After chatting for a while, the room fell silent. Zhang Xuan raised his wine cup and activated his Eye of Insight to scan the surroundings discreetly.
A moment later, a strange look appeared on his face.
Aside from the Spirit Gathering Formation, there were no other mechanisms or formations.
Didn't Hu Yaoyao want to get into trouble with him?
Why didn't he prepare anything?
Did he really think that he would be unlucky just because he had nothing?
"Teacher, look over there!"
Just as Zhang Xuan was perplexed, Luo Qiqi's voice suddenly sounded.
Following her finger, there was a two-meter-tall weapon rack at the side of the hall. A pale yellow shield hung on top of it. The edges of the shield were covered in old paste. It was obvious that it had been around for a long time.
"It's probably a decoration!"
Looking at the shape of the weapon rack, it should be used to decorate the environment. Many large clans would have it in their living rooms. It was not a big deal to use it to show off one's strength.
"I have studied Wu Yangzi laoshi's books, and according to the historical records, he had forged a total of 124 weapons in his lifetime. Among them, there were 17 shield-like weapons, and one of them was the 【Bronze Flaming Moon Shield】. There was a strange flaming moon inscribed on its surface, and it had a unique shape similar to the one before us..."
Luo Qiqi frowned.
"Flaming Moon Shield?" Zhang Xuan looked over.
Although they were quite far away from the two of them, with their eyesight, they could easily see that the shield not far away was indeed engraved with a blazing moon that looked like a scorching sun. Its shape was also different from a normal shield. It was like an irregular hexagon, and it exuded a strange aura.
"You mean … this is the Bronze Flaming Moon Shield?"
Zhang Xuan asked.
"En!" Luo Qiqi nodded. She stood up and walked to the corner of the hall. Soon, she arrived before the shield and took a closer look at it.
The more he looked, the graver his expression became.
Zhang Xuan also looked over. It had to be said that although this shield looked ancient, the craftsmanship was extremely complicated. According to his understanding of smithing, the forging method was indeed very similar to the Zither Forging Method.
"Eye of Insight!"
The patterns on the shield wriggled, and the general situation of the shield immediately appeared in front of him.
"It's really left behind by Wu Yangzi …"
Zhang Xuan was taken aback.
He thought it was just a fake, but he didn't expect it to be real.
"It's said that Wu Yangzi laoshi forged the Blazing Bronze Moon Shield to commemorate his late wife, and it has never been sold before. I thought that it had disappeared along with his old residence, but to think that it would appear here …"
Luo Qiqi could not help but sigh in amazement. Before she could finish, she clenched her fists tightly and said, "Looks like senior Yaoyao definitely knows where the old residence is. In fact, she might even have obtained this thing from there!"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
If the artifact had never been sold before, it was very likely that it was hidden in the old manor, and Hu Yaoyao had even gone there and obtained it.
"A sword!"
After examining the shield, Luo Qiqi was just about to return when she suddenly froze once more.
Not too far away, there was a sword hanging on the wall. Due to the weapon rack blocking his view earlier, he didn't notice it. Only when he walked over did he notice it.
Just like the shield, the sword exuded an ancient aura. It was obvious that it had been around for a long time. Luo Qiqi walked up to it, and the more she looked at it, the deeper her frown became.
Then, he took it off the wall.
"What's wrong? Was this sword forged by Wu Yangzi as well?"
Knowing that his student wouldn't touch another person's belongings, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask. "Un.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be the 'Blazing Moon Sword' that Elder Wu Yangzi left for his daughter. This sword has never been sold before, and if there's a blazing moon emblem on it, it means that it's the real deal … "
After explaining, Luo Qiqi grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it lightly.
Huala!
A cold glint flashed in the surroundings, and a chilling aura tore at one's skin, leaving one's body stiffening.
"Good sword!"
Zhang Xuan nodded in approval. Even though this sword wasn't on par with his Glacier Rain Sword, it was still an extraordinary sword that had reached the pinnacle realm.
"There's indeed a Blazing Moon Sword …"
Luo Qiqi's gaze fell on the sword, and delight surfaced on her fair face.
However, before she could fully express her delight, the sword suddenly buzzed softly.
Weng!
As if sentient, the sword let out a furious roar.
"This is bad!"
Hearing that voice, Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed. He hurriedly got to his feet and rushed forward. However, as swift as he was, he was still too late.
Luo Qiqi's body swayed weakly, and she nearly fell to the ground.
Zhang Xuan hurriedly used his zhenqi to support her. Placing his finger on her sword, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"It's fortunate that it's just an ordinary coma …"
Ever since Zhang Xuan arrived, he had been fearing that Hu Yaoyao would play some tricks on him, so he had remained seated on the spot. He had thought that Hu Yaoyao would surely set up some kind of formation or mechanism, but who could have known that she would actually place something in the sword to knock Luo Qiqi unconscious?
Knowing that her condition wasn't severe, Zhang Xuan tapped his finger lightly on the sword a few times before taking the Blazing Moon Sword into his hand to take a closer look.
"There's no poison. I was attacked by the other spirit within the sword. I didn't think that this sword would have the ability to jolt one's soul!"
Powerful artifacts all had their own unique effects. For example, the Bronze Gong that he had seen in the Spirit Emporium possessed the ability to obliterate one's soul.
With a single strike of the Bronze Gong, both one's physical body and soul would suffer severe damage.
This Blazing Moon Sword, on the other hand, possessed the ability to jolt one's soul. When Luo Qiqi touched it with her hand, she was attacked by the spirit within the sword, and due to a moment of carelessness, she fainted.
"Come out!"
Realizing what was going on, Zhang Xuan moved his hand and placed Luo Qiqi on a table not too far away. Then, he harrumphed coldly.
Even if an ownerless artifact did possess offensive capabilities, it wouldn't be too powerful. For example, even though he had made countless artifacts in the Spirit Emporium acknowledge him as their master, he was still unable to stand against Wei Changfeng.
Even though the Blazing Moon Sword was a Transcendent Mortal 9-dan artifact, and the spirit within it was something that even a Transcendent Mortal 9-dan expert would find difficult to tame, it was still impossible for it to knock Luo Qiqi unconscious.
Most likely, Hu Yaoyao had used some unknown means.
Making use of the fact that the two of them were trying to find Wu Yangzi's old residence, Hu Yaoyao intentionally used the shield to attract their attention. While their minds were shaken, she launched an attack on them, and that was how she succeeded!
From the looks of it, Hu Yaoyao was trying to lure them into a trap, but Luo Qiqi was the first to notice it.
Since it was a trap, she would surely be hiding in the surroundings to observe them discreetly. Otherwise, wouldn't it be completely ineffective?
"It's no wonder why you were able to make so many of our student factions suffer. Zhang Shi sure has sharp eyes!"
Not too long later, a light chuckle sounded. The door to the room opened, and Hu Yaoyao's slender figure walked in.
She was dressed in a purplish-red dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure perfectly.
Be it her appearance or her clothes, she seemed to have put in a lot of effort to dress up. Compared to the previous night, she looked even more beautiful and alluring.
"If a Grade-5 student were to make a move on a freshman, wouldn't your reputation be tarnished?"
Zhang Xuan shot a glance at Hu Yaoyao.
"Reputation? I invited you to my banquet out of goodwill, but you took my sword so casually. If word were to spread, I'm afraid that your reputation would be tarnished! "
Hu Yaoyao walked up to Hu Yaoyao, and a faint fragrance wafted into her nose.
It was no wonder why they called her a demon. Her every movement was reminiscent of a vixen, tugging at one's heartstrings and seducing one's soul.
With just a single command from her, there would surely be many master teachers in the academy willing to lay down their lives for her.
However, while her charm might work on others, it didn't affect Zhang Xuan in the slightest. Shaking his head, he looked at Hu Yaoyao nonchalantly.
"Junior, it's not too much for me to take a look at something good, right? On the other hand, you intentionally hid by the side despite inviting me over. It's clear that you are up to no good! Alright, I'll get straight to the point. The reason why I agreed to come over today is to ask you where Elder Wu Yangzi's old residence is. "
"Hmm?"
Hu Yaoyao had thought that even with the Cosmos Bridge realm cultivator's attire and her bewitching words, even if the other party didn't succumb to her charm, he would at least be on the verge of collapse. Yet, not only was the other party completely fine, he even questioned her.
Not only was she a terpsichorean, she was also a demonic tunist. Even a Transcendent Mortal 9-dan expert would find it hard to withstand the combination of the two. How could this fellow be completely fine?
"As long as you agree to my conditions, I'll tell you about the old residence!"
Hu Yaoyao replied with a bewitching smile. "As long as you join the Bewitching Devil Faction and listen to me obediently, not only will I tell you where the old residence is, I'll even bring you there personally!"
"Listen to me obediently?" Zhang Xuan looked at Hu Yaoyao with a playful gaze. "With your terpsichorean skills?"
"Since Zhang Shi was able to make School Head Mo and School Head Zhao fight to take him in as their disciple and tame several hundred spirit beasts in a single breath, his soul must be extremely powerful. Even if I were to use all of my means, it would still be impossible for me to make you obedient with my terpsichorean skills! I'm well aware of this. "
Hu Yaoyao looked at Zhang Xuan with a smile. "But … what if Luo Qiqi is included?"
"Qiqi? What do you mean? "Zhang Xuan frowned.
"Luo Qiqi has been assaulted by the spirit of the Flaming Moon Sword. If she doesn't wake up soon, she might sustain severe damage to her foundation, making it difficult for her to advance in her cultivation in the future! Zhang Shi, as her teacher, you can't possibly abandon your student, right? "
Hu Yaoyao chuckled.
"Sustain severe damage to her foundation?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.
It was just that the spirit of the Flaming Moon Sword had jolted one unconscious. Not only would it hinder one's cultivation, but it would also sustain severe damage to one's foundation as well.
Zhang Xuan was perplexed for a moment before coming to a realization.
Hu Yaoyao must have thought that his understanding of souls was too shallow, and his mind was in a mess. As long as the other party's words were a little more serious, he would obediently agree to her conditions.
If he were to turn her down, she must have prepared a Recording Crystal for him. If he were to show it to Luo Qiqi when she wakes up, it could easily incur the latter's resentment, and the relationship between teacher and disciple would no longer be as harmonious as it was now.
It could be said that this was a one-sided victory. No matter what choice he made, it would be extremely difficult for him to make a decision.
If he chose to save Hu Yaoyao, he would have to agree to her conditions. If he didn't, Luo Qiqi would be heartbroken, and their relationship would be ruined.
Whether it was right or wrong, she would win!
As expected of the leader of the Bewitching Devil Faction, she was indeed formidable.
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