Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

"You feed your blood to your sword and befriend your sword. I never expected you to be even more obsessed with swords than I am. Your swordsmanship is truly obsessive."

"Well said!" Duan Lang smiled smugly, his sword moves becoming increasingly sinister and ruthless.

The two sides fought fiercely, and for a time it was difficult to determine who was superior.

Bu Jingyun, who had been coldly observing the situation, suddenly moved.

He strode forward, ignoring the flames burning in the incense burner, grabbed the black sword in his hand, his face full of rage.

"You, Bu Jingyun, get angry over the sword! But don't even think about taking away the peerless sword." Jian Tan and Duan Lang saw this and attacked in a rage.

Bu Jingyun showed no fear and unleashed the Twenty-First Sword Technique with his longsword.

On that day, the Sword Saint fought a life-or-death battle with Xiong Ba at the World Society. His physical body was sent flying by the sword, and his primordial spirit perished.

The Holy Spirit Sword Manual he was carrying happened to fall off and he got it.

The moment this sword move was unleashed, a murderous aura filled the hall.

Sword Greed and Broken Wave dared not be careless and both pushed their sword techniques to the limit.

The three people gathered together the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance in the way of swordsmanship, and the sword light filled one place, creating an extremely terrifying scene.

Even the Sword Demon, who had been sitting calmly in the main seat, became serious.

"I, Yue, have come to pay my respects to Madam Ao. This small gift is of little value to you!"

Just then, a majestic voice came from outside the hall. The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the Sword Worship Manor.

Apart from the three who were fighting, everyone else couldn't help but look out of the hall.

A wooden box, about the size of a palm, slowly flew in, as if some invisible force was supporting it.

This was the moment when Bu Jingyun and his two companions unleashed their sword energy, and everything within the sword light was about to be blasted to pieces.

But the small wooden box flew straight into the cluster of sword energy, as if separated by a barrier, completely unaffected.

Everyone in the hall was stunned by this scene, their eyes wide open, unable to recover from their shock.

As if provoked, Bu Jingyun and the other two, as if on the same wavelength, simultaneously thrust their three longswords at the wooden box.

bang~

The wooden box struck the red, white, and black swords.

Hmph~ Hmph~ Hmph~

The black and white swords broke at the same time, and the red Fire Scale Sword slipped from his hand and embedded itself in a pillar several meters away.

The three men's chests heaved as if they had been hit by a mountain, their arms went numb, and they stumbled back five or six meters.

The wooden box remained intact and continued to fly steadily forward, its target the Sword Demon, who sat regally in the central position.

"Bah!"

The Sword Demon stomped his feet heavily on the ground, gathered his energy in his fingers, and repeatedly tapped the wooden box.

A dazzling, sharp sword aura emanated from his fingertips, causing transparent traces to appear in the air.

This finger sword technique is his signature move, the Severing Meridian Sword Qi.

Ding Ding Ding ~

Three sword energies shot out in succession, striking the wooden box. Finally, the box couldn't hold on any longer and shattered, with a bright red scale falling out.

Chapter 221 Qilin Sword, Qilin Armor

In the previous chapter, a reader pointed out that it should be 'Sword Greed', which I have corrected. However, both Sword Greed and Sword Poor are correct. Sword Greed is his original name, symbolizing greed among the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. He loves swords like a glutton, wanting to seize any famous sword he sees. But if there is a problem with a sword, he will lose it. Therefore, he never has a sword that he is satisfied with, becoming a swordsman without a sword. So he changed his name to Sword Poor.

……

The moment the scales fell out, a faint heat emanated, covering the entire hall.

"What kind of scales are these? They give off a burning sensation."

"It seems to have a similar aura to Duan Lang's Fire Kirin Sword."

Many people subconsciously looked at the long sword in Duan Lang's hand.

Duan Lang's pupils contracted as he recognized it: "It's a scale from a Fire Qilin."

These words shocked everyone in the hall.

The Fire Qilin is a mythical beast from Lingyun Cave, extremely powerful. Countless masters have died under its claws over the centuries.

The Fire Kirin Sword in Duan Lang's hand was made from a single Fire Kirin scale, which shows how precious it is.

Who on earth is capable of taking it from the fire qilin and being willing to give it away as a gift?

Bu Jingyun recalled the scene in Fengxi Village that day, his eyes filled with anger as he looked towards the gate.

Sure enough, the next moment, that familiar, handsome young man slowly walked in down the steps.

"It's really you!"

Bu Jingyun was furious, still remembering the humiliation of Yue Zhuoqun's kick.

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at him, a smile playing on his lips: "That kick that day gave you the opportunity to have your severed arm reattached, so you didn't lose out."

Bu Jingyun was stunned: that violent kick was actually for his own good?

His anger had nowhere to go for the time being.

Yue Zhuoqun had already stepped over him and arrived in the center of the hall. He looked at the Qilin scales lying on the ground and narrowed his eyes: "You dare to leave the gift I gave you on the ground?"

"Hmph!" The Sword Demon sneered, "What kind of gift-giving is this? It's disrespectful to me, its master."

"Ha, a usurper who has taken over the nest, dares to call himself the master?" Yue Zhuoqun's face showed a mocking expression.

The Sword Demon and the Sword Greed were fellow disciples.

When they were young, both men were in love with the same woman. Jian Tan, with his smooth-talking and charming nature, won her heart. But Jian Mo was unwilling to give up. Knowing that Jian Tan coveted famous swords, he used his own dragon-shaped sword to seduce Jian Tan, making him willingly give up the woman.

Not long after the Sword Demon and the woman got married, they had a son, who became one of the three great martial arts masters, the Divine Constable. Thus, the family was complete.

One day, the Sword Demon happened to see a stunningly beautiful girl riding a horse at full speed, and immediately fell in love with her, so he chased after her.

After giving the precious sword to Jian Tan, he no longer used swords and devoted himself to cultivating the Severing Meridian Sword Qi, which uses qi to control the sword.

As a result of failing to catch up with the girl on horseback, the sword energy of the Broken Meridian went berserk, and in a fit of rage, he killed his wife and traveled all over the world searching for the girl's figure.

Years later, after much hardship, they finally found the girl's whereabouts, but she had already become the proud lady of Baijian Mountain.

This filled him with resentment. After killing Madam Ao's husband, he kept him in the manor and acted as the master.

Yue Zhuoqun's phrase "usurping someone else's place" was a slap in the face to him.

Actually, saying "cuckoo in the nest" is a nice way of putting it.

Sword Demon has stayed at Sword Worship Mountain for years, raising his son Ao Tian to become a talent for Madam Ao and helping to forge an unparalleled sword. Every night he kneels outside Madam Ao's door, pleading with her, but Madam Ao not only ignores him, but also refuses to let him touch her hand.

If you call him heartless, why is he so devoted to Madam Ao? If you call him domineering and forceful, why is he such a sycophant, never daring to overstep the bounds of propriety towards Madam Ao?

"You bastard, how dare you mock me!" Sword Demon's anger surged, and he raised his finger to teach Yue Zhuoqun a lesson.

"stop!"

Just then, a full-figured woman wearing a veil slowly walked out.

Upon hearing this voice, the enraged sword demon's expression instantly transformed into one of delight, and he quickly stepped forward: "Madam, it's rare to see you leave your room today. There are too many people around here, so why don't I accompany you for a stroll to clear your mind?"

Madam Ao frowned, avoided his body, and said coldly, "Everyone present today is an honored guest of my Baijian Mountain Clan. You are not allowed to be rude."

"Yes, yes, Madam is right. I was rude and impulsive." The Sword Demon laughed and agreed, not at all ashamed of his humble attitude.

Madam Ao ignored him and gracefully approached Yue Zhuoqun, bowing respectfully and saying, "Mr. Yue, please forgive me. May I ask what brings you to see me, a widow, with such generous gifts?"

"I do need your help, Madam, but this is not the place to talk."

Madam Ao nodded, then turned and invited, "Please come to the villa for a talk, sir."

Yue Zhuoqun did not move immediately, but instead looked at the Sword Demon with a mocking gaze.

Despite his anger, the Sword Demon obediently bent down and picked up the Qilin scales from the ground, then shamelessly handed them to Madam Ao: "Hehe, Madam, this is your gift."

With a flick of her sleeve, Madam Ao retrieved the scales without revealing her hands, demonstrating that her martial arts skills were not weak.

After Yue Zhuoqun and the other man left, the Sword Demon's expression darkened once more: "Hmph!"

Seeing this, Ao Tian addressed the assembled heroes in the hall: "The true peerless sword will be born tomorrow. Everyone, rest up and show your skills then!"

Despite this, everyone's mood was heavy.

Although we didn't see how Yue Zhuoqun made his move, his ability to send the box from a distance was enough to demonstrate his strength.

If he were to try and take the sword, what would be his chances of winning?

……

In the villa, Madam Ao frowned as she gazed at the qilin scales on the table, her heart filled with turmoil.

The Sword Worship Mountain has collected many top-quality materials for forging swords, but compared to these scales, they all pale in comparison.

After a moment, she finally spoke and asked, "Mr. Yue, is there anything you need the help of the Sword Worship Mountain Clan?"

"In this world, your sword-making skills are the most extraordinary. I have come here to ask for your help in forging divine weapons."