I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

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Feng Zejian stood before the snow-white katana.

"So this is the famous sword - Frost Snow?"

"Yes."

Feng Zejian raised his hand to stroke the chains, and the next second the chains were covered in frost and began to crumble.

As Feng Ze drew the Frost and Snow Blade, he could clearly feel the chill emanating from it.

With a casual swing, the chains on all the famous swords were covered with a layer of frost, and then shattered.

The seals on all the famous swords were broken, and the swords revealed their true forms.

Shuangxue was a beautiful woman, all white-skinned, wearing a white kimono with blue trim, and she looked somewhat cold.

Qiu Shui was also a woman, and naturally quite beautiful, the kind of girl from a modest family.

Jianmu is a composed-looking man who appears rather quiet.

Chi Huo is quite tall and has a rather imposing appearance.

Duanhun gives off a somewhat gloomy vibe, with his long, side-parted hair covering his left eye.

The five famous swords faced the crowd, still harboring deep hostility.

Feng Zejian tilted his head and looked at the five famous swords.

"I released you, and you don't even give us a kind look?"

The five famous swords looked at each other, their expressions softening somewhat.

Looking at his former colleagues, Feng Sha was filled with mixed emotions.

Feng Zejian said with a serious expression:

"You are able to survive thanks to the sandstorms and also because you were born at a good time."

“If you are obedient, I will find you a good master. If you still want to avenge your master who has been dead for who knows how many years, then I don’t mind if you go to hell to keep them company.”

This was not a threat from Feng Zejian, but simply a statement.

Frost and snow surveyed the wind and marshland.

"Can I come with you?"

Frost and Snow could sense that she and Wind and Ze had a very good compatibility.

Feng Zejian glanced at Shuangxue.

"I have a knife now. Let's make other plans."

Frosty brows furrowed.

"Don't worry, your new master will be even more compatible with you than I am."

Hearing this, Shuangxue felt a little better.

To be honest, these famous swords have long been locked down, but after being locked down for so long, they inevitably harbor some resentment.

Kazema had already made up his mind. He would give the Frost Snow to Kasahara Koshika, since the two had a friendship and her birth mother was the Snow Woman.

It's better for Shuangxue to follow her than to follow herself.

Qiushui followed Mei, and having a famous sword would better protect the shrine and others.

As for the Soul-Severing Sword, Feng Zejian plans to give it to Twelve Nights as a farewell gift. She will be dealing with ghosts and monsters more often when she enters and exits dungeons, and having the Soul-Severing Sword will provide her with an extra layer of security.

As for Jianmu and Chihuo, let's put those two swords aside for now.

After all, it's a famous sword, so it's definitely going to benefit our own people, not outsiders.

Looking at the five swords, Feng Zejian had some thoughts in mind.

"You lot, turn me into a knife exhibition tomorrow, don't even think about running away."

Feng Sha explained, "They can't escape. Thousand Blade Pavilion is a very special place. Once they leave, they won't turn into humans. Very few can leave this place and maintain their human form. Apart from Big Sister, I haven't seen any other swords that can take human form without relying on this place or the power of their user."

Feng Zejian nodded slightly.

"That makes things much simpler."

The addition of these famous swords gave Feng Zejian some other thoughts.

Most of our partners will be here tomorrow, so Qiandaoge might as well just hold an exhibition.

Let's show these humans the true power of the Thousand Blades Pavilion.

Therefore, everyone started working in the evening.

Arrange the sample knives and display knives in their proper positions.

Five famous swordsmen chatted late at night.

Blazing Fire couldn't help but sigh:

"I never thought we'd see the light of day again."

Jianmu calmly replied:

"In the end, we were just overestimating ourselves. The gap between us and her is still too big."

Duanhun wasn't in much interest. "You guys keep chatting, I'm going to sleep first."

Frost and snow, and autumn water, didn't utter a sound at all.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Feng Zejian was awakened by the noise outside.

Feng Zejian opened the door, glanced inside, and then immediately closed it again.

I instantly snapped back to reality. There were so many people! There were at least several hundred.

Feng Zejian was certain that this was not someone from the Thousand Blades Pavilion.

There were far more people here than I had imagined.

In Feng Zejian's expectations, there would be at most a few dozen people.

Feng Zejian quickly put on his clothes.

The people from the Thousand Blades Pavilion have already begun to greet people.

At this time, most of the attention is focused on the exhibition area.

Even the most basic sample knives in the exhibition area are many times better than the knives outside.

Not to mention those demon swords that haven't yet taken form, but this time the main characters are, without exception, five famous swords.

This number might be hard to grasp; even just one is a testament to the wealth and resources of a major family.

The characteristic of famous swords is that they become stronger the longer they are kept, but this longevity is predicated on them being worshipped and used.

Famous swords can also be enhanced by offerings of incense or similar items.

A demon sword isn't entirely unacceptable, but any family that worships a demon sword might become tainted by its evil aura, causing the entire family to become abnormal.

The more people came, the more popular the knife exhibition became, but the more disheartened the first few people who came became.

It wasn't just those few people who were discussing business; even the younger generation looked at Shiranui Ran with a hint of resentment.

Chapter 379 Head of the Shiranui Clan - Shiranui Flame

That famous sword, Blazing Fire, was something that Shiranui Akari coveted to death.

The rest of you should go back and figure out what to say; just push all the blame onto Shiranui Ran.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Shiranui family will sever ties with Shiranui Ran.

It's not for any other reason; this famous sword, Blazing Fire, was once a family heirloom of the Shiranui clan, and this is documented in historical records.

The family heirloom was right in front of them, yet they couldn't even touch it. This was absolute agony for the Shiranui family.

But that didn't stop them from having a burning gaze.

Just then, the blazing fire was picked up by a hand.

The Shiranui family members looked over and saw that the owner of that hand was none other than Kazesawa.

Feng Zejian gestured for everyone to step back.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will now demonstrate the power of this famous sword."

Everyone stepped back, making way for an open space.

They also wanted to see the power of the famous sword.

In an instant, the blazing blade burst into flames, the temperature of which was exceptionally high.

Feng Zejian swung his sword towards the sky, and a fiery cloud stretching for a thousand meters appeared in the clouds—a true fiery cloud.

It should be noted that this was just an ordinary wave of the wind.

The members of the Shiranui clan dared not imagine how terrifying the power of this sword would be if they held it in their hands.

A blazing fire is raised high amidst the wind and marsh.

"There are not many famous swords in existence, and our Thousand Swords Pavilion alone possesses six of them. This is the foundation of our Thousand Swords Pavilion. We, the Thousand Swords Pavilion, are presenting these famous swords with sincerity, and we also hope to see your sincerity in return."

"We really didn't expect so many people to come today. There's something we need to inform you all in advance: Thousand Blades Pavilion will only take a portion of the guests who come here seeking cooperation. As for our standards, do I need to elaborate?"

The highest bidder wins; this is not a difficult thing to understand.

At that moment, the head of the Shiranui family walked over.

He had just arrived, and he saw the fiery clouds in the sky—a sight he was all too familiar with.

Originally, he was there to clean up the mess left by Shiranui Ran, that unfilial descendant, but now he has an additional task: to retrieve the Shiranui family's heirloom.

A terrifying pressure spread out, and the people around made way for the head of the Shiranui family.

The head of the Shiranui family wore only a thin, wide robe on his upper body, his chest exposed. He was 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a square face, a signature red mustache, and short, red hair sticking up to the sky. He looked somewhat upright and unyielding, exuding a powerful aura.

The head of the Shiranui family looked at Kazesawa, who was holding a blazing fire in his hand.

"Boy, what you're holding is our Shiranui family heirloom. Can you give it back to me?"

Feng Zejian raised an eyebrow, a playful look on his face, and asked in return, "You say so."

You can name your conditions.

Feng Zejian confirmed, "Anything can be mentioned?"

"of course."

Feng Zejian thought for a moment. "Let's forget it. You can't meet my requirements."

"Moreover, these five famous swords are only exhibits for this event and will not be included in the subsequent distribution."

The head of the Shiranui family quietly watched Feng Zejian.

"May I have your name."

Feng Zejian slightly curled the corners of his lips, looking directly at the head of the Shiranui family with utter indifference.

Like a proud and unruly youth, daring to look directly at the sun.

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking this question?"

“I’m not joking, this knife is a family heirloom.”

Feng Zejian nodded. "Yes, the whole world belongs to you."

"Kid, I gave you a chance."

The head of the Shiranui family was engulfed in terrifying heat.

The wind and swamp remained completely still.

It's hard to imagine that the Shiranui clan members are all a bunch of idiots.

As long as the flames on his body touch him, he can openly and legitimately take action.

Of course, he couldn't handle it on his own, but he's not the only one here.

Suzumiya Yuki slowly drew her sword, Yoru Ue, while the Totsuka sisters also prepared to unleash their power, their eyes cold.