Published: March 8, 2025
"Nine Calamity Sword Master? The Nine Calamity Sword Master has appeared?" Jun Luolu suddenly stood up. She knew nothing about Chu Yang, and she had never heard of the identity of the Nine Calamity Sword Master.
Young Master Wei's eyes flashed, and he gently said, "Ah Lu, there are some things… it's better if you don't know. The more you know… the more dangerous it will be."
He clasped his hands behind his back, gazing leisurely out the window: "Things like the Nine Calamity Sword Master should not involve you. This is a calamity that occurs once every ten thousand years in the Nine Heavens! If you're involved, it means death without exception!"
Jun Luolu nodded, seeming to understand.
Young Master Wei sighed lightly, his eyes becoming clear and indifferent, as though he could see through worldly affairs. He gently caught a falling leaf from outside in his palm: "The Nine Calamity Sword Masters have unified the world through generations; is it so certain? Those eyes in the dark, you dominate everything, reversing clouds and changing the weather, but… can you see me, Young Master Wei?!"
"Little Wei…" Jun Luolu looked at him with concern, suddenly feeling that today's Young Master Wei was very strange. His speech and demeanor were markedly different from usual.
"I'm fine." Young Master Wei smiled faintly, slowly walking to the window, watching the sky torn into pieces by white clouds, his gaze profound.
"Sword energy soaring to the sky, disrupting the Nine Heavens; yet it allowed me to break through decades of stagnation. One day of enlightenment cured all my ailments, and I advanced to saint level second tier! What do you want? Do you want me to assist the Nine Calamity Sword Master?"
Young Master Wei muttered to himself, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. A strand of black hair fell over his forehead, cascading over his smooth jade-like face, giving this young man in a blue robe an unexpectedly lazy and elegant charm.
"But I, Young Master Wei, am not someone to be manipulated!" Young Master Wei snorted: "If you cannot earn my recognition by your own abilities, even if you are the Nine Calamity Sword Master… so what?"
After a moment's thought, he slowly said, "Order the forces of Anzhuzhu in the Central Three Heavens to pay attention to the war and remain still. If we can avoid this chaos, then do not participate!"
Luolu agreed softly.
"The major noble families in the Central Three Heavens are already in disarray; if the underworld also becomes chaotic, then the Central Three Heavens are truly finished." Young Master Wei said calmly: "In a day or two, your sister may also emerge from seclusion. It’s best if she stays stationed at headquarters…"
Young Master Wei's eyes were filled with worry: "With the Central Three Heavens in such turmoil, it is impossible for the Three Heavens not to intervene. Bamboo and I must split and manage both sides."
"Alright!"
"I'll go see what exactly is happening." Young Master Wei turned around, still undecided, and said with concern: "If the Nine Calamity Sword Master makes his appearance known to the world this time, it may be revealed too early… Why is that?"
He took the information from Jun Luolu's hand, glanced at it, and with a flick of his sleeve, his figure flashed like a green shadow and vanished without a trace.
Jun Luolu sighed helplessly, thinking to herself, you strictly ordered Anzhuzhu not to participate, but you yourself jumped into it eagerly, isn't that contradictory?
…………
The night was as dark as ink, yet exuded an aura of killing and bloodshed.
Ao Xieyun was covered in blood, with severe injuries on his chest and back. His legs were a bloody mess, his shoulder shattered, and his right leg was broken, dangling limply. He could barely cling to Rui Butong's back to avoid falling off.
He was using all his willpower to keep himself from passing out.
"Put me down! Throw me away!" Ao Xieyun kept pleading and shouting, anxiously saying, "They only want to kill me! Just let me go, you bastard! Let me go, and you all quickly leave!"