Published: March 7, 2025
CHAPTER 136: Who Took Advantage?
Before long, Chu Yang carved out a sparkling "Iron Apple," exquisite in its details, and placed it on the table with a heavy "thud."
"Brother Chu, this... this is too valuable!" Mo Chengyu genuinely hesitated to accept this priceless treasured sword on behalf of Mo Qingwu. Mo Qingwu was still young, barely nine and a half years old, and Chu Yang gifting such a precious sword seemed like an utter waste to Mo Chengyu, who was family.
"This sword... is more than just that..." Chu Yang smiled mysteriously, holding the hilt upside down and offering it to Mo Chengyu.
Mo Chengyu's hands trembled slightly. Despite being a throne expert, he had never seen such a divine weapon in his life. He received the sword with a sense of reverence, as if on a pilgrimage...
The sword felt weightless in his hands. After a while, he realized something was off: this sword... seemed to have no weight at all?
He weighed it in his hands and confirmed it was no more than a pound!
In disbelief, he stared at the sword and suddenly asked with a trembling voice, “Could it be... could it be Crimson Cloud Steel?!!” His breath quickened as he looked at the mysterious red glow swirling around the blade... Mo Chengyu almost fainted!
"That's right, not only is it Crimson Cloud Steel, but it also contains Star Iron," Chu Yang said solemnly. "Senior Mo, you should know the intention behind me gifting this sword to little Wu."
"No, no! This is too precious!" Mo Chengyu jumped up as if scalded, his lips quivering and stumbling over his words, as if he had springs under him.
Though he protested that it was too valuable, he couldn't bear to part with the sword in his hands.
Priceless? This was more than just priceless! This was the greatest treasured sword throughout history! In that moment, Mo Chengyu felt utterly flustered.
Heaven and earth, could such a sword truly exist in this world?
"This is a gift for little Wu!" Chu Yang frowned and reiterated, "Senior Mo, you should understand my intention in gifting this sword!"
Mo Chengyu shivered and finally regained his composure from his excitement. He said seriously, "What do you mean?"
"I don’t want little Wu to suffer any grievances after returning to the family!" Chu Yang looked deeply into Mo Chengyu's eyes. "This sword is a matter of destiny; it bears little Wu's name! I hope this sword can accompany her! I absolutely do not want to see this sword in someone else's hands one day!"
"Rest assured, as long as I, Mo Chengyu, have breath in me, this sword will only be in the young lady's hands and will never fall into someone else's!" Mo Chengyu stood up and said solemnly.
"That includes your Mo family." Chu Yang quietly added.
"Her name is on it?" Mo Chengyu, realizing this, leaned in to take a closer look and saw that the hilt was finely engraved with: Stardream Graceful Dance, dedicating everything to the mundane world!
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this really a matter of destiny?"
Given the hardness of Star Iron and Crimson Cloud Steel, Mo Chengyu had no doubt this was orchestrated by Chu Yang; not even at his peak would he have been able to leave even a hairline mark on this sword!
"Give it to me, give it to me..." Mo Qingwu stretched out her small hands, the little loli eager and impatient.
"Here you go." Chu Yang snatched the sword from Mo Chengyu's hands and handed it directly to Mo Qingwu.
"Ah, be careful not to cut yourself..." Mo Chengyu shouted anxiously; a cut from such a sword would be no small matter—before one knew it, they could lose their wrist...
"Women from martial arts families can play with swords without cutting themselves?" Chu Yang looked at Mo Chengyu with disdain.
"Uh..." Mo Chengyu was well aware of this. Even if Mo Qingwu was only nine, she wouldn't cut herself even if she held this sword at three years old. But at that moment, his mind was in such turmoil he couldn't think of that.
I actually saw Crimson Cloud Steel today!
Mo Chengyu rubbed his face until it was red, then dazedly asked, "Am I dreaming?"