Sword Wielder

Zhang Xuezhou was eyeing the meat in other people's bowls, but he himself was also being eyed.

Neither Dou Shisan nor Dou Shisi could defend Huo Qubing's residence. After Dou Shisan left, having been sent by Zhang Xuezhou to deliver a message, Dou Shisi was clearly even less capable of defending the mansion.

Ultimately, the role of security guards is to keep out honest people, not scoundrels; they are equally helpless when it comes to those who like to drill holes in walls.

Zhang Xuezhou felt certain that his residence had fallen again.

He usually didn't care about Huo Qubing messing around, but things were different now. Zhang Xuezhou had indeed hidden some things in the mansion that couldn't be touched.

The new emperor's large Heaven and Earth couldn't hold the Red Empyrean Sword, so Zhang Xuezhou's Lesser Heaven and Earth Bag was even less likely to be able to.

He had placed the Red Empyrean Sword under the bed, while the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root and the Fish Intestine Sword were soaking in a water vat.

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't worried about strangers sneaking into his mansion to steal; he hadn't lived there much in the past year, so he couldn't bear the thought of being robbed after just a few days back. What worried Zhang Xuezhou was acquaintances causing trouble.

Normal adults wouldn't do such things, but there are also minors involved.

"It's over!"

Rushing back to the mansion in a panic, Zhang Xuezhou found the lid of the water vat overturned, and heard a creaking sound like teeth grinding coming from his bedroom on the second floor.

"Huo Qubing, you little brat... don't you dare rummage through my things!"

Zhang Xuezhou cursed, but then suddenly remembered Huo Qubing's adoptive father. He forcibly swallowed back the curse, lest the new emperor mention the big calf when settling accounts in the future.

He shouted, and then heard a flurry of activity from the second floor, followed by a sudden flash of red light.

What did you do?

Zhang Xuezhou shouted and leaped forward.

Instead of taking the stairs, he jumped over the eaves to reach the second floor.

Opening the Tongfeng window, Zhang Xuezhou saw Huo Qubing holding the Fish Intestine Sword in his left hand and the Red Empyrean Sword in his right, while stepping on a section of Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root, sawing it back and forth like a piece of wood.

"You... you... you... you..."

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the severed jade lotus root and then at the straight Red Empyrean Sword in Huo Qubing's hand. He hesitated to step forward for a moment.

"Put your sword away right now!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuezhou quickly urged Huo Qubing to sheathe his sword.

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou leaning against the window, Huo Qubing glanced at the long sword in his hand that had just emitted a blinding red light as it cut through the lotus root.

He pursed his lips and offered a dry explanation.

"Master Dongfang, you know I lost my father when I was young, and I've never eaten lotus root in my life. I just wanted to have a bite of lotus root here. I didn't mean to rummage through your house; I was genuinely hungry and just looking for something to eat!"

After offering a weak explanation, Huo Qubing awkwardly raised his sword.

"Don't move around, don't touch me!"

Zhang Xuezhou let out a soft cry, followed by a creaking sound as the old wooden bed in the bedroom collapsed under the weight.

My nanmu wood bed!

Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed in surprise.

It wasn't that he was stingy with a bed, but rather that the bed's cuts were too neat; the two-meter-wide wooden bed was smoothly divided into two parts.

This means the bed was struck with extremely rapid speed, as lightly as a cleaver cutting through tofu.

The old wooden bed didn't even have time to react before it collapsed as they spoke.

A chill ran through him; he felt as if the sword had struck his own neck.

Before the pain even began, the head had already flown off; that's probably what it felt like to be killed by the Red Empyrean Sword.

This feeling sent a chill down Zhang Xuezhou's spine, and it also prompted Huo Qubing to quickly sheath his sword.

Don't blame me if your bed is broken; I didn't touch it!

Huo Qubing offered a defense, then twirled his longsword to indicate that his limbs were only so long and he couldn't possibly use his sword to chop Zhang Xuezhou's bed for fun.

Only after Zhang Xuezhou urged him again did Huo Qubing start searching for his sword sheath, which he couldn't find anywhere.

"Creak!"

Another strange noise came. Zhang Xuezhou looked at Huo Qubing, who was frantically searching for the sword sheath. His eyes widened slightly, and then the broken bed and Huo Qubing's body swayed, and the wooden floor on the second floor collapsed.

"Help!"

Huo Qubing cried out in surprise.

He glanced hopefully at Zhang Xuezhou, then fell off the bed along with him.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou were to recover his Law Power and rescue Huo Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't dare to get close.

"Murder! That dagger stabbed me in the thigh! I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding so much! I'm going to die!"

When Huo Qubing's shout came from the first floor, Zhang Xuezhou quickly jumped down from under the eaves.

Upon opening the door to the first-floor room, Zhang Xuezhou saw Huo Qubing crammed together with his bed and wooden planks. The Fish Intestine Sword, which had been lying on the floor earlier, was now embedded in Huo Qubing's thigh.

If we take the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root as a reference, the Fish Intestine Sword, which can't even cut the lotus root, is useless.

However, if you use this sword to cut anything else, you will find that the sharpness of the Fish Intestine Sword is rarely matched by any other sword or knife. Even a slight collision or fall can easily pierce through the thigh of this simple, thin-bladed sword.

"Help me, I promise I'll never touch your things again!"

Huo Qubing shouted, clearly startled as well.

But despite his cries, he didn't panic, lose his composure, or break down in tears; instead, he continued to plead for help.

"Put that sword away, put it away now!"

Zhang Xuezhou would never gamble on the unpredictability of the Red Empyrean Sword.

A limp Red Empyrean Sword is nothing but a useless piece of trash, but a fully erect Red Empyrean Sword is extremely dangerous.

He was regarded as an enemy because Emperor Gaozu sacrificed the Red Empyrean Sword to him at Fengxize.

Even though Emperor Gaozu's target was Emperor Qin, he still performed numerous sword sacrifices afterward, so he was genuinely afraid of any lingering effects.

"The scabbard is here, I've already sheathed my sword. This short sword is stuck in my leg, embedded in the wooden board. I can't get up, please, someone help me!"

"Don't draw your sword yet, wait until I cast my spell!"

"This sword is so hard to even cut lotus root, and it pricks my leg like it's cutting tofu. It's my nemesis!"

"You're my nemesis!"

Huo Qubing called out twice, and Zhang Xuezhou replied with a few irritated words, having no choice but to seriously mobilize the little Law Power he had left.

"You should be glad I recently got married, otherwise you would have bled to death!"

The Law Power of the Supreme Purity True Technique fell.

Regardless of Huo Qubing's age, whether he had enough physical strength to expend, or whether it would lead to future problems, such emergency treatment was unavoidable.

"How did you manage to use that sword?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"That's how I used it, you saw me use it... It hurts so much... Pull the sword out of my leg, don't try to sneak up on me!"

Zhang Xuezhou casually asked Huo Qubing a question. As Huo Qubing continued to defend himself, Zhang Xuezhou gently pulled with his left hand, and the Fish Intestine Sword was pulled out of Huo Qubing's thigh with extreme speed.

As Huo Qubing's pain began to subside, he almost rolled his eyes. He felt that Zhang Xuezhou was acting like a monster again, not treating him like a weak young boy at all.

"If you speak more clearly, my healing of the wound will be smoother, and the bleeding will stop and the wound will heal faster. If you don't speak clearly, I'll start thinking about things, and thinking about things will cause my spells to be less clear, which will slow down the healing process. Think about it carefully again, how did you use that sword?"

Zhang Xuezhou slowly and deliberately repeated his explanation, trying to make the traumatized patient understand what he was saying. He also emphasized repeatedly that Huo Qubing would not have many opportunities to describe things clearly.

"How should I put it about using a sword? I just pulled out the sword you kept under the bed and used it... Ah~"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't believe it, while Huo Qubing felt that such a thing was simply impossible to describe in detail.

If Zhang Xuezhou asked him what moves he used after taking the longsword, Huo Qubing could explain in detail the moves taught by Zhufu Yan, which specialized in both upper and lower body techniques, such as "Monkey Plucking the Moon," "Immortal Pointing the Way," and "Poisonous Python Emerging from its Cave."

However, Huo Qubing couldn't explain in detail how to use that dark red sword.

He repeated himself several times before Zhang Xuezhou reluctantly believed that he had simply drawn his sword and then used a sharper one to cut the lotus root.