During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

When the two Mohist disciples who were out on patrol saw this scene, their blood seemed to freeze instantly.

What just happened here?

There were hundreds of corpses lying on the ground, none of them intact.

There wasn't much blood on the ground.

Many people still had very vivid facial expressions.

Fear, surprise, or rage.

Based on these expressions, the two Mohist disciples could conclude that everyone had died in a very short period of time.

But how is that possible?

There were over a hundred people present, including more than eighty disciples of the Farmer School and more than thirty disciples of the Mohist School.

Among them were not only two of the six hall masters of the Farmer's School, but also Xu Fuzi, one of the leaders of the Mohist School, known as the Venerable Swordsman.

However, the two Mohist disciples soon discovered the two leaders of the Farmer School among the corpses.

Tian Biao and Tian Ji.

The man's body was covered with sword wounds of all sizes, and there wasn't a single patch of uninjured flesh. It was hard to imagine the pain he had endured before his death.

There were virtually no wounds on the person's body, except for a dark, bloody hole between his eyebrows from which thick blood was slowly oozing.

The two Mohist disciples exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

"This could never have been done by the same person," said A Yuan, a disciple of the Mohist school, shaking his head repeatedly as he looked at the corpse on the ground.

Another Mohist disciple, Ashi, also couldn't believe his eyes, but he was even more curious to know if their Master Xu was also dead.

The two began searching through the bodies.

With each corpse they turned over, their hearts grew colder.

When their hearts were almost numb, they finally saw Master Xu's figure.

He had several deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body and was lying against the roots of a large tree.

"Master, you're not dead? That's wonderful!"

The two rushed over, only to find that their teacher, who had been full of energy, was now frighteningly pale.

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still moving slightly, they would almost all have thought that the Master was dead.

"Pull me up." Master Xu's chapped lips parted slightly, and he uttered a few words into the air.

The sword light that appeared not long ago not only shattered the nine longswords he had personally forged, but also destroyed all his confidence.

In just a moment, that person unleashed tens of thousands of slashes and sword energies.

The moment the two sides made contact, almost none of the hundreds of peasant and Mohist disciples in the vicinity survived.

The two leaders of the Farmer's Clan could only hold out for a moment amidst the sword light before dying silently.

The nine longswords in his sword case were all the result of much effort and were renowned swords that people in the martial arts world coveted. Yet, they were no match for that terrifying sword.

Even more terrifying, he discovered that his body was now completely numb.

He was stabbed six times in total.

Each of his limbs was slashed by a sword aura, and the two sword auras on his chest were only a hair's breadth away from his heart.

And all the places injured by the sword energy lost their sensation of touch and pain.

Although A Yuan and A Shi did not understand what the Master meant, they still carefully helped Master Xu up.

"Let me go." After being helped up by the two men, Master Xu gave another order.

A Yuan and A Shi were completely confused, but they still did as instructed and loosened Master Xu's grip.

"Thump!"

As soon as the two men released Master Xu, he fell straight down.

A Yuan and A Shi were terrified when they saw this, and quickly caught Master Xu.

As the two men caught Xu Fuzi, the last glimmer of light in his eyes slowly faded into darkness.

He knew he had become a useless person.

He has become a cripple who cannot move his hands and feet and cannot even stand up.

His idea of ​​forging a sword ranked among the top ten in the sword manual was also shattered.

three days later.

When Master Xu returned to the Mo family on a stretcher, everyone in the Mo family was shocked.

The once lean and shrewd Master Xu now had lifeless eyes, looking as if he had aged twenty years in an instant. His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and he looked like a piece of rotten wood.

The first to arrive upon hearing the news was Nian Duan, the chief physician of the Mo family.

Nian Duan had a medicine box hanging from her waist, and a look of anxiety was on her face.

Before she could speak, she bent down to examine Master Xu's injuries.

She pressed her fingertips against the injuries on Master Xu's hands and feet, and gently rubbed his tendons and bones, but no matter how hard she pressed, Master Xu on the bed remained unresponsive.

Nian Duan has practiced medicine for many years and is well-versed in the medical principles of the Mohist school and the strange injuries of the martial arts world.

She could cure all kinds of wounds, including knife wounds, poisons, and even yin-yang sorcery, but she had never seen such a bizarre injury.

The skin and muscles appear intact, but the internal blood and qi are stagnant like ice, and the meridians throughout the body are completely lifeless. No matter how lightly a silver needle is inserted or how much pressure is applied with the fingertips, it cannot elicit the slightest reaction.

A moment later, footsteps sounded outside the hall.

The leaders of the Mohist school rushed to the scene upon hearing the news.

Everyone gathered around the wooden couch, their eyes all turning to Nian Duan, then fixed on Master Xu.

Master Ban, whose hair was half-gray, was the first to ask:

"Master Duanmu, how is Master Xu's injury? What kind of ambush did he suffer?"

The other commanders also spoke up, their concerned inquiries mingling together.

Nian Duan's brows were tightly furrowed, not relaxing for a moment since she entered. She said in a deep voice:

"I have never seen such a strange injury before in my life. I have no way of identifying the cause, let alone knowing how to treat it."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the inner hall instantly plummeted.

Throughout the entire process, Master Xu's face was withered, his eyes were closed, and he remained silent, seemingly like a soulless shell.

Five days later, the leader of the Mohist school, Six-Fingered Black Knight, returned to the Mohist school with an old man with white hair.

The old man had white hair that reached his shoulders, wore a simple, ancient robe, and possessed a profound and unassuming demeanor, exuding an air of transcendence.

This person was none other than the number one swordsman of the Seven Kingdoms, the one who held the power to rank the swordsmen of the world, the Windbeard.

He was invited by the leader of the Mohist school and came to the Mohist school to examine Master Xu's injuries.

Without much small talk, the bearded man sat down next to Master Xu and began to examine all the wounds on his body.

Dressed in a black robe and wearing a bamboo hat, the six-fingered Black Knight couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Windbeard, do you know what caused this injury?"

The bearded man slowly rose, looked at the worried Mo family members in the room, and said in a deep voice:

"If I'm not mistaken, this injury came from the second of the Eight Swords of Yue, the Sword of Cutting Water."

His words caused a stir throughout the room.

The bearded man continued:

"The Water-Severing Sword was forged by Ou Yezi at the behest of the ancient King of Yue. It was made of Kunwu refined gold and possesses the magical power to cut off water without breaking it."

This sword doesn't inflict superficial wounds, but specifically targets the very core of the body, the meridians, and the senses. Where its blade strikes, even medicine cannot heal.

Upon hearing that Feng Huzi had actually explained the origin of the sword, a glimmer of hope appeared on the faces of the Mo family members.

"I wonder if Mr. Windbeard has any way to heal this sword wound?" Master Ban couldn't help but ask.

However, this time the man with the beard remained silent for a long time.

"Ugh!"

After a long while, a sigh from the man with the bushy beard resonated in everyone's hearts.

"It's difficult. Born of the sword, returning to the sword, the one who tied the knot must untie it."

Although I can judge the swords of the world, I am powerless to help; this sword wound can probably only be healed by the one who drew the sword.

"Who drew the sword?!"

"We've never seen that person either," A-Shi and A-Yuan quickly shook their heads.

"The Net, it must be someone from the Net," Six-Fingered Black Knight said in a deep voice. "The Eight Swords of Yue King should all be in the hands of the Net."

Six-Fingered Black Knight had dealt with Luo Wang several times. He had seen the Eight Swords of Yue Wang: Yan Ri, Hei Bai Xuan Jian, Zhen Gang, and Mi Hun Zhuan Po, but this was the first time he had heard of Duan Shui.

It's no wonder that even the Six-Fingered Black Knight had never heard of Duan Shui, because Duan Shui had not appeared in the eyes of the world for fifty or sixty years.

"What a trap! Using such a vicious weapon to injure people, and yet only the sword master can cure these injuries."

"It turns out that only the Sword Master of the Broken Water Sword can heal this injury, but the Luo Net and the Mo Family have always been sworn enemies. Since he has injured Master Xu, why would he be willing to help him? Could this injury be a death sentence?"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, but they couldn't come up with any solutions.

Feng Huzi did not stay at the Mo family for long. He was a wanderer who traveled to the seven kingdoms to appraise swords and never stayed in one place for long.

Paper wrapped fire.

The Mohists searched far and wide for physicians and invited Feng Huzi, the world's greatest swordsman, to their home, which naturally attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Then a message spread:

Master Xu, the leader of the Mohist school, a famous swordsmith, and known as the Master of Swords, was injured by a sword and became a cripple.

Then, shocking news also circulated among the farmers:

Tian Biao, the leader of the Lieshan Hall of the Farmer Clan, and Tian Ji, the leader of the Chiyou Hall, both died by the same sword.

Just as everyone was wondering what the sword was called.

The leader of the Farmer's Heroes issued a kill order against Shennong in the martial arts world.

The target of their pursuit is the master of the Broken Water Sword.

The one who kills the murderer will be rewarded with ten thousand gold pieces and a thousand acres of land.

Only then did everyone realize that the sword was called "Severing Water".

Moreover, it seems to be the same sword that crippled Master Xu.

No one dared to actually hunt down the owner of the Broken Water Sword.

If I actually do it, I might have the life to take the money, but not the life to spend it.

A person who can kill two hall masters of the Farmer Clan at the same time and cripple the Sword Master is terrifying.

The farmers didn't really expect anyone in the martial arts world to dare to provoke the owner of the Broken Water Sword; issuing the kill order was more of a statement.

The farmers' attitude was one of relentless struggle.

In no time, the name "Duan Shui" became famous throughout the martial arts world.

However, that's a bad reputation.

Li Ji, who was on his way to the Yin Yang School, was unaware of all this.