Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

The longsword was tough and sturdy, instantly bearing his weight. Xu Qing twisted his wrist, and the longsword drew an arc on the cliff face. Using the reaction force, it fell several feet again, and then stabbed into the rock again. He repeated this process, his body moving quickly down the vertical cliff like a monkey. His movements were smooth and calm, as if he were just walking on flat ground.

"Is that so?"

Jingni watched Xu Qing's rapidly descending figure and muttered to herself.

However, she also knew very well that not everyone could replicate Xu Qing's behavior.

Besides the fact that Xu Qing's sword was sharp enough to easily pierce through rocks, it was also because Xu Qing's lightness skill was high enough.

For him, as long as he could find a foothold on this cliff, he could use it to get down.

Under the watchful eyes of Jing Ni and the other two, Xu Qing's figure quickly disappeared.

Seeing this, Jingni and the other two could only wait silently.

On the other side, after falling about a thousand feet, the protrusions on the cliff gradually increased, and the clouds and fog became thicker, with visibility less than three feet. Xu Qing suddenly noticed a gentle platform not far ahead. He immediately adjusted his body, flicked his long sword, and used the reaction force of the cliff to shoot towards the platform like an arrow.

The moment Xu Qing's feet touched solid ground, he sensed the difference.

The platform was about several meters wide and made of natural rock. Its surface was covered with a thin layer of moss, but it was unusually flat. At the end of the platform, there was a narrow cave that could only be passed by one person sideways. The entrance was covered by vines, and if he had not had a keen sense of perception, he would have hardly noticed it.

On the vines surrounding the cave entrance, there was still a faint trace of aura, the very aura he had left behind on Six-Fingered Black Knight.

"So, you really are the main character?"

When Xu Qing jumped off the cliff, he had already considered that Six-Fingered Black Knight might die a gruesome death.

Even so, since they had known each other, he was happy to collect the remains of the Six-Fingered Black Knight.

Unexpectedly, under those circumstances, Six-Fingered Black Knight jumped into the cliff and had a wonderful encounter.

What Xu Qing had casually said to Jing Ni turned out to be a prophecy and came true.

With that thought in mind, he did not hesitate, parted the vines, and walked into the naturally formed narrow cave.

The further he went in, the more he noticed a faint smell of blood, mixed with a hint of urine.

"Six-Fingered Black Knight, how uncivilized! He actually urinates and defecates anywhere!"

Xu Qing wondered to himself if he was still alive at this moment.

Chapter 245 Everyone says the Six Soul Curse is a death sentence? I don't believe it!

As you walk into the narrow cave, water droplets condensed on the rock walls slowly slide down the rough stone surface, the dripping sound particularly clear in the silent cave.

The cave passage was winding and narrow, allowing only one person to pass sideways. The rocks on both sides were a damp, dark gray, with occasional sharp stalagmites protruding out, requiring careful maneuvering. The stench of blood in the air grew stronger, mingling with the smells of urine and mold to create a pungent odor. Xu Qing frowned slightly, but his steps did not falter. The aura belonging to the Six-Fingered Black Knight was becoming clearer and clearer, not far ahead.

After turning a bend, the cave passage suddenly widened, forming a natural stone chamber about ten feet square.

A tiny crack in the ceiling of the stone chamber allowed a sliver of light to filter through, barely illuminating the interior.

Xu Qing's gaze instantly locked onto the figure in the center of the stone chamber. The person leaned against the cold rock wall, their legs twisted at an eerie angle, clearly completely crippled. Their tattered clothes were stained with dried, blackened blood, torn in several places, revealing wounds of varying depths on the exposed skin, some already scabbed over, others still faintly oozing blood. Their hair was disheveled, obscuring most of their face, their chest rising and falling slightly, their breathing weak and rapid, clearly in a state of semi-dormancy.

Xu Qing's footsteps were extremely light, but in the deathly silent stone chamber, they still startled the other party.

The next instant, a sharp aura swept over from the other party.

It was an extremely thin arrow.

The arrows were fired from a small weapon in the opponent's hand.

Non-aggression!

If the Ink Eyebrow is a token passed down through generations of Mohist masters, then Non-Aggression is the culmination of Mohist mechanical arts. This seemingly small object can transform into countless forms. In the original story, Tianming transformed it into a sword, a shield, and other similar items.

So, can this thing still be used as a crossbow?

Xu Qing thought to himself, and with a swift movement, easily dodged the arrow.

This arrow seemed to be the enemy's last stand. Even though it was utterly powerless, even though they could do nothing, it was still better than doing nothing and being humiliated to death by the enemy.

"I thought you were dead. I was even preparing to come and collect your body. I never expected you to still be alive."

A calm voice came from Xu Qing's mouth. He wasn't angry that the other party had attacked him.

Upon hearing Xu Qing's words, the person inside the cave was stunned. He looked in the direction of the faint light and was shocked to find that the person in front of him was not Donghuang Taiyi, but someone else he knew, someone who should not have been there.

"It's you!"

"it's me!"

Xu Qing answered calmly.

The Six-Fingered Black Knight, barely managing to stay awake, asked in a weak voice, "How did you find this place?"

“I naturally have my own methods.” Xu Qing did not explain that he had left a trace of his aura on the Six-Fingered Black Knight. Instead, he talked about other things. “When I traveled to the Qin State, I learned about Yan Dan’s escape and guessed that you might bring the Mohist school to help him.”

“I really didn’t expect that you wouldn’t heed my advice, and would go to such lengths for him…”

As he spoke, Xu Qing suddenly sighed and looked at the Six-Fingered Black Knight, asking, "Was it worth it?"

“It may not be worth it for you, but it is worth it for me.”

The Six-Fingered Black Knight spoke calmly.

"So, you still choose to believe Yan Dan?"

Xu Qing asked the Six-Fingered Black Knight. He couldn't understand why the Six-Fingered Black Knight still believed Yan Dan so much, even though he had told him the truth back then. Or was it that Tian Guang had actually lied to him?

Xu Qing immediately dismissed this conjecture. He was a participant in the fight against Yan Dan years ago and was very certain of the power of his sword strike. Therefore, Tian Guang was probably not deceiving him. The key issue still lay with the Six-Fingered Black Knight.

Their last meeting ended badly, and afterwards, Six-Fingered Black Knight secretly examined Yan Dan, confirming that Yan Dan was fine, which made him harbor some thoughts about Xu Qing. If he were in his prime, he certainly wouldn't have spoken to Xu Qing in this situation, since they were on different paths. But things were different now, simply because he was about to die.

“I have examined Yan Dan’s condition. He is no different from an ordinary person. He has no problems and is still the same Yan Dan he always was!”

"I don't know where you heard those rumors from!"

Six-Fingered Black Knight spoke in a deep voice, stating his judgment.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing had nothing to say.

Six-Fingered Black Knight added, "It is my good fortune to be able to see you, an old friend, in the final moments of my life."

"As you can probably tell, I'm about to die."

"My legs are broken, and in addition, I have been afflicted by the Six Soul Curse of the Yin-Yang School. I am not long to live."

"Even if you survive jumping off a cliff, what difference is there between being dead and being disabled in this isolated place?"

The Six-Fingered Black Knight spoke with a hint of self-deprecation, then revealed his purpose: "Can I entrust you with a task?"

Xu Qing's eyes flashed as he stared at the Six-Fingered Black Knight: "You want me to take your remains back to the Mo family?"

Six-Fingered Black Knight said in a deep voice, "Dying here is not unacceptable to me. I want you to take some of my things back to the Mo family."

"The Mohist leader's token, the Mohist eyebrow, and... the spirit of non-aggression!"

"These two weapons are heirlooms of the Mohist school; they cannot be lost here with me!"

"You're really fearless!" Xu Qing continued to comment on Six-Fingered Black Knight. However, after seeing Six-Fingered Black Knight's miserable appearance, he ultimately didn't say anything more.

"Don't worry, if you really die, I will take these two things with you when you get out of here."

"As for your body, just leave it here. I suppose you wouldn't want the Mo family to see you die such a gruesome death."

The Six-Fingered Black Knight opened his mouth slightly, as if to say something—"Since you're able to take my weapon back, why don't you take my corpse with you too?"

However, upon considering the location, he refrained from speaking. Although he didn't know how Xu Qing had gotten down here, this was a precipice, and carrying a corpse up there would be no easy task. On the other hand, using this place as a burial ground wouldn't be bad; at least he wouldn't have to worry about being frequently visited and disturbed after his death.

The Mohists valued simple funerals, and Six-Fingered Black Knight didn't care much about what happened after death.

"Thank you!"

With a thought flashing through his mind, Six-Fingered Black Knight spoke to Xu Qing again.

"No need to thank me, after all, we've known each other for a while." Xu Qing's words remained indifferent.

Immediately afterwards, he flashed and appeared beside Six-Fingered Black Knight.

Once you get here, the smell of urine becomes even stronger.

This made Xu Qing frown slightly.

But he still chose to restrain himself, after all, he was not a delicate person.

Over the years, I've wandered the world and experienced everything.

Especially in wilderness survival, in that kind of environment, you have to make do with whatever you can.

Faced with Xu Qing's approach, Six-Fingered Black Knight had absolutely no strength left to resist.

After falling to this cliff face and miraculously surviving, he discovered this natural cave and struggled to climb inside. Thereafter, he spent most of his time in a state of "turtle breathing" or "feigned sleep," which allowed him to conserve energy and live a few more days.

Although it was very painful physically.

But every extra day we can live is a day in the ocean.

Even the Six-Fingered Black Knight considered inscribing some of his legacy on the nearby stone wall before his death, rather than dying silently.

Of course, if someone finds these legacies in the future, they may disturb one's remains.

But Xu Qing didn't come at that time; he didn't want Mo Mei and Fei Gong to be buried with him.

Of course, the priority is to let someone find this place.

But now, those thoughts are no longer important.

Importantly, using the Turtle Breathing Technique to reduce one's own energy consumption during this period was truly effective.

Someone actually came here, and it was someone we knew.

Xu Qing reached out.

Instantly, the Six-Fingered Black Knight's wrist fell into his hands.

Lifting the sleeve of the Six-Fingered Black Knight, a strange red pattern was discovered. Like a spider web, it spread along the Six-Fingered Black Knight's arm towards his heart meridian, but due to the Six-Fingered Black Knight's profound internal strength, this trend was temporarily halted.

But it's only temporary.

The Mohist internal energy technique of "universal love" can indeed suppress the Six Souls Curse, but it is not the cure. Not to mention, the Six-Fingered Black Knight is in a very bad state right now.

Falling from a great height and suffering permanent leg injuries indicates a state of severe injury.

That would have been bad enough, but at least he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for several days.

His body is getting weaker day by day.