Capítulo 1431: Chapter 1517: Scholar Sword
Xin Changfeng rolled his eyes helplessly at the grandson, while Su Xuan couldn’t help but chuckle. Xin Chuixue really wasn’t the material for sword forging; sword forging requires great patience and success through countless repetitions, swinging a hamr thousands of tis. This job isn’t sothing the average person can persist in.
However, Su Xuan was also astonished; a single sword at the auction fetched a price of five million yuan. Just what kind of sword was this? This indeed reflects the quality and craftsmanship.
“Little brother, let take you to the Sword Pavilion for a look!”
Xin Changfeng had always expressed his desire to visit Su Xuan, and it was true. As soone with a heart of heroism, he especially admired Su Xuan’s gallant and righteous spirit.
“Wouldn’t this be inappropriate?”
Su Xuan was sowhat unexpected; he originally intended to follow Xin Chuixue for fun, but didn’t expect Xin Changfeng to be so courteous, which made him feel sowhat embarrassed.
“Hehe, what’s there to be embarrassed about? Our acquaintance is fate!”
Xin Changfeng said as he led Su Xuan through a hidden door, then through several labyrinth-like secret doors, finally entering a room. Upon entering, Su Xuan was stunned; the walls of the room were lined with various swords. These swords were sowhat different from those outside; Su Xuan could feel these were among the better swords.
“Old man, who usually buys these swords anyway? Isn’t Huaxia prohibiting the sale of such items?”
Su Xuan was sowhat puzzled; could these divine weapons really be sold?
“Hehe, actually, more buyers are from the military regions, and there are national leaders purchasing as well. Mostly, they’re for special industries. As Chuixue was sleeping earlier, a sword nad Scholar Sword took two years for and my son to forge and was auctioned off three years ago at Southern Border, bought by a wealthy businessman to gift his bodyguard. Although today is the era of heavy weapons, so people buy swords as artworks and so as self-defense weapons.”
Xin Chuixue said as he took down a longsword from the wall to show Su Xuan.
“Have a look; how is this sword!”
Su Xuan took the longsword, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the clear sound of unsheathing rang, Su Xuan could feel the sword seed to have a layer of white mist on its surface, this is what’s called Sword Qi.
“What a fine sword! My master once told , a truly good sword forms Sword Qi itself, so-called Sword Qi Like Frost; if a sword upon unsheathing contains white frost, it must be a divine weapon!”
“Indeed, little brother definitely understands swords. This sword in your hand was forged four years ago by my son and , nad Qingyun Sword. It actually has so flaws, which is why it’s been left here in the Sword Pavilion.” Xin Changfeng said, leading Su Xuan further through the Sword Pavilion, with Su Xuan looking at these swords, feeling sowhat moved.
“Old man, can you forge a sword for ?”
Previously, Su Xuan had no desire for a sword, as it’s sothing you can’t carry around, after all, this isn’t the martial arts era; you don’t want to be seen carrying a sword all the ti, or others might think you’re crazy.
But now things are different; he has a Jianxia Manor here at Southern Border, and though it’s an ard security company, having a sword for display in its main hall for fortification wouldn’t be bad.
However, he still had little desire for those lted swords, always feeling there’s sothing lacking. But upon seeing Xin Changfeng’s outco, felt a bit intimidated.
“Hehe, little brother, as the saying goes, a treasure sword is given to heroes, I intended to give you a sword. In this room, there’s one precious sword; if you can find it, I’ll gift it to you!”
Xin Changfeng said with a smile.
“Uh… Isn’t this inappropriate? After all, these were hamred out iron by iron; I feel sowhat embarrassed!”
Su Xuan didn’t like taking advantage of others. Considering the earlier conversation, a sword was once auctioned for five million yuan; if he happened to pick it, wouldn’t that be a loss for others?
“Hehe, little brother, for us swordsmiths, we don’t always forge weapons for money; a treasure sword is like our child. We wish for our children to have a good ho. The sword is the head of weapons and has the title of a scholar. The reason I’m not directly telling little brother about the sword is that when it was forged, a master said this sword contains so Spiritual Energy and seeks a destined person. If not found, I’d rather leave it buried underground!”
Xin Changfeng spoke earnestly, after which Su Xuan felt a bit embarrassed. He wasn’t stupid, and he could naturally understand what this ant; Xin Changfeng wished for Su Xuan to discover that sword.
Their acquaintance added up to less than half an hour, yet Xin Changfeng showed such deep affection, leaving Su Xuan quite embarrassed and sowhat uneasy. Actually, unbeknownst to Su Xuan, though they’ve known each other for a short ti, Xin Changfeng admired Su Xuan’s character greatly, daring to defy power and dueling Elite Gathering’s Young Master Ze, aligning with Xin Changfeng’s standards of heroism.
Su Xuan stood at the central position of the Sword Pavilion, then slowly closed his eyes, gently operating his Dark Strength. With it slowly releasing, Su Xuan’s mind was shocked as he discovered more than half of the weapons here were of superior material. These hand-forged weapons are different; the sharpness and hardness ford through countless hamring cannot be matched by lted swords.
Su Xuan suddenly felt his Dark Strength flowing like water towards a direction, his heart surged with excitent. The so-called divine sword isn’t about it having Life Force; rather, a sword’s resilience is especially excellent, as if Primordial Qi enters its body. This kind of sword simply stores Dark Strength within its body, amplifying its power.
Su Xuan slowly opened his eyes, following the direction his Primordial Qi flowed to, it was an image on the wall; within the image was a handso longsword, its hilt an open dragon head, exuding an air of dominance.
“It’s that sword!”
Su Xuan pointed at the painting on the wall, smiling as he spoke.
“How did you know?”
Looking at Su Xuan, the old man felt a great surge of emotion.
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