Sword Name, Qie Man

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"Just earlier I was thinking about becoming a Sword Immortal soaring through the skies on a flying sword... and now I've fished one up!"

"This is the Divine Sequence!"

To actually fish a real sword out of a swimming pool!

It was pure creation from nothing, defying all common sense.

Jiang Fu grinned with delight as he reached out and took the longsword, which shimmered with a faint purple glow.

The moment the sword's hilt touched his palm—

Before Jiang Fu's eyes.

A third system panel suddenly lit up.

Then, the sword's information appeared on the panel.

Jiang Fu was startled.

He hadn't expected that fishing up a sword with the Divine Sequence.

Would actually trigger the third system panel.

Name: Purple Ming

Type: Flying Sword (Spirit Power Weapon)

Grade: 3 (Yellow-tier Upper Grade)

Refining Progress: 0

Jiang Fu's eyes lit up.

A flying sword!

A Spirit Power weapon!

Yellow-tier Upper Grade!

A Ranked Weapon!

Earlier, the Battle Knife Jiang Fu had taken from the martial artists who were hunting him.

Though it was used by martial artists, it had no grade.

It was merely an ordinary weapon.

The difference from a Ranked Weapon was like that between an ordinary martial artist and a Transcendent Martial Artist.

And a Ranked Weapon required refining before its true power could be unleashed.

"But this sword's name... Purple Ming?"

"Doesn't it sound like a rooster crowing?"

"Not good. Not imposing enough."

"Gotta change it."

"What to call it..."

"Got it!"

Jiang Fu's eyes lit up.

"From now on, your name is... Qie Man!"

As the words fell.

The purple blade trembled lightly.

As if responding.

And at the same time.

The name on the system panel.

Changed from 'Purple Ming' to 'Qie Man'.

Jiang Fu smirked with satisfaction.

Flying Sword Qie Man!

Now that was a proper name for a rogue's sword!

"Multiply by Ten... refine first, then Multiply by Ten!"

As per usual.

The higher a weapon's grade, the harder the refining process.

...Weapons without a grade required no refining at all.

Jiang Fu cast his fishing hook back into the swimming pool.

Then he channeled his Spirit Power, slowly letting it seep into the flying sword.

In that instant.

Jiang Fu was the first to sense a series of profound and intricate rune patterns.

The moment his Spirit Power touched those complex runes.

He felt a massive suction force, which directly swallowed his Spirit Power.

The next second.

The originally dim runes faintly glowed with a trace of light.

On the system panel.

The Refining Progress, which had been '0', now changed to 0.01%.

Jiang Fu's Spirit Power value dropped from 1000 to 900.

Jiang Fu sucked in a sharp breath.

"100 Spirit Power, and only 0.01% refined?"

"Is it really this ridiculous."

"Good thing I didn't rashly multiply the refining speed by ten, or my Spirit Power would be drained in a second!"

Jiang Fu twitched the corner of his mouth.

He finally remembered the description of Ranked Weapons.

These things were used by Transcendent Martial Artists.

Only a Transcendent Psychic Master could smoothly refine a Ranked Weapon.

Below the Transcendent level, the weapons used by ordinary martial artists.

Were things like low-grade, mid-grade, and High-grade Weapons such as Battle Knives.

"But no rush, take it slow."

"As long as I can refine ten percent, that's one hundred percent refinement for me."

"Right now, I'm cultivating the 'Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night', so my Spirit Power can recover at any time!"

"But I have to fully refine this sword first before I can multiply the quality by ten."

Thinking this.

Jiang Fu slowly refined the Flying Sword.

While simultaneously using his Spirit Power to visualize the Street Scene of the 'Silken Rain Painting' in his mind.

Meanwhile.

At Bin City Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.

Guo Fangdong's face was purple, and his entire body had swollen up a size.

He was covered in various tubes from head to toe.

Lying in bed, groaning.

Beside the bed sat a man with narrow eyes and a sinister expression.

He looked at Guo Fangdong on the bed and said softly, "I want the Access Card for Blue Shore Manor Residential Area."

Guo Fangdong blinked his swollen eyelids.

Said weakly, "Old Wu, Blue Shore Manor is a martial artist residential area with tight security. Are you sure you want to make a move there?"

Old Wu gritted his teeth, "Because of that precious nephew of yours, Huzi, Dapeng, and Gangzi are all gone!"

"Those were brothers who fought alongside me through life and death for over a decade!"

"No matter what, Jiang Fu has to die."

That seven-man Hunting Squad didn't have the strength to spend the night in the Wilderness Area.

Now, they hadn't returned all night, and their phones were off.

It was likely a grim outcome.

Whether or not Jiang Fu killed them.

Those people entered the Wilderness Area because of Jiang Fu.

The score would naturally be settled with Jiang Fu.

He had thought this was just a simple hunting mission.

But never expected to lose seven brothers.

Guo Fangdong closed his eyes, "In the pocket of my jacket."

"After it's done, I'll add another three hundred million for you."

Old Wu snorted, "A little ant you can crush with one hand, is it worth you spending that much?"

Guo Fangdong tugged at his stiff mouth. "An ant you can crush with a flick of your finger?"

Old Wu was silent.

The first assassination attempt.

That kid was practically dead.

Yet he miraculously came back to life.

The second time...

It cost him seven of his men.

But Jiang Fu came bouncing back from the Wilderness Area!

"You're right. That's no ant."

"But the safer a place seems, the more dangerous it really is."

"Jiang Fu would never expect anyone to dare assassinate him inside Blue Shore Manor Residential Area."

"Of course, he probably still doesn't know that his good uncle is doing everything in his power to kill him."

Guo Fangdong gave a faint grunt in acknowledgment. "Remember, bring his head back."

Old Wu stared at Guo Fangdong with an unreadable expression.

After a moment's hesitation, he said, "You and your wife have had countless chances to kill him, ever since he was a child."

"Yet you chose to act only after he became a Martial Artist."

"And I've seen the kid. His blood and qi look full, but they're actually hollow and rootless."

"Clearly, he's burning his foundation to force a breakthrough... Could it be..."

Guo Fangdong closed his slightly bulging eyes. "I pay, you work. Don't ask what you shouldn't."

Old Wu snorted coldly.

He stood up, took Guo Fangdong's jacket from the wardrobe, and pulled out an Access Card from the pocket.

Owners of Blue Shore Manor Residential Area could come and go freely, just like the Martial Artist Certification system at the security checkpoint.

But non-owners with residency permissions needed to swipe the Access Card to enter.

Just as Old Wu was about to step out the door, Guo Fangdong couldn't help but add, "Actually, there's a better way to kill Jiang Fu..."

"After all, your brother is at Ninth High..."

"Shut up!"

Old Wu barked, cutting off Guo Fangdong's words.

Then he slammed the door and left.

By the side of the villa's swimming pool.

Jiang Fu slowed down the pace of refining the Flying Sword.

At the same time, he quickened his cultivation.

The rainy night Street Scene from the Drizzle Diagram slowly surfaced in his mind.

But right now, Jiang Fu felt like something was missing from that image.

He thought hard.

Finally, he was sure.

"Shi Jiu isn't there."

"Last night, Shi Jiu was clearly in this picture too..."

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, smiling sweetly.

Just as the thought crossed Jiang Fu's mind, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly jerked.

He quickly opened his eyes and lifted the rod.

And then...

Jiang Fu saw.

The girl he'd just been thinking about was dangling from the fishing rod.

Eyes bleary with sleep, staring at him in confusion.

The hook was caught on the back of her collar, the hem of her shirt riding up slightly.

Revealing a sliver of pale, slender waist.

It dazzled Jiang Fu's eyes.