Falling Moon Cave on Falling Moon Peak

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Before Yang Yi subdued Lu Qianshan yesterday, Lu Qianshan had mentioned some secret.

Yang Yi had not thought the man possessed any earthshaking secret. Then one thing after another had happened, and he had forgotten all about it.

Now that Lu Qianshan brought it up again, Yang Yi was intrigued. "Let's hear it."

Lu Qianshan smiled and handed over his sword. "My lord, what do you think of this sword?"

Yang Yi glanced at him, took the longsword, drew it from its sheath, and inspected it carefully, but could not make out anything special about it.

After all, he had only entered the martial world not long ago. Though he had cultivated three martial skills at Qiao Family Fort, he had never dealt with weapons before, so naturally he could not judge the quality of this sword.

Lu Qianshan had come prepared and took out another longsword. "This sword is forged from Hundred-Forged Iron. Though it cannot be called a divine weapon, it is still an excellent blade. My lord may as well test the power of these two swords yourself and see what differs between them."

Yang Yi glanced at him but did not take the sword. Instead, he tossed Lu Qianshan's sword back to him. "You attack."

Holding the sword, Lu Qianshan immediately said, "This subordinate will attack with the same amount of strength. My lord may feel the difference carefully."

As he spoke, he suddenly thrust his sword at Yang Yi.

Almost at the same instant, Yang Yi activated Mountain Suppression. The qi and blood throughout his body condensed at the point of impact, forming a palm-sized, solid shield outside his body.

The sword tip pierced half an inch into the shield before stopping!

Lu Qianshan's eyes widened. Though he had not used his full strength in that strike, he had used sixty percent of it. They were both Lan Blood; no matter what, the strike should not have dealt so little damage.

What dense, refined qi and blood—its defensive power was terrifying.

He had no doubt that even if he went all out, he still might not be able to harm Yang Yi in the slightest before such a qi-and-blood shield.

Quickly suppressing his shock, Lu Qianshan switched swords and thrust again. "My lord, be careful!"

This strike landed in the same spot, but Yang Yi raised his brows and stared fixedly at the sword tip.

Although this strike still failed to break Mountain Suppression's defense, it pierced more than an inch in—far deeper than before.

Yang Yi raised a hand and snatched Lu Qianshan's sword back. He slightly circulated his qi and blood, tested the blade with his finger, then examined the other sword in the same manner. He could clearly sense that, compared to the other sword, Lu Qianshan's personal sword was sharper.

And that was not all.

"This sword... has a blood-breaking effect?"

The qi and blood he had condensed himself appeared more fragile before Lu Qianshan's sword, which was why that strike had seemed so much stronger.

"My lord truly has eyes like torches!" Lu Qianshan promptly laid on the flattery.

Yang Yi thought, If such an obvious comparison still failed to reveal the problem, I really would be blind.

"What material was your sword forged from?" Yang Yi asked.

Lu Qianshan shook his head. "It is not a matter of material. My sword was also forged from Hundred-Forged Iron; there is no difference between it and the other one."

"Oh?" Yang Yi raised his brows. "Then is it a matter of the person? Do you know some master blacksmith?"

"That is not it either. This is the secret this subordinate wished to tell my lord." Lu Qianshan turned to look outside. "Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The timing is just right. If my lord does not mind, could you accompany this subordinate? I will reveal the mystery shortly."

"Lead the way."

The two left Falling Moon Market and headed straight for a nearby mountain. Along the way, Lu Qianshan said, "Does my lord know why this place is called Falling Moon Market?"

"Is there some old tale behind it?" Yang Yi followed three paces behind Lu Qianshan, unconcerned that he might have some sinister scheme.

Lu Qianshan had already taken the Bloodbane Pill. Unless he no longer wanted to live, he would not dare act against Yang Yi.

Lu Qianshan said, "Legend has it that the radiance of a falling moon often appeared here. When the moonlight descended, Falling Moon Peak would bathe in moonlight, magnificent and strange beyond compare. Some had even seen wondrous scenes within it—people flying back and forth in the sky, countless rare treasures and strange beasts. When the moonlight fell, an unusual fragrance would also spread through the air, driving wild grass into mad growth. If a person took even one breath of it, he could live a hundred years free of illness and calamity."

"Falling Moon Peak?"

"That mountain ahead." Lu Qianshan pointed at the peak before them. The direction they were traveling in was precisely Falling Moon Peak.

"It is because of these tales that this place came to be called Falling Moon Market."

"You said yourself they are only tales. Tales are often untrustworthy."

"My lord speaks wisely."

Lu Qianshan was eager to perform well before Yang Yi, and he moved swiftly. In the time it took to speak, they had already reached Falling Moon Peak.

He led Yang Yi to a certain spot before stopping. "My lord, please follow me."

With that, he leaped forward, and his body suddenly vanished.

Only then did Yang Yi see that there was a pit here, black as ink and too deep to see the bottom. Lu Qianshan's voice soon came from below. "My lord, you may come down now."

Yang Yi focused his gaze and listened carefully. After confirming there was no problem, he leaped down as well, silently circulating his qi and blood in preparation for any mishap.

From outside, the opening had looked small, but the pit was extremely deep. By the time Yang Yi landed on solid ground, he vaguely felt that he was about twenty zhang below the surface.

Lu Qianshan stood beside him.

Yang Yi's attention was immediately drawn to a faint beam of light. It was not bright, thin and intermittent, yet it connected into a line that fell to the bottom of the pit.

Following the beam upward, Yang Yi saw the bright moon hanging in the sky at a glance.

"Legends are indeed often untrustworthy, but one part of them is true." Lu Qianshan's voice sounded beside him. "Moonlight really does fall upon Falling Moon Peak, but it can only be seen here."

Though this strange sight was not especially spectacular, no matter how he looked at it, it was unnatural.

Yang Yi soon noticed a stone at the bottom of the pit. It seemed to have been placed there by human hands, and atop it lay two weapons—a saber and a sword.

The beam of moonlight fell precisely upon the saber and sword.

Yang Yi's heart stirred. "The peculiarity of your personal sword is related to this place?"

"My lord sees clearly!" Lu Qianshan nodded. "Shi Zhongtang discovered this place by chance in his youth, but he did not know what mystery it held at the time. Only after he and I founded Golden Saber Hall and he told me of it did I explore it repeatedly and uncover its secret. Just as my lord sees now, if weapons are placed here to bathe in the moonlight, they become sharper and gain a blood-breaking effect."

"No one else discovered the strangeness of this place?" Yang Yi asked.

Lu Qianshan said, "This pit is extremely deep, and ordinary people do not dare come down. Shi Zhongtang and I also stationed people nearby to guard it, so herb gatherers do not dare approach. As for Lan Blood... what Lan Blood would come running here for no reason? Even if someone discovered the pit, if the timing was wrong, entering would be pointless."

He had wanted to report this matter to Yang Yi last night, but there had been no moon then, so reporting it would have been useless. He had simply waited until tonight to bring him here.