"Even if only half of is left, you youngsters are still no match for . Damn it, are all youngsters as arrogant as this nowadays? What rubbish! Although Master Dao Man was a bit despicable, he was humbler than any of you half-baked fools. Have you ever seen him being so arrogant? Being low-profile is a virtue, do you understand? If I don’t teach you youngsters a lesson, you will never know what being low-profile ans!" Demon Blade Muramasa cussed relentlessly, firing off words like a machine gun.
However, the fact that he was preaching about being low-profile made Lin Tian want to drink drain cleaner and end it all. He was imnsely arrogant himself, yet had the audacity to lecture others. Lin Tian felt like his own shining image was completely ruined by Demon Blade.
But surprisingly, Guizhong Yilang didn’t get angry. Instead, he replied thodically, "Muramasa, everyone has their own way of dealing with the world, whether it’s being flamboyant or reserved, arrogant or humble. Who can say which way is the best? Just be true to yourself, there’s no need to force others."
"Today, let’s not talk about this. Let’s get back to the main point, Muramasa. Are you going to surrender peacefully, or do we need to take action? The Shrine was once a place of Yin-Yang Dao, and I really don’t want to resort to violence here, it’s already too damaged."
"Pah, don’t act like you’re so saint. You sealed so many Shishen here, that’s hardly virtuous. This is a taboo of Yin-Yang Dao. If Master Dao Man were still alive, you would all be dead by now, yet you still act all high and mighty!" Muramasa scoffed.
Lin Tian found it strange. Muramasa was sohow engaging in a verbal fight with Guizhong Yilang. The reputation of the Demon Blade was built on slaying, yet now he was engaging in a spat with his least favorite Onmyoji, which was not usual.
"It was all voluntary, and besides, all these are historical remnants. I don’t want to discuss this too much," Guizhong Yilang said, trying to dodge the heavy topic.
However, when he ntioned it was voluntary, Lin Tian noticed that the expressions of Fox Concubine and Ghost Princess turned visibly angry. It was clear it was not voluntary, no guessing needed, Guizhong Yilang was certainly the type of evil Onmyoji the Heavenly Master Girl talked about.
"Hahaha..." Demon Blade Muramasa suddenly burst into laughter, looking very smug. He said mockingly, "Youngster, you’ve fallen into my trap. I’ve been babbling all this nonsense just to buy ti for the Spiritual Energy to be fully absorbed. Don’t think for a mont that I only know how to slash people!"
So, it turned out that the old blade was just buying ti, waiting for the Spiritual Energy to be fully absorbed. Lin Tian suddenly felt that the Demon Blade wasn’t as mindlessly arrogant as it appeared.
As soon as Muramasa finished speaking, the Demon Blade suddenly unleashed a horrendous chilling aura, so intense that it even affected the air around the blade and caused a mist to form.
When the moisture in the air ets cold air, it condenses into droplets, and many droplets together form a mist.
The chilling intent of the Demon Blade wasn’t just an illusion; it seed almost tangible, even causing the temperature around the blade to drop, resulting in the creation of the mist.
However, to Demon Blade’s surprise, after hearing his words, Guizhong Yilang showed no reaction at all, completely unlike soone who had fallen into a trap.
It wasn’t that he had no reaction. Guizhong Yilang shook his head, even sounding regretful as he said, "Not enough, still not enough. According to the records, the Demon Blade at its peak wasn’t like this. At its peak, the Demon Blade’s aura could even trigger anomalies, and it could kill people invisibly with just its aura. You’re still far from it, what a pity, really a pity."
"You..." Muramasa faltered, then put away his arrogant smile and said somberly, "Youngster, who exactly are you?"
"Who am I? Muramasa, don’t you rember at all? Guizhong... Guizhong..." Guizhong Yilang kept repeating his surna, then finally said, "Muramasa, do you rember now?"
Muramasa frowned and scrutinized Guizhong, but after a long look, he was still utterly perplexed, unable to discern anything.
"No, no, no..." Guizhong Yilang shook his head, reminding, "Don’t look at , think about it, Guizhong... Guizhong..."
Demon Blade Muramasa pondered again, but still ca up with nothing. He gave up thinking and shouted irritably, "I don’t care what Guizhong you are, don’t try to relate yourself to or get cozy, I don’t know you!"
"Thinking about your birth, it’s true, at that ti you were still a Japanese sword, sharp indeed, but not like you are now. You probably don’t have any mories of that," Guizhong Yilang said.
"I know who you are!" Heavenly Master Girl’s voice suddenly rose as she, along with Ning Luoxi, Li Qingyun, and Li Yue, approached.
"You are?" Guizhong Yilang looked at the Heavenly Master Girl who had co before him, and frowned slightly.
Although he had seen the presence of Heavenly Master Girl and the others earlier, he hadn’t paid any attention, never expecting the girl before him to know him.
"Have you forgotten as well? Just now when you attacked with your Dao technique, the demonic sword’s power increased for no reason, doesn’t that strike you as odd?" Heavenly Master Girl said.
"You...? It was because of you, I thought soone was lurking in the dark causing mischief. Are you an Onmyoji, or a Demon Exorcist from Huaxia?" Guizhong Yilang frowned slightly.
"Of course I’m a Demon Exorcist, you don’t need to know my na, but I have guessed your identity. If I am not wrong, you are the descendant of the Onmyoji who originally cursed Muramasa," Heavenly Master Girl said.
Guizhong Yilang’s eyes narrowed, and for the first ti his expression changed as he said in a deep voice, "You know quite a bit, but what of it?"
With these words, he indirectly admitted that Heavenly Master Girl’s guess was correct. She had previously ntioned that Muramasa changed from a Japanese sword to the Demon Blade it is now, primarily because an evil Onmyoji had cursed it, and this Guizhong Yilang was the descendant of that evil Onmyoji!
"You are the descendant of so damn Onmyoji? Very well, it was your Onmyoji who turned into a demon sword and also sealed . If I don’t properly ’thank’ you, it would be a disservice to all your strenuous endeavors!" Demon Blade Muramasa said with a cold laugh.
"In this life, I despise Onmyoji the most, die!" Demon Blade Muramasa, controlling Lin Tian’s body, swung his blade towards Guizhong Yilang.
His blade was still aid at the neck, with the length of the Demon Blade and the distance between the two, the blade’s edge could just reach Guizhong Yilang.
Given the sharpness of the Demon Blade, if Guizhong Yilang were to be struck, he would invariably be decapitated. Just as Guizhong Yilang was about to be struck, the Demon Blade was suddenly blocked by a shadow that appeared.
The Demon Blade was stopped by a black iron staff, and upon colliding, a crisp "clang" sounded. Facing the sharpness of the Demon Blade, the iron staff was surprisingly unscathed.
And the owner of this iron staff was not Guizhong Yilang, but a Black Robed Man behind him.
The Black Robed Man held the iron staff, standing beside Guizhong Yilang, blocking Demon Blade Muramasa’s strike, his hollow eyes "looking" towards Lin Tian.
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