Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 80 Seven Child Swords

Jiang Mingzhe turned his head to look, and saw that A Zi's eyes were shining, her mouth was agape, and her expression was extremely dreamy.

Jiang Mingzhe understood her reaction. He was a man of great experience, having seen countless swords such as the Snow Drinking Saber, the Fire Scale Sword, the Sorrow of Frost, and the Joy of Fire. He was still intimidated when he first saw this sword, let alone A Zi.
He opened and closed the sword fan, played with it a couple of times, and then handed it to Azi with a smile: "I didn't expect it to be such a good thing. It's both beautiful and fun, and quite sharp too. Be careful not to cut your hand."

If it were any other weapon, he wouldn't need to give such instructions. But this sword was just too beautiful, and it wasn't made of metal. Ah Zi was also a little dazed at the moment, and it would be terrible if she reached out and touched the blade.

"Huh?" When Azi saw him handing her the sword, she was slightly taken aback, then took a step back and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, just let me take it and look at it. This is probably not a celestial sword, otherwise how could there be such a treasure in the mortal world? I, I am just a mortal, I don't want to taint the spiritual energy of the treasure."

Jiang Mingzhe was also taken aback. He frowned and looked at Xiao Azi, who was usually fearless and ruthless. At this moment, she looked somewhat ashamed of herself, and he felt very sorry for her.

"What a load of bull, this treasure's spiritual energy!" Jiang Mingzhe offered no words of comfort, but instead tilted his head back and laughed arrogantly, saying, "Our Great Kunlun Mountain's Azure and White Demons can even take Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel and Guanyin's Jade Bottle. What is this little broken sword? Hmm, perhaps you look down on this little broken sword and only want Pigsy's Nine-Foot Rake?"

As he spoke, he pressed his thumb against Azi's nose, instantly creating a pig's nose.

Azi never expected this move. She couldn't catch her breath and let out a "whoosh" sound, like a little pig squealing.

Jiang Mingzhe burst into laughter. Azi screamed "Ah!" and her face turned as red as a cloth. She snatched the seven-colored sword fan and shouted ferociously, "You, you, you are Pigsy! I'll cut off your pig ears!"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed continuously, and with a swift movement, he was already more than ten feet away. Azi knew that his agility was now superb, and he showed no mercy when he attacked. Jiang Mingzhe's figure flew, and he dodged them all.

Azi attacked for six or seven moves before stopping, humming, "So what if you're a big ginger? Your lightness skill is so good, I won't be able to hit you anymore."

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "This is the Lingbo Weibu that Duan Yu taught me. It's not his family's martial art. He learned it by kowtowing to that jade statue. I'll teach it to you later."

Azi was overjoyed and grabbed Jiang Mingzhe's arm, nodding repeatedly: "Great, great! Once I master it, the White and Green Twin Demons will truly be invincible."

Jiang Mingzhe's interruption greatly diminished the shock and awe she felt upon first seeing the sword, and she began to happily open and close it.

Jiang Mingzhe recalled Duan Yu's guess that there might be martial arts manuals in the cave. He searched around but returned disappointed. Suddenly, he noticed something strange on the rock wall. He reached out and wiped it, and dust fell off, revealing a line of writing.

Jiang Mingzhe was delighted and wiped it off with more force. Sure enough, there were many words written on the wall. The brushstrokes were elegant and just like the calligraphy on the wall of the jade statue stone chamber. It was obviously also the work of Wu Yazi.

However, the calligraphy on the stone chamber walls is different. The strokes are smooth and deeply embedded in the stone, while the characters in front of us are much shallower, giving a sense of hasty and weak writing. Otherwise, they would not have been covered by dust.

Upon closer reading, it reads: "Sages are detached from emotions, the lowest are devoid of them, and it is we who are most devoted to emotions."

If Duan Yu were here, he would be able to point out that this sentence came from Wang Rong, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. Jiang Mingzhe, however, did not know this and thought it was Wu Yazi's inner thoughts. He recalled that Wu Yazi first fell in love with Li Qiushui and then with her sister. A peerless master was almost killed by Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu.

Shaking his head and sighing slightly, he read on, only to find that it read:
What we seek is freedom, to ride the righteousness of heaven and earth, to control the transformations of the six qi, to roam the boundless, without self, merit, or fame—this is ultimate joy. Alas, after half a lifetime of cultivation, I am ultimately trapped by emotions, unable to transcend them. Occasionally, in dreams, I recall my late master's high hopes, and my shame and regret are beyond words. The Seven-Child Sword bestowed upon me by my master, I am ashamed to use, and leave it here. If a future generation is destined, when the moon sets on this peak, the sword's shadow will be cast on the stone wall in the valley, and the tip of the sword will point to my gate. Perhaps within it are two skeletons; I wish to be buried together, and in return, I will offer this sword as thanks. If ultimately no one comes, the lonely mountains and the desolate wind will be enough to keep me company.

Jiang Mingzhe read it twice and roughly understood its meaning. He thought to himself, "So this sword is called the Seven Child Sword. I wonder what the story behind it is..." Meanwhile, Wu Yazi was probably already having a falling out with Li Qiushui. He felt that his indulgence in romantic love had interfered with his cultivation.

Is this cultivation at the level of spiritual realm, or is there some divine skill of the Free and Unfettered Sect that he cannot master? Regardless, he felt ashamed of the high expectations his master had placed on him, so he left the sword his master had given him here. At this time, he did not expect that Li Qiushui would join forces with Ding Chunqiu to harm him, and he still planned to spend his life here with Li Qiushui, so that someone destined to come here could bury them together, and he used this sword as a gift of gratitude.

After reading this, Jiang Ming couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself that this was what they meant by "things rarely go as planned." Even someone as capable as Wu Yazi couldn't have foreseen so many unexpected changes that would occur later.

He thought to himself: I'm definitely going to take this sword, but I won't take it for nothing. If I have the chance in the future, I'll just bury Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao with Wuyazi, to double his wish. Hmm, he gave me this sword for a good price.

At this moment, Ah Zi had finished playing with the Seven Child Swords and came over to ask, "Are those martial arts manuals written on the wall?"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "There aren't that many secret manuals. The original owner of the cave below said he liked a woman, which interfered with his martial arts practice, and he felt sorry for his master, so he left the sword that his master gave him here."

Azi immediately said, "Then the woman he chose isn't good. If she were, she should encourage him to practice martial arts and accompany him in his practice. Why should she hinder him? You're different..."

He abruptly stopped speaking, and Jiang Mingzhe asked in surprise, "Me? How is this any of my business?"

Ah Zi thought to herself: You're much luckier than him. Your future woman won't interfere with your martial arts training...

Her cheeks flushed, and she turned away, saying, "Hurry up and go up. That brat will be green with envy after seeing your precious sword."

He then handed the sword to Jiang Mingzhe.

Jiang Mingzhe didn't take it, but blinked and said, "My precious sword?"

Azi said with a grin, "Of course it's yours! This sword is neither too long nor too short, and when you open it it turns into a fan. It's so fancy, what kind of image would it make a girl like me carrying it?"

She grabbed Jiang Mingzhe's hand, forcefully shoved the sword inside, and said, "Let's go visit that brat and have her lead us to capture Xiaosheng Jiang's relatives. When we get back, we'll have Master teach you the Free and Easy Fan. But you'd better hide this sword well, or Master will definitely snatch it away."

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Mingzhe to the cave entrance and said, "You go up first."

Jiang Mingzhe said, "Okay, I'll go up and bring you up."

The Seven Swords had no scabbard and were double-edged and sharp, so he couldn't put them down. He had no choice but to hold them in his hand, gripping the rope with one hand, and called out, "Brother, Miss Zhong, we're coming up."

Just as he was about to climb up the cliff, the rope was suddenly pulled upwards with a whoosh, at an extremely fast speed. Jiang Mingzhe was overjoyed, thinking that this would save him a lot of effort. Duan Yu's arm strength was really great!
He looked up and smiled, "Brother..."

Before the words were finished, a messy head popped out, with small, beady eyes, a bulbous nose pointing to the sky, a wide mouth, and sharp teeth. It was none other than Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea.

He roared viciously, "Who the hell is your virtuous brother? Kid, you think you're so good at hiding? Let's see where you can hide now!"

After saying that, he pulled the rope upwards with his left arm and then brought his right palm down with a loud thud.

(End of this chapter)