Hidden Edge Saber Technique

Hearing the commotion inside the house, Ji Chengkong and Zhao Qiushan, who were guarding the courtyard, hurriedly knocked on the door and called out in turn:

"Big Brother! Are you awake?"

"Hall Master!"

Shen Yi glanced at Qin Jianghe.

Qin Jianghe nodded slightly and explained, "They're our own people, my brothers from the hall."

Shen Yi clicked his tongue. "Not necessarily."

Qin Jianghe was taken aback, then shook his head decisively. "They would never be internal spies."

"I guarantee it with my own life."

Shen Yi smiled slightly, not replying.

Qin Jianghe said loudly, "Come in."

The two pushed the door open and, seeing Qin Jianghe awake, both showed expressions of joy.

Qin Jianghe first inquired about the situation in the Broken Blade Hall.

Raging Tide and Giant Whale were still attacking each other.

Each had their victories and defeats.

Broken Blade Hall had recently been working hard to find Qin Jianghe's whereabouts, even avoiding fighting the Yaksha Branch when they encountered it.

The three of them talked for a while, not avoiding Shen Yi.

Zhao Qiushan hesitated several times.

His eyes towards Shen Yi were also quite dissatisfied.

He wanted to remind Qin Jianghe that Shen Yi, an outsider, was present, but Qin Jianghe seemed not to see Zhao Qiushan's hint.

Ji Chengkong was surprised.

Although Qin Jianghe had always valued friendship, his undisguised attitude showed how much Qin Jianghe trusted Shen Yi.

A sharp glint appeared in Qin Jianghe's eyes. "Chengkong, thoroughly investigate everyone in the hall."

"Find the internal spy who leaked my whereabouts."

Ji Chengkong nodded slightly. "Yes."

"In addition..."

The light in Qin Jianghe's eyes softened. "Ten miles down Clear River, there is a small village. Find a Jiang family there; they saved my life."

"Send them some gifts for me."

Zhao Qiushan waved his hand and patted his chest. "Big Brother, leave this to me."

"I will definitely not mistreat our benefactors."

Ji Chengkong added, "Now that the Hall Master is awake,"

"we should return to Broken Blade Hall as soon as possible. It's safer there."

Qin Jianghe naturally agreed.

Ji Chengkong and Zhao Qiushan took their orders and left, one arranging for people to pack their bags, and the other ordering people to find Little River Village ten miles away.

Qin Jianghe looked at Shen Yi.

"How is it?"

"Still have doubts?"

Shen Yi was noncommittal, only urging, "Let's go."

"I'll take you back to your hall."

"You teach me your saber technique, and our deal is settled."

Qin Jianghe heard this and said half-jokingly, half-sighing:

"Actually, I wanted to make friends with you."

Shen Yi smiled:

"I don't have any friends."

Qin Jianghe was surprised:

"Not ever?"

Shen Yi slightly raised his head, a look of reminiscence in his eyes:

"Not since I came to Dong Commandery."

Shen Yi's words were strange.

Qin Jianghe pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out. A Broken Blade Hall disciple came to report from outside, saying they were ready to depart.

With the help of the gang members escorting them.

The return journey was actually very smooth.

Leaving Clear River Town, heading east for ten miles, after turning onto a small hill, a dark mass of buildings was scattered across the plain.

Simple yet elegant.

Tall memorial archways stood at the entrance. Shen Yi stood in front of the archways and looked up, seeing three large characters written in a flamboyant style on the plaque:

"Broken Blade Hall."

Fully displaying the rough and heroic spirit of the jianghu, the atmosphere was magnificent.

They had arrived.

A group of the hall's elites immediately came out from the gate.

Welcoming Qin Jianghe's safe return.

Shen Yi noticed that everyone's face was filled with sincere joy, it seemed that Qin Jianghe had good popularity and prestige.

Entering Broken Blade Hall.

Shen Yi was treated as an honored guest and was given a banquet.

There was wine and meat, and everyone was respectful and polite.

Since coming to this world, Shen Yi had never been respected and treated like this before.

Shen Yi could only admire it.

After admiring it, he forgot about this feeling.

If he wanted to survive in this world.

Numbness and relaxation would only lead to disaster.

Only by constantly preparing for a rainy day and being vigilant in times of peace could he live longer and survive longer than others.

Unlike Shen Yi.

Qin Jianghe got thoroughly drunk without any precautions.

He was a person who loved to drink.

On the awning boat, Qin Jianghe had almost had wicked thoughts about the boatman's homemade wine.

Now that he had escaped death and returned to his lair.

How could Qin Jianghe not drink to his heart's content.

To relieve the suffering of his craving for alcohol.

An hour later.

At the banquet.

Everyone in Broken Blade Hall was drunk and lying on the table, the one in the middle snoring loudly was Qin Jianghe.

And in another extreme state, the person who was clear-headed, arms crossed in front of his chest, watching everything like a spectator...

Was Shen Yi.

He would not allow himself to lose his self-control.

At this moment, two maids approached Qin Jianghe, each supporting one of his arms.

Shen Yi asked:

"Where are you going?"

"Reporting to this young hero, we are taking the hall master back to his room to rest."

"Let's go."

Shen Yi got up and followed.

The two maids, though surprised, said nothing and helped Qin Jianghe back to his own secluded courtyard.

Thus.

All was well.

The moon was bright, and the stars were few. Qin Jianghe snored loudly in the inner room.

Shen Yi, on the other hand, slumped down in the outer room, entering a light sleep, but his mind remained vigilant.

And so, the night passed and dawn arrived.

Qin Jianghe rubbed his head, still heavy from the hangover, and walked out of the bedroom.

He smiled at Shen Yi and asked:

"Anything unusual?"

Shen Yi shook his head:

"No."

"Looks like no one took the bait you set."

Qin Jianghe took a deep breath:

"There's also another possibility, that none of those who were there yesterday are the mole."

Shen Yi shook his head:

"I have no obligation to help you catch an internal spy."

"It's time to teach me the saber technique."

Qin Jianghe nodded, "That's exactly what I intend to do." He took the broken saber with the dark red hilt from the wall and led the way to the courtyard.

With a clang, he drew the saber from its sheath.

"When I was young, I studied under the Wang family in Sichuan, where I was taught the Golden Saber Art. Later, I left Sichuan and went east along the river, eventually joining the Raging Tide, where I learned the essence of the Unparalleled Swift Saber and became the leader of the Broken Blade Hall."

"I've been practicing the saber for over a decade. Although I haven't fully grasped the essence of these two saber arts, I do have some superficial insights."

As Qin Jianghe spoke.

His body moved slowly, assuming a saber stance:

"This saber technique, its strikes are incomparably domineering, and its sheathing is silent. It has two images and seven changes. Watch carefully."

Qin Jianghe gave a soft shout, concealed the saber, flicked his wrist, and spun nimbly, his aura shifting!

The saber strike!

It was majestic and domineering, like a raging flood!

Continuous and unending!

Qin Jianghe did not use his inner energy. The mere demonstration of the saber technique conjured up countless saber shadows, accompanied by the whistling of the wind.

Each saber strike was like the sky collapsing.

A thunderclap.

Six saber slashes, each more ruthless than the last!

The seventh strike, however, was subdued.

It transformed from flamboyant to secretive, the killing intent condensed into a single thread. The danger seemed to dissipate, but in reality, it was the final, gathering lament!

Shen Yi's mind rose and fell with Qin Jianghe's demonstration. When he saw the exquisite parts, he couldn't help but murmur in admiration of the saber's brilliance.

Suddenly, Qin Jianghe sheathed his saber and stood still.

Fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead due to the exertion of energy.

"First, feel the imagery."

"In the following days, I will break it down for you move by move."

Shen Yi spoke:

"Does this saber technique have a name?"

Qin Jianghe pondered for a moment:

"Hidden Edge."

"Hidden Edge Saber Technique."

A ding sounded in Shen Yi's mind, and the system sent a prompt to record the martial art:

[Martial Art]: Hidden Edge Saber Technique
[Quality]: First-Rate
[Realm]: Uninitiated