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In an instant, Wangchuan transformed into a weapon, which Feng Zejian grasped in his hand and held in front of Wudao Xinglong.
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, a suffocating killing intent that spread outwards.
"If you don't explain yourself clearly today, you'll die here."
Abe no Maruko and Lei Mingcun's pupils trembled. The head of the Thousand Blades Pavilion's demonic swords was actually held in the hands of this young man. This meant that the young man was human.
Perhaps they should have discovered it much earlier.
But, such a demonic sword is wielded by such a young man, what is he...?
"To my shame, before our martial arts family prospered, we were swordsmiths. The ancestor of the Fengze family was a descendant of my ancestor. Similarly, the ancestor of the Fengze family had a famous sword made from the same divine material. Because there was no time to retrieve it, it was entrusted to my ancestor for safekeeping."
"The person who commissioned the forging of these two swords owed a great debt to the ancestors of the martial arts family, so the family has always kept their promise. However, a scoundrel in the family coveted the famous swords that the benefactor had temporarily placed here. He took advantage of the family's inattention to kill the people, steal the swords, and escape. Because the place where the famous swords were stored was far from the main family's residence, they were unable to retrieve them in time."
"You're lying. It's not like we lost contact while storing it. You couldn't have sent it over all these years?"
Wudao Xinglong bowed his head.
"What I have said is all recorded in the family's last testament. As for what you have said, I do not know the reason, but it is because of the martial arts family."
"In his last instructions, our ancestor instructed his descendants to find the stolen sword and return it to its rightful owner."
"But given the current situation, it's probably no longer necessary, so I can only try my best to make amends."
Feng Zejian trembled as he held Wangchuan in his hand; only those who had truly witnessed such a scene could feel that despair.
Flowers and birds missed each other by the River of Oblivion; though they were destined to be together, their fates were worlds apart.
If this hadn't happened, the flowers and birds might have found some solace, and the River of Oblivion wouldn't have suffered so much.
At this moment, Feng Zejian remembered Wangchuan's words.
Wangchuan said that she would not blame anyone, not even herself.
Now, several hundred years later, the mistakes are no longer relevant to the flourishing of martial arts. On the contrary, the ability to remember the group's teachings and correct one's attitude is admirable.
Feng Zejian could sense that this senior was very pure.
Feng Zejian reclaimed the River of Oblivion.
"This is not your fault, senior; I was a bit too extreme."
Feng Zejian patted his forehead, realizing he had acted rashly and drawn his sword.
This is a really unwise move.
Feng Zejian revived the martial arts industry.
"Please get up, senior. I was very rude just now. I am extremely sorry for my previous rudeness."
Wu Daoxinglong remained silent, offering no response.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare, because I feel guilty.
"May I ask your full name? I need to give an explanation to my ancestors when I go back."
Feng Zejian hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Between the wind and marsh."
The one intact eye of Wu Daoxinglong was now trembling.
"Tell me, what's your name?"
“Feng Zejian is not a member of the main family, but he is indeed a member of the Feng Ze family.”
Wu Daoxinglong was incredibly excited. He knelt down, kowtowed, and trembled all over.
"It is the will of Heaven. This is the will of Heaven. Can our ancestors see this in heaven? The famous sword that was stolen back then has finally been returned to its rightful owner after a hundred years of reincarnation."
"Ancestors, you can rest in peace now."
Feng Zejian was helpless; this was another case of fate and reincarnation.
Feng Zejian then looked at the unconscious Shiranui Ran, whose face was covered in blood and grime, making it impossible to see what he looked like. It was unclear whether he was dead or not.
"Let's carry this person away; they've suffered enough."
Chapter 374 Be Sincere in Your Interpersonal Relationships
"Don't say that we, the Thousand Blades Pavilion, didn't give you a chance. You will compete fairly with the other forces that come to the Thousand Blades Pavilion and be selected based on merit."
Feng Zejian looked at this group of somewhat dejected and frustrated middle-aged people.
"Finally, I would like to advise you older folks that you should treat others with sincerity, not with status or position. You are filled with arrogance and an undisguised sense of superiority."
Feng Zejian changed the subject.
"But I still quite enjoy it, stepping on a bunch of people like you who think they are arrogant and superior, while secretly complaining about reality but being helpless."
"The people are yours, and you fought them yourself. The place is not yours. Restore it to its original state before we come back next time. The previously agreed-upon adjustment period is also canceled. You should inform others about this yourselves."
Feng Zejian didn't know what these people were thinking, but at this moment it didn't matter.
After all, what he thinks is none of his business, and Feng Zejian doesn't want to go this far. Internal cooperation and open investment promotion have their advantages and disadvantages.
While internal cooperation offers fewer, or even no, options, it at least provides peace, stability, and fewer problems.
So Feng Zejian initially intended to tolerate this, never expecting that the other party would actually treat him like an easy target.
If it weren't for Wudaoxinglong's actions just now, they would have been eliminated without any chance at all.
The latter, although it had the initiative, was also a helpless move, which was equivalent to pushing Thousand Blades Pavilion into the eye of the storm.
All Feng Zejian could do was establish a preliminary network of relationships for the Thousand Blades Pavilion before leaving.
The scene shifts, and the demon swords are once again gathered together.
Although everyone already knew, they were still somewhat at a loss when their eldest sister was openly held in Feng Zejian's arms.
Actually, Feng Zejian didn't want to either, but it was Wangchuan's request.
The voice of Wangchuan echoed in the ears of the group of demon swords.
“I will leave with you, but that doesn’t mean anything. This is my home, and you are all my family. In turn, you are the same. Even if you leave here, Thousand Blade Pavilion will still be your home.”
“In a few days, a lot of people may come here. If you find any humans you like, you can follow them. If you get tired of them, you can come back.”
"The problem facing the Thousand Blades Pavilion is its emergence into the world. Some of us must make certain sacrifices for the sake of the Thousand Blades Pavilion."
Red Scorpion interrupted Wangchuan's speech.
"Sister, stop with the nonsense. I'll do whatever you tell me to do. If others disagree, I'll beat them until they do."
The other demon swords remained silent and did not offer any rebuttal.
Wangchuan is the absolute leader and the absolute spiritual symbol of Qiandongge.
"it is good."
“Red Scorpion, White Wolf, and the others, do you have any feelings about the people you worked with before?”
Red Scorpion shook his head with a look of disgust.
"When I see that kid, I grit my teeth. I really can't get along with him."
White Wolf squinted and smiled, "I'm alright, but I don't feel much."
The others are about the same; they've only known each other for less than two days, so this situation is quite normal.
"I have nothing more to say, you can go ahead and speak."
Feng Zejian glanced at a demonic sword, a little nervous.
"Since Sister Chuan asked me to speak, I'll just say a few words."
"The Thousand Blades Pavilion is no longer able to remain aloof. It must increase its allies and strengthen its power. Those present may have to leave because of the Thousand Blades Pavilion's actions."
"As Sister Chuan said, we are not tools but family. When we are outside, we must be selfish enough to prioritize our own interests and consider the interests of Thousand Knives Pavilion while satisfying our own interests."
"The Thousand Blades Pavilion has always been a solid support for everyone. In human society, you are like children whose wings are growing strong and who are about to leave home. You have to make your own way in the world. The help that the Thousand Blades Pavilion can give you is still limited. Sister Chuan wants to see that all the eldest sisters have a good home and that everyone's value can be shown. Gold should not be hidden in the sand. Gold should shine."
"After you leave, you will represent not only yourselves, but also the Thousand Blades Pavilion. I personally hope that you will not disgrace the name of the Thousand Blades Pavilion, and most importantly, not disgrace yourselves."
"Stand tall, because you all came from the Thousand Blades Pavilion. Grit your teeth and don't forget why you all came out. The Thousand Blades Pavilion is your home, protecting you all. Now it's your turn to protect this home."
Feng Zejian didn't speak passionately; instead, his tone was calm. This wasn't a mobilization meeting, just a family gathering, where a peaceful atmosphere was essential.
This is what I tell you when you go out.
Just like when children go out to make their way in the world, they definitely need help from their families in the initial stages. Later, they can become self-sufficient and live their own lives well. If they have any surplus, they can send some home.
Build your child's confidence and encourage them to take that first step.
Suzumiya Yuki stood up.
"Xing called me, I'm going out to meet her."
Wangchuan said softly, "Red Scorpion, you go with Little Sister to pick up her friend."
Red Scorpion got up.
"Understood, eldest sister."
Red Scorpion accompanied Liang Gongxue as she left.
At this moment, several military helicopters were parked outside the bamboo forest, as this was the only place where they could land.
In her left hand she held an exquisite tin box containing fruit juice-filled gummies, a favorite of Suzumiya Yuki.
His right hand was picking at non-existent dirt under his fingernails.
She was quite nervous at that moment.
At this moment, an old man walked over; he looked very venerable.
"Xiao Xing, where is that place you mentioned?"
Kiritani An glanced at the old man, somewhat impatiently.
"Old man, I'm not in a hurry, but you're getting anxious. If you can wait, then get on the helicopter and get out of here."
The old man sighed.
"You really are a little madman, you even insult me."
“I’ve been like this since birth. I’ll curse anyone I don’t like. It’s just that you’re not my relative, otherwise I would definitely put you in a nursing home and pay for your inability to take care of yourself.”
The old man remained silent for a moment.
"Since we're just waiting anyway, let's chat and relax."
"Let the fart go."
"Is your channel reliable? The information I received is not like this."
Kiritani Anzu was deep in thought.
“She wouldn’t lie to me. If this cooperation goes through, I want five transport planes, ten fighter jets, and thirty reconnaissance drones.”
The old man's face was ashen.
"You crazy girl, you really dare to ask for this."
Kiritani An snorted coldly.
"Then go back now."
The old man straightened up. Since he was already here, there was no reason for him to go back.
Red Scorpion and Liang Gongxue emerged from the bamboo forest.
Kiritani An's eyebrows relaxed, but then she frowned again.
Red Wolf was also taken aback when he saw the old man and the boy followed by several large creatures.
"Little sister, what is that?"
"A helicopter is a tool that can fly in the sky."
Chapter 375 Totsuka Yuuka's Little Secret
Kiritani An crossed her arms and said coldly, "Is your leg broken? Why are you only arriving now?"