The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Hu Bugui smiled awkwardly and said, "Miss An, you look even more charming than before after just two days."

An Qingwan asked, "Can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

Her voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable tone.

It's as if to say, if you don't speak, then you'll never have to speak again.

Sikong Tingxue said, "We have come for a secret."

An Qingwan asked, "What secret?"

The white-haired old man said, "This is a secret related to the previous dynasty."

An Qingwan asked, "The previous dynasty? The Great Qi Dynasty?"

The Dharma Protector Elder said, "Sixty-three years ago, the 100,000-strong army of the Great Liang Dynasty breached Jiangling City, marking the end of the last resistance force of the Great Qi Dynasty. At that time, the one defending Jiangling was the Prince of Yueyang of the Great Qi Dynasty. The Prince of Yueyang once recovered the entire Jingxiang region, but in the end, he was no match for him. When he sensed that he was about to be defeated, the Prince of Yueyang made a decision."

An Qingwan grew increasingly curious: "What decision?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "Don't strive for the shortness of one lifetime, but for the longevity of ten thousand generations. King Yueyang realized at that time that the world's power was in Daliang, and no matter how hard he tried, he could never change the trend. But the world's power cannot stay in Daliang forever. One day, Daliang will fall like Qi, and then Qi can take the opportunity to reignite. In order to preserve the flame of Qi's resurgence, he did two things at that time."

An Qingwan suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

The Prince of Yueyang hoped that the Great Qi would be restored to its former glory amidst the chaos of war, just like the Murong Yan or Xiao Liang dynasties.

Hu Bugui said, "The first thing the Prince of Yueyang did was to send someone to escort the heir out of Jiangling City."

The white-haired old man said, "The second thing he did was to secretly seal the last treasures of the Great Qi Dynasty in an underground palace. Since the goal was to restore the country, it was not enough to just have people; there also needed to be enough money and supplies. The Prince of Yueyang personally drew a map of the underground palace, which he divided into three parts and gave to his three most trusted followers."

An Qingwan said, "So your target is the secret treasure left behind by the Prince of Yueyang?"

The Dharma Protector Elder said, "That's right."

An Qingwan said, "With the wealth controlled by the Western Regions Heavenly Sect and the Yin Extreme Sect, they still want to covet the secret treasure left behind by the Prince of Yueyang?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "The secret treasure left behind by the Prince of Yueyang is no ordinary secret treasure."

An Qingwan asked in confusion, "What is that?"

Sikong Tingxue continued to explain: "That secret treasure contains not only a vast amount of gold, silver, jewels, armor, and weapons, but also the divine sword Wuhen, forged by the master swordsmith Wei Shu, as well as the comprehensive outline of martial arts compiled by the emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty with the help of dozens of martial arts masters. Money, divine sword, and martial arts manuals—these three things are enough to allow the descendants of the Prince of Yueyang to revive the Great Qi Dynasty in the midst of chaos."

An Qingwan nodded and said, "Now that the world is in chaos again, the opportunity that King Yueyang has been waiting for has come, but it is not his descendants who have come to the underground palace."

The white-haired old man said, "The human heart is the most unpredictable thing. King Yueyang never expected that the person he trusted most would betray his trust."

An Qingwan asked, "Did he really not expect this? Or did he have no choice but to believe him?"

The white-haired old man said, "Then there's no way to know. The fact is that someone he trusted revealed this secret, which should have been kept until death, for personal gain."

Hu Bugui sneered, "Not everyone broke their oath!"

An Qingwan responded with an "oh".

Sikong Tingxue said, "The Thirty-Six Islands were established by one of those three people. The Thirty-Six Islands are nominally the holy land of martial arts in the East China Sea, but in reality, they have been secretly preparing overseas to overthrow the Great Liang Dynasty."

An Qingwan remained silent for a long while.

The world is bustling, all come for the benefit, and the world is bustling, all go for the benefit.

The "Eight Directions of Qimen Blade" alone has already caused countless troubles; how many more disputes will this Great Qi secret treasure cause?

Money, a divine sword, and martial arts techniques—any one of these three things alone is enough to cause bloodshed.

Now that these three things are combined in one place, it's no wonder that the Western Regions Heavenly Sect, the Yin Extreme Sect, the Joyful Daoist, and the Thirty-Six Islands have all gathered in Jiangling.

The Dharma Protector Elder suddenly said, “Goddess Xiaoxiang, since you deliberately let Sikong Tingxue go and didn’t attack us immediately after seeing us, you must be very interested in this secret treasure. In that case, why don’t we put aside our disputes for now and search this underground palace together? Once we find the secret treasure, we can each rely on our own abilities.”

In an instant, everyone looked at An Qingwan.

An Qingwan laughed.

"can."

These two simple words were like the antidote to the most terrible poison in the world to everyone present.

They breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did they realize that they were already soaked in sweat.

An Qingwan put immense pressure on them.

P.S.: I apologize for the late update of Chapter 2.

Thanks for reading a book, Fukaros the best, and Forgetful Guest's Blade.

Will Miss Wushiba commit suicide with me? [3k]

With An Qingwan's "Okay," the group gathered at the entrance of the underground palace temporarily reached a consensus.

They all suppressed their murderous intent and entered the underground palace one by one.

Since this underground palace is a treasure trove, it's naturally filled with numerous traps and hidden weapons.

There might be flying arrows, or pitfalls, or poisonous gas, or spears...

But if these traps and hidden weapons can stop ordinary people, how can they stop An Qingwan and her group?

In just a quarter of an hour, the group passed through the winding, narrow passageway and arrived at a spacious area.

The Heavenly Sect Protector Elder, who was walking at the front, stopped and turned around, saying, "Go further ahead, past this hidden stone gate, and you'll reach the deepest part of the underground palace. The treasure is hidden somewhere inside."

An Qing nodded lately.

The secret treasures of the Great Qi Dynasty, sealed away for decades, are about to be revealed. For everyone present, this is undoubtedly an exciting event.

"Open the door."

At An Qingwan's signal, one person each from the Western Regions Heavenly Sect, the Yinji Sect, the Moyu Valley, and the Thirty-Six Islands stepped forward.

They patted the wall, which was decorated with dragons and phoenixes.

A moment later, the rumbling sound of mechanisms and chains operating came from the wall.

Pulling on the chains, dust flew as a door wide enough for three people slowly opened before them.

A gentle breeze was blowing in my face.

wind?

Turbulent winds?

An Qingwan faced the newly opened door.

Once you pass through this door, you can catch a glimpse of the true face of the Great Qi's secret treasure.

But no one moved at that moment.

Everyone knows that everything they've done so far has just been an appetizer; the real main course is yet to come.

At this point, they cannot afford to relax even slightly.

If they expose a flaw, they will lose not only the Great Qi's secret treasure, but also their own lives.

silence.

Dead silence.

The first to break the silence was Hu Bugui.

“Miss An, although we are not close friends, we have had a very pleasant conversation. I really do not want to be your enemy.”

An Qingwan nodded and said, "In life, it's inevitable to encounter such unpleasant things."

Hu Bugui sighed, "I was born on the Thirty-Six Islands. From the age of three, my father, my mother, and all my uncles and aunts taught me to always remember the kindness of the Prince of Yueyang and the blood feud of the destruction of the Great Qi, and to make overthrowing the Great Liang and rebuilding the Great Qi my lifelong goal. They recited it day and night, countless times. I remembered their words, but at that time I was always very confused."

An Qingwan asked, "Why?"

Hu Bugui said, “Because I have no idea where gratitude comes from or hatred comes from. I have lived on the Thirty-Six Islands since I was a child, and I never left the island until I was sixteen. The Great Liang, the Great Qi, and the King of Yueyang, everything they talked about is too far away from me. Sixty-three years ago, when the King of Yueyang died, my grandfather was only four years old.”

An Qingwan asked, "Then why did Young Master Hu stop being confused later?"

Hu Bugui said, "Because I left the Thirty-Six Islands by ship, I spent three years traveling all over the Great Liang, starting from Mingzhou. I met many people, made many friends, and also made many enemies. After that, I was no longer confused. I still don't understand the gratitude and hatred that my parents talked about, but I have something I want to do. Even if it's not to rebuild the Great Qi, I want to overthrow the Great Liang."

An Qingwan said, "No wonder Young Master Hu never judges a stranger based on the reputation of the martial arts world."

Hu Bugui laughed and said, "It seems that Miss An still remembers what I said in Xia Cai Village."

An Qingwan said, "My memory has always been very good."

Hu Bugui said, "In that case, Miss An, how about we make a deal?"

An Qingwan asked, "What kind of deal?"

Hu Bugui said, "If we join forces, I don't want any of the martial arts manuals or the divine sword. I only want the weapons stored in the underground palace and half of the money. I will also swear on behalf of the Thirty-Six Islands that Miss An, you will always be a friend of me, Hu Bugui, and the Thirty-Six Islands."

An Qingwan didn't rush to answer, but the Heavenly Sect Protector Elder standing to the side couldn't stand it anymore.

A sharp, piercing laugh emanated from beneath the bronze mask.

"Hu Bugui, you've been spouting nonsense for so long, and now I know what you're up to. It turns out you're plotting this. It's just a pity that your bargaining chips aren't enough!"

He laughed heartily a few times, then turned to An Qingwan and said, “Goddess Xiaoxiang, if you are willing to cooperate with me, you will gain the friendship of the Heavenly Venerable. Not only will you gain the Heavenly Venerable’s friendship, but you can also take away all the secret manuals, weapons, and money in the underground palace. The Heavenly Venerable is not interested in those mundane things; the only thing he values ​​is the divine sword Wuhen, forged by Master Wei Shu.”

Not to mention the others in the underground palace, even An Qingwan couldn't help but feel surprised after hearing these words.

The Celestial Venerable was the first to come into contact with the Prince of Pingnan.

He went to such lengths, all for a sword?

Could this sword hold another secret?

While everyone was filled with surprise and doubt, the white-haired old man sent by Moyu Valley spat again, unable to resist saying sarcastically:

"Just a sword? You might as well say that the Celestial Venerable doesn't want anything at all, and is going to all this trouble just to make friends with the Goddess of Xiaoxiang."

He was now furious, and in his mind he cursed Hu Bugui and the Dharma Protector Elder's ancestors for eighteen generations.

He actually wanted to win An Qingwan over by offering her substantial benefits.

But Hu Bugui and the Dharma Protector Elder have already set such a high price, what other price can he set?

Could it be true, as he just said, that he gave everything to An Qingwan just to make a friend?

It’s so shameless!

The Dharma Protector Elder sneered, "How could you, a fool, possibly understand the Heavenly Venerable's thoughts?"

The white-haired old man was so angry that he glared and was about to curse a few more times when Sikong Tingxue's voice rang out softly.

“An Qingwan, I don’t want the Divine Sword Without Trace, weapons, money, or even the secret manual. Just give me one day to look at the manual, and I will tell you where it is hidden.”

"?"

Good, good, so there really are experts!

After listening to Sikong Tingxue's words, the white-haired old man suddenly smiled with relief.

"You're really willing to spend so much! I'd like to see which one of you the Goddess of Xiaoxiang is willing to help!"

He suddenly transformed into an arrow released from a bow, rushing straight into the newly opened door.

Seeing that he had already made a move, the others could no longer stand still.

An Qingwan neither fell behind nor tried to be first.

As soon as she entered the depths of the underground palace, she heard that the white-haired old man and the others had not started fighting, but instead had each run off in different directions.

Their speed was as fast as lightning, and even the lame Sikong Tingxue seemed to transform into a flying rainbow.

Bang bang bang!

After a series of knocks, four more doors opened in the room behind the first door.

The moment the door opened, the white-haired old man and the Dharma Protector Elder rushed in with their respective subordinates. As soon as they entered, the stone door closed again.

Hu Bugui didn't rush inside; instead, he turned around and called out to An Qingwan.

"Miss An, don't delay any longer, come in quickly, or the underground palace will flood!"

As he shouted, the sound of water could be heard from that open space.

But An Qingwan didn't move, as if she hadn't heard anything.