A moment later, the servant of the Swordforge Manor walked up to Mu Qingxiao and cupped his fists. "Sir, I am Tie Biao of the Swordforge Manor. Welcome, please follow me."
Mu Qingxiao nodded and followed Tie Biao into the Swordforge Manor. The Swordforge Manor occupied a large area with countless buildings. It was easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Along the way, Mu Qingxiao noticed a few murals on the wall.
The murals were exactly the same as the one in the Lingyun Cave. They were all of the so-called Saints fighting with the Fire Qilin with their Unparalleled Divine Weapons.
He didn't know what mysteries were hidden in the murals and how they were related to the Swordforge Manor.
"Sir, our Young Manor Lord and the other experts have been waiting for you at the Swordforge Stage. This way, please."
Mu Qingxiao looked away from the murals and followed Tie Biao to the Swordforge Stage.
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A few minutes later, after passing through two corridors and three entrances, Mu Qingxiao finally arrived at the Swordforge Stage.
There was a furnace in the center of the Swordforge Stage. A domineering black sword was stuck in the furnace. It was the Swordforge Manor's Unparalleled Divine Sword.
Mu Qingxiao, who was familiar with the plot, knew that this Unparalleled Divine Sword was a fake. The real Unparalleled Divine Sword was in the Swordforge Pond in the backyard of the Swordforge Manor.
At the top of the Swordforge Stage, the Young Manor Lord of the Swordforge Manor, Ao Tian, was drinking tea. Bu Jingyun, Sword Hoarder, Duan Lang, and Sword Demon were sitting on the sides.
Mu Qingxiao's arrival attracted everyone's attention. Some even looked at him with ill intentions.
Everyone was here for the Unparalleled Divine Sword. Now that Mu Qingxiao was here, it meant that they were enemies. They wouldn't be nice to him.
The saying that only the virtuous could have the Unparalleled Divine Sword was just nonsense.
Everyone in the Jianghu had blood on their hands. Who hadn't killed before? They didn't care about the word 'virtuous'.
Looking at Mu Qingxiao, Ao Tian raised his eyebrows. His eyes were filled with confusion.
The Sword Crafting Villa had sealed off the news of a peerless sword being forged.
He had personally invited all the people who had come to offer a tribute to the sword, but Mu Qingxiao was not on the list. How did she know that a peerless sword had appeared in Sword-forging Villa?
His white robes fluttered in the wind. He was handsome and elegant, and his temperament was refined. Could it be that he was another disciple of some great disciple? After all, he was not the only one who came uninvited.
"Young Master, may I know who your master is?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Mu Qingxiao is from the Hall of the Nine Clouds. It's a small faction that doesn't care about worldly affairs. I'm afraid you guys don't know about it."
The Hall of the Nine Clouds?
Mu Qingxiao's words made everyone ponder. After a while, they looked at each other. They had never heard of such a force in Jianghu.
Since everyone had arrived, Ao Tian did not ask any more questions. In his opinion, this was just a small, insignificant force. "Tie Biao, give Young Master Mu a seat."
"Yes, Young Villa Master."
Soon, Tie Biao brought an armchair over and placed it beside Sword Hoarder. Mu Qingxiao sat down without hesitation.
Sword Hoarder glanced at Mu Qingxiao strangely and immediately lost interest.
Mu Qingxiao's gaze skipped Sword Hoarder and glanced at Bu Jingyun and the elegant woman beside him. She must be Yu Chuchu.
"Hey, everyone is here. Quickly tell us the reason for this sword offering. What kind of sword is this peerless sword?"
Sword Hoarder finally couldn't hold back his desire to retrieve the sword and couldn't help asking.
Ao Tian pretended to stand up and clasped his fists. "First of all, thank you for coming to Sword-forging Villa. It's our honor to have you here."
"Our Sword Crafting Villa has spent a hundred years and a lot of effort to finally forge a good sword. Now, this sword is about to be born. In order to seek the Virtuous Master's help, we would like to invite everyone present to display their strengths. The victor will take the sword.
As soon as he finished speaking, greed flashed in Sword Hoarder's eyes. He walked up to the furnace and said, "Could it be that you're talking about this sword?"
"That's right. This is the peerless sword."
Sitting in the armchair, Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a wicked smile. He did not even look at the furnace. The sword had no luster and no spirituality. It was indeed a fake.
"I heard that you have a sword eye and can see the sword heart of a swordsman. Would you be willing to teach me?"
Hearing Ao Tian's words, Mu Qingxiao knew that he was preparing for the sword offering because the last step of forging a peerless sword required the three sword hearts of greed, anger, and foolishness.
Greed, anger, and foolishness were the great taboos of Buddhism and the three most terrifying sword hearts in the martial arts world. It was these three sword hearts that were needed when a peerless sword was forged.
Sword Hoarder looked at Ao Tian, disdain flashing in his eyes. "You're unusually arrogant. Do you know that the sword heart is arrogant? But because you're too arrogant, you'll only lose in the end …"
At this moment, Duan Lang also stood up and came to the furnace. He looked at the peerless sword with an infatuated expression.
A few days ago, he heard from the Sword Saint about the whereabouts of the Blazing Qilin Sword. However, after he went to the Lingyun Cave, he only found the remains of his father, Duan Shuai, but not the Blazing Qilin Sword. This made him feel resentful.
After he left the Lingyun Cave, he received an invitation from Ao Tian. When he heard that a peerless sword was about to be born in the Swordforge Manor, he could not wait to come here.
"I'm also here for the sword. Tell me, what is my sword heart?"
Sword Hoarder came to Duan Lang's side and sized him up. He said, "What a wicked person. Based on your eyes, I can see that you're more infatuated with the sword than I am. My sword heart is greed, but yours is true foolishness."
Hearing this, Duan Lang smiled wickedly. "Well said. Being infatuated with the sword is better than being infatuated with friends."
"As for Bu Jingyun's sword heart, it is anger. But Young Master Mu, who is sitting next to me, does not have a sword heart."
At this moment, Bu Jingyun could no longer hold back. He leaped up and pulled out the peerless sword from the furnace.
Then, his expression changed slightly. He found that the sword was too heavy and had no spirituality. It was a fake. Since it was a fake, Bu Jingyun naturally did not want it.
He threw the fake sword in the direction of Sword Demon. Sword Demon casually pointed a finger and a powerful force shot out, easily breaking the fake sword.
Mu Qingxiao was still sitting calmly in his armchair. Based on the aura fluctuations just now, he could already see the strength of Sword Demon and the others.
As expected, Sword Demon's strength was indeed around the mid-stage of Martial Grandmaster. Bu Jingyun, who had the Qilin Arm, was only a step away from the peak of Martial Grandmaster.
As expected of the main character of the plot, the speed of his strength improvement was fast.
Back then, when Mu Qingxiao went to the World Gathering, Bu Jingyun's strength was still at the early-stage of Martial Grandmaster.
He did not expect that in just a month, his strength would leap from early-stage Martial Grandmaster to peak Martial Grandmaster. This speed was like riding a rocket.
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