Start from the thief

"It's only been a year since we last met in Nanyang, but Brother Zhao has become the world-famous Mr. Six. I couldn't believe it when I heard about it in the west, thinking it might be a coincidence. After confirming it, hey, wherever Fatty goes, he holds his head high. Back then, our Lao Gao had a big fight with Mr. Six."

Zhao Yushu hugged the fat man tightly and said, "Lao Gao, you have lost weight."

Gao Xu's boastful smile froze, and his expression gradually softened. He hesitated for a moment, and hugged Zhao Yushu: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

Fortunately, it is not a disgrace?

Have you ever assigned Gao Xu any tasks?

I invested a little money in him and now I’ve made it back?

"Brother Zhao, come with me."

Fatty Gao waved and led Zhao Yushu to his tent. "I took Brother Zhao's three thousand taels of silver as capital for this trip to the Western Regions. I made my money back in just one year. I wanted to stay for two more years to make more money before coming back, but two things happened and I hurried back. Fortunately, I made it in time."

Following Gao Xu into the tent, there were several small boxes piled inside. Gao Xu opened them one by one, and the golden light suddenly made Zhao Yushu's eyes hurt.

Boxes of Western-style jewelry were neatly stacked inside, and there were even one or two pieces emitting faint spiritual power.

"The first thing is that the fight over there can no longer be started."

"Can't fight?"

"Ha, Brother Zhao, don't you know that a country called Hanhai suddenly rose up in the Western Regions? Its ruler Yue Ji suddenly got the support of a very powerful noble in our Tang Dynasty. In addition, there is a mysterious top master in charge. In just a few months, she has frightened the entire Western Regions. I don't know how many people have gone to her for help. All of a sudden, our business has decreased a lot."

A very powerful and influential person, that is the second senior sister who operates the academy behind the scenes. She is also the top master, so she plays multiple roles just like herself.

"Don't underestimate this small amount. If you sell it in Yizhou City, it will be worth thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver. I will give it to Brother Zhao first after the exchange is completed."

Zhao Yushu nodded: "Okay, you've worked hard, so you can take more. I'm not short of money right now."

Ten thousand taels of silver is a lot, but it would be enough to just kill Yelu Yan in Chang'an. No wonder so many people like to rebel. It's so easy to make money by killing kings, princes, generals and ministers.

Aren't you short of money? Gao Xu's heart suddenly ached. He didn't care about thousands of taels of silver. He was worthy of being the sixth master of the academy. He was a casual cultivator who could only earn money by living in the open air, scheming against others, working himself to death and using all his connections, but he didn't even blink an eye. Alas, what a gap.

"I wasn't sure about the second one, but I thought it might be useful, so I took it. But on the way back, Mr. Er came to my house and almost scared me to death. Mr. Er just told me to send it over quickly, but there were many people in my team, so it was still a few days late. Please see."

Zhao Yushu's heart suddenly started pounding. He had already guessed what it was.

Gao Xu struggled to pull out an object wrapped in layers from a pile of felt in the corner. However, the wrapping cloth was ordinary and there was not even the slightest spiritual fluctuation coming from it. Even Mrs. Xu could not sense it.

Is it all just a false alarm?

Gao Xu carefully held the things over and said, "Brother Zhao asked me to look for the magic weapon over there before. I was afraid of being spied on by thieves, so I deliberately hid it casually."

Gao Xu unwrapped the package and said, "I got this by chance from a Western merchant. He claimed to have been to a more western place to do business. This item belonged to a Western king, but that king abandoned it, so I brought it back."

The package was completely opened, and Zhao Yushu was stunned after taking a look.

I thought it was a gorgeous sword, but it wasn't.

This is a scabbard.

Although it was gorgeous, it did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations, and even the gems decorating it had been removed from the scabbard.

"This, well, it looked like this when I got it, but it doesn't matter, I'll get you a few more to put on later. Brother Zhao, do you like rubies or sapphires?"

Zhao Yushu reached out and took the scabbard, and as expected, the six magical weapons in his body did not react.

"That's fine, but Brother Gao, why do you think this thing is useful to me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to keep the legendary weapon? This sword is legendary. Uh, although I only got the scabbard, I thought it might be of some use. By the way, Mr. Er tried it and said it was invulnerable to swords and guns, and was immune to water and fire. It's just the right sword for you."

Zhao Yushu couldn't help but smile bitterly. Did he think my cold iron sword was too sharp? No scabbard would last long.

"Okay, I really need a handful of this good stuff. Thank you, Brother Gao. Pack up and go into the city. I'll welcome you and introduce you to a little brother."

Zhao Yushu put the scabbard on his waist, took out the cold iron sword from the storage bag, inserted it, and suddenly froze in place.

“Brother Zhao, what’s wrong? Is it inappropriate?”

Gao Xu looked at Zhao Yushu, who was holding the sword in one hand and supporting the scabbard with the other hand, but standing still, and couldn't help feeling curious.

“It won’t fit.”

Zhao Yushu's voice was a little trembling.

"Can't fit? I think it's about right. Is it because the opening is too small? I wonder if the craftsman can fix it. But it's bulletproof. I'll ask someone to try it later."

“Not the size.”

Zhao Yushu's hand holding the sword was still shaking. He had used up all his strength, and all his spiritual power was concentrated in his two hands. The tip of the cold iron sword was shaking constantly because of the excessive force, but the tip of the sword still did not move forward at all.

An invisible force blocked him.

An ordinary scabbard, which seemed to have no spiritual power except for its special material, made Mr. Six of the academy, who was at the sixth level of heaven and whose real strength was comparable to that of the ninth level of heaven, unable to even sheath his sword.

"I still don't believe it."

The cold iron sword disappeared, and Assassin appeared in his hand, thrusting it fiercely.

Zhao Yushu nearly broke his arm due to his own strength.

Can't insert it.

Minghong!

No.

Chengying!

Or not.

Dragon bird!

Still not working!

"Brother Gao, please move away. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and might hurt you."

Gao Xu was stunned, and hurriedly ran out of the tent, then went back in, picked up the small boxes full of jewelry and ran out again.

His voice came from afar: "Brother Zhao, is thirty feet enough?"

"enough."

Madam Xu emerges.

The strongest sword versus the hardest shield, no, the most stubborn sheath.

Madam Xu's sword tip slowly approached, and Zhao Yushu broke out in cold sweat on his palms and forehead. What on earth was this thing?

Two inches, one inch, a thread.

puff.

Mrs. Xu pierced something.

The left hand holding the scabbard shook violently, and a spiritual power rushed along the arm into the brain.

A series of blurry images emerged in Zhao Yushu's mind.

An old man with white hair and beard, a heroic man in distinctive armor, and a fairy whose beauty seems real and unreal.

A gorgeous and noble sword.

The man drew his sword and held it high. Countless knights knelt around him and he threw away the scabbard.

Zhao Yushu suddenly woke up and walked out of the tent holding the scabbard.

"Brother Gao, can the merchant tell me which king owns this sword?"

Gao Xu scratched his head and said, "I think it was something like that, Arthur?"