"These weapons, though varied in type, all seem quite ordinary..."

"No, this is not ordinary."

Yan Huan picked up a longsword and said solemnly:

"As soon as the user picks up this weapon, the moves will automatically be learned in their mind. It works the same for everyone and there are no side effects."

"Where is that foreign traveler's contact information? I can sell it to him..."

"Mr. Yan Huan, you'd better put these weapons away quickly, lest Yun Li see them," Huai Yan hurriedly advised.

"If she knew that there was such a powerful weapon in the world without any side effects, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of it."

"It's not really better than the Demon Sword." Yan Huan put away a large pile of weapons and pondered:

"These powers are so-so, they can't control people's emotions."

"So even if people can learn some moves, they still have to rely on themselves to react in battle."

"If you are slow to make a move or hesitate, you will still lose."

"The demonic sword forged by Han Guang should not have such a weakness."

In Yan Huan's understanding, those demonic swords were equivalent to having a cheat code or a substitute player.

Once grasped, everything related to combat is controlled by the sun within the sword.

The sword master will not be afraid or tremble when he sees a powerful enemy. Suiyang will make the best judgment for him without any emotion and act immediately.

He's practically a demon sword jinchūriki.

"Few craftsmen can use Suiyang as a material for forging swords; Han Guang is one of those few." Huai Yan said, his hands behind his back.

"But he also paid a heavy price for his attempt..."

"This [Lone Cloud] should have been a turning point."

“I want to use it to tell my granddaughter that the ‘father’ in her memory is not static, and that even the Han Guang she resents can forge a ‘hero’s sword’.”

"?"

"Is it really the Sword of Heroes?" Yan Huan asked curiously.

"Did this [Lone Cloud] sword really not cause its wielder to be consumed by feelings of bloodlust?"

"No."

Huaiyan gave the answer directly.

"Guyun is absolutely worthy of the name 'Hero's Sword'."

"The reason lies in the year's yang energy."

"I had hoped to find an opportunity to have a proper talk with my granddaughter about the whereabouts and history of this sword..."

"But that shouldn't be the sword-presenting ceremony today. After all, with so many people here, it's not a good time at all."

"That's why I instructed the Imperial Workshop to store the sword in the armory for safekeeping."

"Young friend, you mustn't actually help Yun Li steal the sword. That sword is definitely real."

"We've already helped, but we couldn't find the place," Yan Huan said, shrugging.

"I told Yun Li to kidnap the craftsmen from the Bureau of Works, but she refused, saying it would cause trouble for Zhu Ming..."

Huai Yan: "..."

Chapter 1008 So What?

After talking with Huaiyan, Yan Huan roughly understood the whole story and contentedly returned to the train.

After a good night's sleep.

The next day at noon, Yan Huan opened her eyes and instinctively glanced at her phone screen.

99+ unread messages.

"..."

I clicked on each message and found that most of them were sent on March 7th; she alone sent 73 of them.

It was mostly about campaigning. Since she didn't want to spend money, she had to find a few lucky people on the street and have them cast their precious votes and watch the ads to help her revive her career.

The problem is that the martial arts ceremony has been going on for a while now, and quite a few contestants have been eliminated.

Each person's account only has three voting opportunities, and they've already used up most of them.