445 Returns to Tian Xiang (1/2)
Jun Mo Xie had resolved most of the matter that surrounded the Xiao Family. Therefore, most of this evil charms had subsided as far as that matter was concerned. However, the aura of his charms had still been growing around his body over the course of this journey. In fact, they had been becoming increasingly dense. But, this increase in his aura was accompanied by a proportionately dulling look in his eyes. This change was surely very contradictory in nature. However, it only added an indescribable evil charm to his personality…
This was the charisma of Jun Mo Xie from his previous life. This was the charisma of someone who'd look askance at the world, and would look down on all creation.
It was the same then.
It was the same now.
Dugu Xiao Yi looked at Jun Mo Xie, and couldn't make it out properly…
Jun Mo Xie had seldom gone to the girls' area after he had beaten the Xiao Family. He had mostly stuck with the men instead. Guan Qing Han could still remain calm, but Dugu Xiao Yi couldn't contain herself. So, she'd regularly run to see Jun Mo Xie. But, her efforts didn't produce any results…
It was because Jun Mo Xie had been truly disappearing during these days. He didn't spend much time outside. Instead, the Young Master spent most of it inside the Hong Jun Pagoda, and would focus of his efforts to promote his cultivation.
[The clenched fist is the greatest argument in this world.]
Jun Mo Xie wanted to replace the sword which Jun Wu Yi had used with one of the nine divine swords he had forged. But, Jun Wu Yi didn't agree to it. He said that the sword he was currently using was fine, and he was satisfied with it. But, he was mainly attached to that sword because this was the weapon he had used to defeat Xiao Han.
That sword had cleansed the greatest shame of Jun Wu Yi's life. So, he would treasure it even it was merely a scrap of iron. Moreover, hadn't this sword also been forged with Jun Mo Xie's ”turning iron into wonderful gold” technique? Its quality may not have been as good as the nine swords Jun Mo Xie had forged later, but it was still an extremely rare and divine weapon in the eyes of the mortal world.
Jun Mo Xie understood this feeling very well. So, he didn't insist further.
Moreover, the quality of the weapon wasn't always the final parameter. After all, it was also important to find the perfect man for the sword. A man and a sword which suit each other well had the potential to take their abilities to great heights.
Jun Wu Yi wasn't the only one who was like that. The Young Master also nourished his divine weapon — the ”Blood of Yellow Flame”. Men have souls, and swords have spirits. And, things could only work in perfect sync if the two had a deep connection.
Jun Mo Xie wasn't aware of any sword spirits or their legends. But, he also believed that divine weapons which could cleave iron like it was clay must have some spirits within them.
Perhaps it depended on the swordsmen's psychology… For instance… A swordsman mustn't deserve to hold a sword if he didn't feel any connection to it… even if it were made of the best metals!
Therefore, Jun Mo Xie would use that ”golden method” to tune his mind's reaction to the sword's movements. He would also try to experience and understand the sword. After all, that sword was the only companion which would never betray him.
People could change, and people could betray. But, the sword would never do it; never!
It could only accompany its master forever… until the sword broke, or the man died!
Jun Mo Xie had even felt his sword tremble once they had reached close to the Tian Xiang City. It was because it had sensed ruthless and bloody events lying ahead. In fact, it seemed as if it thirsted for slaughter.
That kind of faint murderous intention had also triggered Jun Mo Xie's murderous aura. And, his aura had also started to become denser as his sword's intention became stronger. His face had become increasingly still. His expression had become increasingly demonic, while his heart had started to beat more violently.
The men and horses circled a mountain.
Jun Mo Xie and Jun Wu Yi gazed at the small mountain in unison.
It was that same mountain by chance…
This was where Jun Mo Xie had slaughtered the Blood Sword Hall to loot the crossbows. But, he now knew that his actions hadn't been unjust. After all, the Blood Sword Hall had been the Jun Family's enemy this entire time.
[Even their deaths can't absolve their crimes!]
The road ahead seemed empty. However, Tian Xang City's walls could be faintly seen in the moonlight if one were to raise their head and look.
Jun Mo Xie's narrowed eyes lit up with sharp flashes of light. It was like a sleeping God of Death had suddenly opened his eyes and his large-malevolent mouth. His murderous aura rose with an explosion, and surged forth in a tyrannical manner.
The God of Death had opened his eyes. The King of Hell looked, and the King of Evil focused!
[This journey has been long, but I will finally see who has been creating this chaos and gossip in Tian Xiang City!]
Jun Mo Xie's sword half-drew itself out of the scabbard with a loud screech after it sensed his murderous aura. It glistened brightly and clearly in the light; it looked very threatening. It appeared as if those bright clouds that were tinged with sunset had suddenly descending onto the world. Or… as if the ruler of heaven and earth had suddenly opened his cold and murderous eyes!
The ruler looked down on the common people as he overlooked the whole world. It seemed that he would confront the upcoming tides of chaos, and he would show no quarter as he prepared to slaughter in a madden frenzy.