Demon Blade: Blood Spirit

"Guild Master, you really need to broaden your perspective!"

"Isn't the whole reason humans create weapons to use them? First, it was to kill beasts for food, and later, it evolved into weapons of war."

"If you give a wicked person a righteous blade, they will still kill! If you give a righteous person a wicked weapon, they can still save lives!"

"Weapons have no concept of good or evil; it all depends on whose hands they are in!"

I have to say, these words left Makarov speechless.

"Fine, even if that's the case, it's still best to avoid evil things whenever possible!"

"Don't worry, just this once. We can't let all these lives go to waste, can we?"

Summoning Muramasa, Yun Feiyang said, "This blade of mine is also known as a Cursed Blade. Ordinary people would have their minds corrupted just by holding it, but look at me—am I not perfectly fine?"

"So you want to refine it?"

"Exactly. Although it's sharp enough, it's still just a mundane weapon. It can't keep up with a magic world; it needs an upgrade!"

In this magic world, everyone uses magical weapons. Muramasa had to be reinforced, or its durability wouldn't last long.

Having grown accustomed to it and finding it comfortable to use, he certainly didn't want Muramasa to be damaged. Now was the perfect opportunity.

"Fine, just this once, and never again!"

"No problem!"

Yun Feiyang tossed Muramasa over.

As soon as Muramasa entered the blood pool, the Magic Array above flared with brilliant light and began to spin rapidly. The blood beneath lifted the blade, and wisps of red vapor emerged, drilling into the steel.

At the same time, clusters of white entities emerged from the blood pool, transforming into vengeful spirits that circled Muramasa, shrieking. The scene looked incredibly eerie and terrifying.

Makarov frowned deeply. "Are you sure you want to use this thing? Just looking at it makes one feel extremely uncomfortable. Be careful it doesn't corrupt your mind."

"Uh... let's see the results. I hope nothing asinine like it trying to control its master happens."

Yun Feiyang hadn't expected such a massive commotion either. If this thing turned out to be too sinister, he wouldn't dare use it. He'd have to be crazy to play a battle of wits against his own weapon.

The process lasted for a full hour until all the blood had surged into the blade, dyeing Muramasa a deep crimson. The surrounding vengeful spirits then dove into the blade as well, leaving white streaks across its surface.

Only then did the Magic Array fade away completely. The Blood Refinement was finished.

Muramasa acted like an excited child, dancing in the air above the blood pool a few times before shooting toward Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang caught it in one hand. Makarov took a few steps back, ready to intervene immediately should things spiral out of control.

"How is it? Does it have any negative effects on you?"

Right now, Muramasa looked extremely sinister, but its aesthetic appeal was truly high.

The blade was blood-red with white stripes, the hilt was dark red, and the edge was bright and gleaming.

Most importantly, perhaps due to being worn for so many years, Muramasa conveyed a sense of intimacy; there was not the slightest hint of it being a stranger or harming its master.

"Not at all. It's very fond of me, and it's quite powerful, too!"

Indeed, according to the information transmitted by Muramasa, it possessed several powerful abilities.

"Is that so? That's good then!"

Makarov breathed a sigh of relief.

In truth, if one didn't use its skills, Muramasa just looked a bit eerie; it really wouldn't be an issue in daily life.

Yun Feiyang swung it twice. It was that same familiar feeling... no, it felt even more handy than before!

"You are like a newborn now. Calling you Muramasa no longer feels appropriate. I'll call you Demonic Blade Blood Spirit from now on!"

Blood Spirit trembled, responding to Yun Feiyang.

Makarov exclaimed in admiration, "Ancient Blood Refinement is truly remarkable. It carries its own energy; it doesn't need the assistance of magic stones at all."

Magic weapons allow people without magic power to use magic, like that scepter Douglas had.

However, such weapons require magic stones to be inlaid as an energy source. Once depleted, they can absorb Magic Microparticles to automatically replenish themselves.

"That's right, Blood Spirit doesn't need that, because its energy comes from blood and vengeful spirits."

As for how to replenish it? It's simple: by killing!

"Alright, let's destroy this place and leave!"

"No, no, no, why destroy it? Just destroy the Blood Refinement Magic Array. This is a good spot!"

Although he didn't know where this place was, it was clearly built inside a mountain with no other access points. The only passage was the Magic Array, and the Magic Array was inside his own house. Only a fool would destroy such a great place for hiding or storing items.

"True, then I'll leave it for you!"

Makarov destroyed the Blood Refinement Magic Array, and then the two returned to the location of the Teleportation Array.

This was a two-way Teleportation Array. As for how to activate it, one simply needed to stand on it for more than ten seconds.

With a flash of light, the two returned to the villa's basement.

"I still need to register this weapon of yours for you, so you don't get into trouble with the Magic Council later!"

"Good grief, an evil weapon. This is another troublesome affair!"

Yun Feiyang said with a beaming smile, "I'll leave it to you, Guild Master! Many thanks, Guild Master!"

"No need for thanks. You've taken such a huge advantage this time and even bought a luxury villa at a low price. Aren't you going to show some appreciation?"

"What kind of appreciation?"

"This old man has never lived in a villa before. How about leaving a room for me?"

"Get lost, that's out of the question!"

"How heartless! Forget it, I'll just take the 500,000 J from this mission as my hard-earned fee. I trust you won't have any objections!"

Yun Feiyang opened his mouth, stunned. This old man was so shameless!

Stepping outside, Mira and the others immediately rushed over.

"How was it? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, it's already been taken care of!"

Yun Feiyang spread his arms as if to embrace the villa and announced, "From now on, this is my home!"

Lisanna corrected him, "It's our home!"

"Fine, our home!"

"Now, you can all go and pick out your own rooms!"

"Yay!"

Mira and the others excitedly rushed inside.

"Guild Master, you can leave now. I won't be seeing you out!"

Then, Yun Feiyang chased after them, "The best room is mine! No one is allowed to take it, unless you want to sleep with me!"

Makarov shook his head, "Discarding me as soon as I've served my purpose, what a heartless brat!"

The villa was nice, but it was completely empty without any furniture. That didn't matter, though; Yun had 50 million in savings, and there would still be plenty left over after decorating the place.

With a grand wave of his hand, he declared heroically, "Let's go! To the streets for a massive shopping spree!"

"Ohhh~~"

Mira and the others cheered loudly!

After two days of hard work, they finally finished purchasing everything they needed, and the four of them officially moved in.

As for hosting a housewarming party or similar traditions, he decided to skip it. This wasn't his past life, and those customs didn't apply here.

However, no sooner had he moved in than three uninvited guests arrived!

"Wow! What a luxurious villa! I want to live here too!"

"I want this room!"

"Then I'm taking this one!"

Watching Natsu and Gray making themselves at home, Yun Feiyang's face darkened. He walked up, knocked them both unconscious with a punch each, and sent them flying into the sky with a gust of wind.

With that, the world was finally quiet again.

No, there was still one left: Erza, who had just returned from a mission.

She was envious as well, so she spoke up, "Feiyang, can I move in?"

Just as Yun Feiyang was about to refuse, she quickly added, "Don't worry, I'll pay rent! Mostly, I just want to be closer to you so I can learn Swordsmanship."

"I see. If you're paying rent, I suppose that's not impossible!"

Stinky men were definitely out of the question, but for a beautiful woman, one had to offer some preferential treatment. This was the Fairy Queen, after all; maybe he could have her try on some outfits for fun later.

"No, I don't agree!"

Mira bristled, glaring at Erza with open hostility!