Both worlds are like dreams

"So no one has been able to pull it out in all these years?" Xue Huang asked.

"Yes. I have been guarding here for ten years. It has never waited for the destined person."

"Then according to your opinion, what kind of person is qualified to draw this sword?"

Ye Qiuchi shook his head. "I don't know either. In the past ten years, there have been famous swordsmen, scholars with a wealth of knowledge, princes and nobles, beggars in the market, people with a heart for the people, the most kind people in the world, and people who have committed many evils who have come to try, but they all failed. It is waiting for a very special person."

"For a legend whose truth or falsity is unknown, Senior, is it worth it to trap yourself in these mountains and rivers?"

"Whether it's a sword tomb or a mountain or a river, it's never a place that holds me back."

Xue Huang walked forward and wiped off the dust on the Tianqian Sword, revealing its original appearance.

It was a sword about three feet long. The scabbard was dark green and engraved with gorgeous, exquisite and complex patterns. It looked simple and solemn. At this moment, under the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a faint golden light lingering on its body, giving people an indescribable solemn feeling among the rocks covered with weeds and dust.

\"Tian Qian Sword, the best sword in the world, is also the most spiritual sword in the legend!" Ye Qiuchi said. "The ancestor spent ten years to forge this sword, but he died without waiting for someone to pull out this sword."

"I don't think I'm the one who is qualified to draw the sword." Xue Huang said with a smile.

"Everyone in the world is qualified to draw the sword, but the one it really wants to wait for is the one who is qualified to wield the sword."

Xue Huang didn't think she was qualified at all, but the legendary and powerful Tian Qian Sword was right in front of her, and it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

So she put her hand on the hilt of the sword, which was hard and cold.

But Xue Huang felt a powerful force coming out from inside, as if pulling her somewhere.

Xue Huang closed her eyes unconsciously. There seemed to be some strange images in her mind. It seemed to be a large and magnificent battlefield, with swords and horses, blood flowing like a river, and there seemed to be a person standing on a high platform, and countless people kneeling on the ground. She couldn't see the person clearly, but it seemed that all these scenes were just illusions.

She closed her eyes tightly, and another scene seemed to appear in her mind. There seemed to be a very prosperous building, and there was a person standing at the highest point. This time it didn't look like a battlefield, but rather like a pilgrimage of all nations, a peaceful and prosperous country. In the sky, the wind and clouds were changing, and the man stood with a sword, motionless, and the wind and clouds in the sky stopped moving. But the sword in his hand seemed to be able to disrupt the wind and clouds, and to level the mountains and seas.

Xue Huang loosened his grip on the hilt and opened his eyes.

Ye Qiuchi's eyes changed from excitement to regret, because he clearly saw that Xue Huang and Tian Qian Sword had resonated. But she was not that person.

"Senior, I'm sorry to disappoint you." Xue Huang said.

"It's okay," Ye Qiuchi let out a long sigh, "At least you gave me hope."

Gu Qinglan also came over, and he had obviously seen the resonance between the Snow Phoenix and the Tiangan Sword. But when he looked at the Tiangan Sword, he seemed to feel a strange pull.

"Brother Qinglan, you come and try it." Xuehuang said.

"I shouldn't be the one holding the sword."

“Let’s give it a try.” Xue Huang pulled him to the Tiangan Sword and placed his hand on it. But as soon as Gu Qinglan’s hand touched the hilt, both of them were pulled by the Tiangan Sword.

This time, the image in Xue Huang's mind became clearer. She seemed to hear the sound of horns on the battlefield, mixed with the wailing of swords and spears, and the sound of horse hooves and wind, which sounded a bit desolate. But she also seemed to hear the cheers of the prosperous times, peaceful and majestic.

Xue Huang opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qinglan. He sighed, and it was obvious that he had also felt the scene. But at the same time, they finally understood what kind of person it was waiting for. They might be qualified to draw the sword, but they could not be the one holding the sword.

"Incredible," Ye Qiuchi said in shock, "You two have both resonated with Tian Qian, which means that you have the same thing that is recognized by the Tian Qian Sword, but your strength is not enough to pull it out. Why is that?"

Gu Qinglan turned around and said, "Senior, if I'm not mistaken, this sword is an emperor's sword. The one who holds the sword must have the will to fight the world, the wish to pacify the world's chaos, the ambition to expand the territory, and the heart to protect the people. We are indeed qualified to draw the sword, but we cannot be the one holding the sword."

Xue Huang looked at Gu Qinglan. The path of an emperor is never a smooth one. It is a bloody road, paved with countless dead bones. Gu Qinglan has the wish to pacify the troubled times in the world, and also has the heart to establish a mission for the people, but he follows the way of a gentleman, and the bloody path of an emperor is not his choice.

"The person it wants to wait for should be a wise emperor who can create a peaceful and prosperous era. Only that person is qualified to wield the sword. This is the true meaning of the Tian Qian Sword." Xue Huang said with a smile.

Ye Qiuchi sighed, "So that's how it is! When the founder forged the sword, it was the time when the nine countries on the continent were at their most chaotic. Tian Qian was the last sword he forged. He wanted to wait for someone who could end that chaotic world. Unfortunately, after a thousand years, the sword still hasn't come."

"Senior, you don't have to stay here. You can take this sword and find a suitable owner."

Ye Qiuchi thought about it and suddenly realized, "What you said makes sense."

Xue Huang was speechless.

"But I don't want to leave here yet."

"why?"

Ye Qiuchi motioned her to look at the swords beside her, "It's too tiring to carry them along. Let's wait until this place is empty."

Xue Huang rolled her eyes and said, "Senior, since these swords are waiting for their owners, can we ask for one too?"

"These swords are waiting for their destined owners, so if you are destined, you can take them away."

"I don't want to choose for myself." Xue Huang smiled and pulled Gu Qinglan over. "Did you hear me? The senior said that you can choose whatever you want."

Ye Qiuchi smiled, "This young man has the demeanor of a gentleman. I have a suitable sword here." He took out a slender sword from the mountain wall and handed it to Gu Qinglan, "This sword is called Bi Hai."

Gu Qinglan took it with both hands and wiped off the dust, revealing the dark green scabbard and the exquisite and elegant patterns on it. He slowly pulled out the sword, and saw that the sword body was crystal clear and as translucent as white jade in water. But upon closer inspection, its sword body was light green, as if it was shrouded in green smoke, and it seemed that one could see the flashing light inside, like the vast blue sea under the blue sky.

A sword is a sharp weapon, but the sword in Gu Qinglan's hand seems like a sword held by an immortal. It has an ethereal aura that floats like the wind, without any blood.

This sword seemed to be tailor-made for him.

"Senior really has good taste," Xue Huang said with a smile, "My brother Qinglan is very suitable for this sword."

Ye Qiuchi raised his eyebrows, "For the sake of your wine recipe, I will give you a sword as well."

"I don't need it." Xue Huang said. "My sword is in my heart."

Ye Qiuchi pulled out a dusty soft sword from the place where he had just placed Bi Hai. If Xue Huang hadn't known that he was the heir of the Sword Tomb, and that the swords he took out must have been famous swords, she would have thought that he had pulled out junk.

But after wiping off the dust, it can be seen that it is a soft sword made of a material very similar to Gu Qinglan's Bi Hai, but its blade is translucent, only the width of a thumb, and emits a faint blue light under the sunlight, as clear and beautiful as crystal. The silver hilt is inlaid with four dark green agates, which are crystal clear and make the sword look very beautiful.

"This sword has been as cold as frost and snow since it was forged, so it is named Qingshuang, which is quite suitable for your frost sword energy. Take it."

"It is indeed very beautiful." Xue Huang said.

"The most important thing is," Ye Qiuchi's expression became somewhat meaningful, and he glanced back and forth between her and Gu Qinglan, "it suits you very well."

Xue Huang took it in confusion, "Why?"

Ye Qiuchi didn't say anything, sniffed, and suddenly realized what was happening, then ran to the lake, "Oh, my fish!"