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386

Chapter 386: Not an outsider.

"I'm in some trouble."

Hoshimi Ya talked about how she was plotted against by the Public Security Bureau. Mainly because she didn't expect what Sarah could come up with. The demon sword was a secret of the Hoshimi family, and she still didn't understand why the bad guys could create something to target the demon sword.

"I didn't expect the target would be you. What can they gain if you lose control?"

Mo Xuan felt complicated when he heard that Sarah and Bringer had joined forces to plot against Xing Jianya. He had captured the woman alive at the beginning, but unfortunately, due to insufficient intelligence, he just treated her as an ordinary bad guy and threw her aside.

"They might be coming for Xingjian's house. What's the situation outside now?"

Xing Jianya thought for a while and said that if she lost control and used the magic sword to hurt innocent people, the reputation of the Xing Jian family would definitely plummet, and she might even withdraw from politics because of this. But she didn't care about these, she only cared about whether she hurt innocent people.

"Don't worry, you won't lose control if you hold me. I can hold you down."

Mo Xuan's words made Xing Jianya feel at ease. Fortunately, she called Zui Guang to help before she lost consciousness, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"What's the solution?"

Hoshimiya asked.

"Based on my years of experience, since I've entered your inner world, I must have to overcome certain things, such as psychological trauma."

"Where does this come from?"

Hoshimiya's focus was on a strange place.

"Are you still suspicious? The ten holy blades I used before all had owners. You know when there are many people, there will always be some traitors, evildoers, and internal strife. I've seen it all."

Mo Xuan said confidently that although he had never turned evil, he had seen countless people do bad things, so he was familiar with this situation.

“Pfft, haha.”

Xing Jianya was amused by Mo Xuan's words. This was her inner world. As her mood became brighter, the surrounding scenes began to change as if they were shrinking. They appeared in a sunny world. This seemed to be a museum somewhere. There were huge paintings on the walls, and each painting depicted the face of a fox Xiren.

Someone walked in from a distance. It looked like a lady with her daughter. The lady was in the prime of life, and the child was small and cute. Both of them had fox ears on their heads, which showed that they had a lot to do with the paintings here.

"No, this is your memory, right? As an outsider, I'd better not read it."

Mo Xuan wanted to avoid the question as he spoke. He had already guessed who the lady and the girl were. It must be Lady Xingjian and Ya when she was a child. He would not peek into other people's memories.

"It doesn't matter, you are not an outsider."

Xing Jianya reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword to prevent Mo Xuan from leaving. He had no choice but to follow Xing Jianya and watch what happened next from a bystander's perspective.

Xiao Xing Jianya is the future heir of the Xingjian family. As she looks at the paintings hanging on the wall, she knows in her heart that her ancestors were all heroes who saved mankind. They have killed extremely dangerous creatures, rare strong ones, and the relics of the old civilization. They are heroes praised by everyone, and it is they who have created the Xingjian family of today.

"Mom, I want to be a hero like the previous family heads."

Xiaoxing Jianya said in a baby voice that she was only four or five years old and already had such an ambition. However, her mother did not think that this ambition was very lofty. She just shook her head, her eyes full of doting on her child.

The scene changes with time, and Hoshimiya grows up day by day, but her dream remains unchanged. She shocks everyone with her talent. When other children are still playing in the mud, she has already mastered various weapons with ease, and has achieved mastery of all martial arts at a young age.

However, Xing Jianya had come into contact with many weapons, but none of them were swords. They were just blunt instruments, spears, bows and arrows. Whenever she wanted swords, the beautiful Lady Xing Jian would find various excuses to prevaricate her, calling it cultivation. At this time, Mo Xuan seemed to understand why Xing Jianya always talked about cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when the Zero Void exploded. The Hoshimi family was engulfed in a sea of fire. In order to let Hoshimi Miyabi survive, her mother had no choice but to hand over the ominous demon sword to Miyabi. In order to follow the rules of the demon sword inheritance and to prevent herself from becoming a high-risk corpse and hurting Hoshimi Miyabi, Mrs. Hoshimi forced Miyabi to pierce her body with the demon sword.

Mo Xuan's heart tightened when he saw this. God knows how Xing Jianya survived as a child. This scene was full of a sense of fate. The thing that Mrs. Xing Jian had been avoiding finally happened. It felt like she couldn't escape her fate. She was pushed to a crossroads by fate and forced to make a choice.

"I've never forgotten this."

Xing Jianya tightened her grip on Mo Xuan's hand, and he could feel the heaviness of her strength. Mo Xuan also felt a little apologetic. He had said before that Xing Jianya was a strange woman. It was already rare that Xing Jianya could still show a kind and stable character after experiencing all these things.

"So I never used the power of the demon sword once, and only treated it as an ordinary blade."

Xing Jianya revealed her secret. Mo Xuan was very surprised to hear it, but thinking about the several fights between him and Xing Jianya, she did use the power of ice flame, but heard that it was the power of the fox Xiren, not the power hidden in the magic sword. For a sword that can be called "virtual hunting", it performed like a pirated product.

Now Mo Xuan understood that Xing Jianya's fighting power came entirely from herself. She became the Void Hunter by relying on her own strength, not a magic weapon. Even if she changed a weapon, she was still the Void Hunter. This was what made her respectable.

As the last scene of the memory disappeared, the surroundings returned to the previous gray-blue world. The difference was that the demon sword held by Hoshimiya began to speak.

"This is a rule established to shatter the rules, this is submission to stop submission, this is a disaster forged to destroy the disaster."

The demon sword spoke, and Mo Xuan was a little confused. It was really hard to understand why the demon sword could really speak. It turned out that the demon sword could really speak, so why didn't it react at all when he held it that time? Did it look down on him?

"This is Xingjian's fate."

When the demon sword mentioned the word "fate", Mo Xuan began to listen carefully to what it meant. It seemed that it wanted Xing Jianya to release the power of the demon sword and do great things with it.

"Did you persuade your mother in the same way back then?"

Xing Jianya took a deep breath and asked after calming down.

"Back then, was that how you... promoted fate? Was that how you made her the price?"

"answer me!"

Hoshimiya screamed at the top of her lungs. She knew that her mother's death was not Yaodao's fault, but she still wanted to find someone to question. The Zero Hollow erupted too violently. Under such circumstances, only Yaodao could save them, but her mother gave herself the chance to survive.

387

Chapter 387: What about your market competitiveness?

"Little girl, if it weren't for those days, you would have been buried in the void long ago."

The demon sword's answer was unexpectedly simple, and according to this statement, it has memory, and its true form might really be an old demon that has lived for who knows how many years.

"Very good, you still remember me! Do you really think the rules of inheritance are correct?"

Xing Jianya questioned the demon sword. This was the first time in her life that she communicated with the demon sword. Usually it was sealed in the scabbard. It was only this time because of Sarah's conspiracy that it was able to control Xing Jianya.

"A mission is not something that can be controlled by your temperament."

The demon sword spoke in a stern tone, and Mo Xuan finally understood that the demon sword was indeed a spirit, but in theory it was still working for the inheritance of the Xingjian family, and it was not the kind of monster that thought about eating its master all day long.

"We are the strongest force, free from suffering, desire, and demands... These are the problems you have."

Yaodao continued to criticize Xing Jianya's character. Mo Xuan was not happy to listen at this time. Xing Jianya was not good at speaking, but he could be a substitute for him.

"The strongest, I don't think so."

Mo Xuan expressed his opinion, and the demon sword immediately became angry. Red lightning flashed across the sky. It wanted to know who was challenging its strength.

"who!"

When the demon sword saw the brightest light of the light sword, its momentum instantly decreased. The good news was that this was not the Ten Holy Blades, but the bad news was that it seemed that it could not beat it.

"I think I understand. If you want to use the demon sword, you have to pay a price. Then what's the difference between you and vampires? You're just staring at the Hoshimi family and sucking their blood?"

Mo Xuan was speechless after hearing this. The conditions for using a broken sword were so harsh. He gave such a powerful helper to Xing Jianya and didn't even ask her to pay.

"Do you know how much we have contributed to mankind?"

"Of course I know. I respect the previous heads of the Hoshimi family. In order to protect humanity, they have been cooperating with you and sucking your blood. But times have changed. What makes you think that Hoshimi Masayuki needs to pay a price to use you?"

"Items need to be compared before they are chosen. Take me for example. I can do more than you, but I can give it to Xingjianya for free. What about you?"

Mo Xuan now appeared in front of Yao Dao as a competitor. Yao Dao was a little stunned. It didn't think about its own competitiveness and was silent for a while.

"When you're no longer the only option, your exorbitant price tag becomes even more ridiculous. Furthermore, judging by your current situation, you can't even fly out and kill people on your own. It's fine you need a master to move, but you're also sucking blood? I'm not saying anything bad about you, but how can you be competitive in the market like that?"

"Look at me, Xing Jianya is always available. I can fly to a designated target and carry out the mission by myself. Can you do that?"

Mo Xuan has completely brought himself into the light of the Guanggang Sword. It is himself, and he is the sword. Compared with the demon sword, isn't it obvious how to choose?

"We..."

After the demon sword said its name, it was speechless, because it really couldn't leave its master to chop people. It felt that hearing such a thing sounded so weird. Who was the demon sword after all?

"You lack strength, execution, and even special abilities. You should be ashamed of yourself. Times are advancing, but you've been clinging to your old ways and living off them without striving for progress. Now you have the nerve to criticize Hoshimiya. She became a Void Hunter through her own efforts. Have you ever worked hard? You should know that the strong never complain about their circumstances."

Mo Xuan kept complaining to the demon sword. It was criticized to pieces, but it had no way to refute these facts and was about to become autistic.

"Let me ask you one question: Are there fewer and fewer warriors in the Hoshimi family? Are they all going into politics?"

"That's it."

"That's all right. Think about why no one wanted to hire you for so long. Before you think about other people's problems, think about your own problems first. Have you worked hard to improve yourself over the years? Don't be complacent just because you're a knife. If you can't keep up with the times, you'll be abandoned sooner or later."

"Then what should we do?"

Yaodao seemed to have really realized his mistake and asked following Mo Xuan's rhythm.

"Increase your market competitiveness and reduce prices, understand? You have to make Xingjianya feel that using you is more cost-effective than using me, so that the deal can be concluded."

"This is impossible. The rules of inheritance cannot be broken."

Yaodao immediately rejected Mo Xuan's proposal. So many generations have been cheated by him, and now he suddenly wants it for free. How can he bargain like this?

"Nothing is impossible. I'm right here. If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you accept it."

Mo Xuan never thought that his words would be effective on an old stubborn man. He had only said that to avenge Xing Jianya. The ultimate effective means was of course violence.

"Young people, don't be too arrogant!"

When the Demon Sword heard Mo Xuan say he wanted to fight him, he laughed in anger. Before, even when they combined, they couldn't beat ten Holy Blades. How could they not beat just one? It would be a shame to his dignity if he didn't try.

"If you're not full of energy, you're still a young man, old man."

"I'm so angry, just wait."

The demon sword flew out of Xing Jianya's hand in anger, and then a ring was drawn in the open space in front of him. An old man with white hair and white fox ears appeared, grabbed the demon sword and stood on the ring.

Mo Xuan had no intention of avoiding. He left Xing Jianya's hand and came to the ring. The light on his body gradually became brighter and the sound effects sounded.

Who Is This? Chapter 2: The Shadow Born from the Light! Shadow~!

Because the shadow cast by the light fell to the ground, and then the shadow stood up and turned into a knight covered in black, holding the light.

"why is it like this?"

Xing Jianya is still confused. She felt relieved when Mo Xuan mocked Yao Dao before, but she didn't expect things to turn out like this. How did it turn into a fight?

One after another, translucent shadows appeared beside Xing Jianya. They were all the sword masters of past generations, the people who were deceived by the demon sword. Now that they appeared, they all cheered for the old man holding the sword.

"Sandaime, teach him a lesson!"

Amid the shouts of the crowd, the old man called Sandaime stepped forward and fought with the shadow of Saikou. The two fought hard and the ring was full of swords and sabers. Every one of the spectators was a master of swordsmanship, so they were naturally experts in the art.

"Cut him in the middle, cut!"

The restless audience gave the Sandaime some advice from the audience, and he was distracted for a moment by thinking about how to use his moves. The lightest shadow took the opportunity to kick him in the face, and he flew out of the ring in a spin.

"Young man, you have no martial ethics. You used your feet instead of swordsmanship. I was careless."

The third generation stood up and said angrily, two of his front teeth fell out while he was talking. The other sword masters booed when they saw his embarrassing appearance. Then, someone who was several generations old snatched the demon sword, climbed onto the ring and continued to fight with the lightest shadow.

Xing Jianya didn't say anything in the audience, but she memorized all the swordsmanship of the family heads of all generations with her own eyes. This battle was a textbook demonstration for her, and she was afraid that there would not be a second chance like this.

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388

Chapter 388: What time is it now?

"Oh, this young man is so despicable..."

The fifth generation sword master rolled down from the ring, calling his opponent too hellish. When he was fighting with the lightest shadow, he suddenly found that his opponent had disappeared. Because according to the inertia of human thinking, when you chop someone, you only hit the neck, chest and other parts.

No one would concentrate on hitting the opponent's weapon during a fight, so after Saikou's shadow disappeared, the fifth generation's eyes went black, and he was chopped by Saikou's real body until there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and finally he was defeated miserably.

The other sword masters also called Zui Guang a piece of shit in their hearts. It was obviously fighting with the power of light, but the methods it used were very wild. It was not afraid of strong enemies, but was afraid of strong and sinister enemies who always tortured people.

When Xing Jianya saw Mo Xuan's despicable trick, she curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly. Then her eyes fell on a female sword master who had not spoken since she appeared. This person looked 70% similar to Xing Jianya and still maintained a youthful look. Even the two had the same hairstyle, except for a slight difference in the length of the bangs.

"Are you the third-generation head of the Hoshimi family, the strongest swordsman who single-handedly killed the bishop of the Praise Society?"

Xing Jianya spoke to the female sword master, and when it came to the ancestors of the family, Xing Jianya remembered their appearances and experiences very clearly, and could be said to know them like the back of her hand. However, the three generations of family heads were not the three generations of sword masters. So many generations of the Xingjian family had carried the magic sword along the way, and the magic sword had only recognized seven masters in total. Xing Jianya's father was not a sword master, but only the head of the family.

"You have a good partner. The demon sword of your generation might be able to do things that none of us have been able to do."

The third-generation head of the family spoke. Her voice was soft and similar to that of Hoshimiya. When the two stood together, Hoshimiya seemed like her reincarnation.

“He’s the best.”

When Xing Jianya heard the third-generation head of the family praising her friend, the smile on her face became softer. At this moment, he was standing up for her own affairs and intended to overthrow the old rules of Yaodao with her. How could she not be happy to have such a friend?