Chapter 163: Chapter 140: Purple Opportunity, Thousand Treasures Level Divine Weapon, Famous Sword Yang Su

The plan involved buying and selling various raw materials to drive all the industries under his opponent’s control into bankruptcy, ultimately making it impossible for Prince Jin’s Mansion to even pay its stipends.

For the first time, Lu Yunwan learned that money could be used in so many ways.

“With your methods, Elder Zhao, I’m confident I can revive the Yunwan Commerce Association within three months.”

Lu Yunwan said through gritted teeth, “This time, I’ll make Lu Guangjing and Lu Yunqing pay!”

“How did Lu Yunqing provoke you?”

Hearing this, Lu Mingyuan was a little curious.

He had thought Lu Yunwan’s hatred was directed only at Prince Jin’s Mansion.

Lu Yunwan’s round face turned ugly. “That Lu Yunqing is convinced I was the one who kidnapped Princess Consort Ning. He’s been making things difficult for me in every possible way, forcing me to hide in the palace.”

This surprised Lu Mingyuan.

Then, it dawned on him. ’So there was one more thing Lu Guangjing had accomplished over the past month that I hadn’t known about.’

’He actually used Princess Consort Ning to drive a wedge between the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince.’

Lu Yunwan solemnly kowtowed again.

“Thank you for granting me this technique, Elder Zhao. If it succeeds, I will build a dedicated God of Wealth Golden Body Temple in your name, so that people everywhere may worship you as the God of Wealth. My previous promise still stands. I guarantee a century of unending incense offerings.”

Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly. “The thought is enough.”

He was already starting to look forward to it.

’How many realms would Lu Guangjing fall this time?’

…

After finishing everything, Lu Mingyuan’s consciousness returned to the mountain behind the Cold Palace.

To avoid being disturbed, he could now only go to the back mountain when controlling his clone.

「Qingzhu Hall.」

As usual, Lu Mingyuan poured himself a cup of tea, but unexpectedly, a beautiful woman was already waiting for him.

Huo Hongling, dressed in a tight-fitting red outfit, walked out. The moment she saw Lu Mingyuan, her pretty face flushed slightly, as if she had recalled some unpleasant memory.

“H-Husband, something seems to have been delivered from outside the palace. It was left at the Champion Marquis’s Mansion, and I brought it for you.”

“It’s over here, Your Highness.”

Hong Wan was the first to report, while Zi Yun laboriously dragged over a large block of iron wrapped in wooden slats.

Lu Mingyuan took a sip of tea and asked, puzzled, “Where did it come from?”

“The Posthouse Department said it seems to have been sent from the Border Pass.”

“The Posthouse Department?”

The Posthouse Department was the branch of the Great Yan Court that managed transportation. They could ship anything anywhere, as long as one had enough silver. As an old text said, “Six hundred li a day is the pinnacle of speed.”

[Purple Opportunity has been triggered. Obtained Thousand Treasures Spiritual Artifact—Famous Sword Yang Su]

“This is a saber?”

Lu Mingyuan looked at the large iron block in front of him, shocked.

“A saber?”

Huo Hongling was also stunned for a moment. She was the first to see the large iron block and hadn’t expected it to be a saber.

She stepped forward, gripped the long iron block, and lifted it as if it were weightless.

She treated the hundred-jin iron block as if it were nothing.

After pouring Martial Dao Primordial Qi into the iron block, the scorching Primordial Qi turned the block into red-hot molten iron.

It revealed its true form within.

A Cross Saber, black as ink jade, with an extremely long blade that shone with a dark light. The hilt was just long enough for two hands, adorned with ancient cloud and Thunder Patterns, and the pommel was a ring.

“What a fine saber. This appearance… could it be…”

Seeing this, Huo Hongling’s eyes lit up. She was clearly someone who knew her weapons.

She recognized the saber’s origin.

“You recognize this saber?”

Lu Mingyuan asked.

Huo Hongling nodded. “I know a great deal about weapons. Ronghu Manor, located in the Golden Crow Country, is a holy land for forging. It houses numerous master smiths who compiled the Ten Thousand Treasures Divine Weapons Record, a book on the vast number of weapons in the world. It excludes Immortal Artifacts, ancient relics, and Innate Spiritual Treasures, and ranks all the Spiritual Artifacts in the world.”

“My father’s personal sword is called Three-foot Prince. It was a famous sword bestowed upon the Champion Marquis when he was ennobled. Its origin is extraordinary. It is said that all its holders have been of the rank of Marquis, which is why the sword is also called the ’Prince among swords.’ It has nurtured tons of killing intent within it.”

“In the Ten Thousand Treasures Divine Weapons Record, Three-foot Prince is ranked seventeenth, and King Chu’s Thousand Mountains and Ten Thousand Resilient Spear is ranked twenty-seventh. They are the two most famous Divine Weapons in the Imperial Capital. The other Divine Weapons are all in the hands of long-famous experts.”

“However, the Thousand Mountains and Ten Thousand Resilient Spear and Three-foot Prince are the only two such Magical Treasures in the hands of King Chu and me.”

Lu Mingyuan generally understood.

One, they had noble status, and two, they possessed immense talent. No wonder they could obtain Divine Weapons at such a young age.

Huo Hongling stood caressing the saber, unable to put it down, and explained, “This saber is called Yang Su, and it’s ranked eleventh in the world on the Ten Thousand Treasures Divine Weapons Record.”

“According to legend, this saber was missing for over a hundred years. It last appeared in the hands of a peerless Blade Cultivator from the Jade Toad Sect in Shixiang State, within the Daoist Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.”

“This person carried great Destiny. In a small town in Shixiang State, within a stone forest left by a meteorite, he discovered this Stone Saber. Later, after his Sword Intent reached Perfection and he entered the Qi Refining Twelve Realms, he became known as the First Slash of the Central Plains World. He defeated every master in Great Yan and traveled far and wide, searching for an opponent.”

“Unfortunately, his journey ended in the Great Yan Northern Lands.”

“Who did he lose to?”

Lu Mingyuan frowned.

’Who sent this saber?’

Huo Hongling gripped the saber and shook her head. “No one knows. They only know that the battle was over in an instant.”

Huo Hongling was truly a person of immense Martial Dao talent. As soon as the Famous Sword Yang Su, ranked eleventh in the world, entered her hands, it hummed in response. Saber Qi erupted like a rainbow, soaring ten feet high, dazzling and brilliant.

The dark light emanating from the pitch-black Yang Su seemed to carry a bloodlust that had settled for a hundred years, now awakened. A bone-chilling killing intent surged forth like a monstrous wave crashing ashore.

It was as if a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood stood before them.

“Husband, do you know why it’s called Yang Su?”

Once she had the saber in hand, Huo Hongling was clearly more confident. She asked with a smile.

“Why?” Lu Mingyuan raised an eyebrow.

“Because the surface of this saber is forged from black meteorite and is completely pitch-black. But if you infuse it with power, it can erupt with a light as bright as the sun.”

Huo Hongling looked down at Yang Su again, formed a Sword Pointing gesture with two fingers of her right hand, and swiped at the empty air!

Using the saber as a sword.

A bright, misty energy emerged—a ten-foot beam of light, incredibly blinding.

Huo Hongling lightly flicked the blade’s edge, producing a crisp ringing sound.

“One who is fated to wield this saber can stimulate light of varying lengths. Someone with remarkable talent can produce a five-foot beam; someone with superior talent can produce a ten-foot beam; and a peerless prodigy can produce a twenty-foot beam… The higher one’s talent, the taller the beam of light it erupts with. Legend says that if the light can shoot straight into the heavens, that person is destined to be its master. That is why it’s named Yang Su.”

Huo Hongling offered the hilt to Lu Mingyuan, her gaze fixed on him, her face full of expectation.

While she was still introducing the famous saber, a flash of curiosity appeared in Lu Mingyuan’s eyes. He couldn’t help but reach out and wipe the age-worn blade of Yang Su.

Seeing this, Huo Hongling reminded him:

“Husband, be careful. This Yang Su is incredibly sharp and its killing intent is astonishing. Anyone who is not its master risks their life…”

She continued her introduction, “It’s strange, really. Yang Su’s previous owner, that peerless Blade Cultivator, was acknowledged by this famous saber, but he could only produce a twenty-foot beam of light. I wonder if there is anyone in this world who can truly draw out a saber light that reaches for the sky…”

Huo Hongling hadn’t even finished speaking.

But Lu Mingyuan’s hand had already closed around Yang Su’s ancient hilt, which was covered in cloud and Thunder Patterns.

Assisting Light Sword Qi erupted from Lu Mingyuan’s palm.

In a mere instant, a splendid and magnificent Red Gold Sword Aura burst forth from Yang Su.

CLANG!

A vast Sword Intent erupted from Yang Su. The Sword Intent was mixed with the light of the blade. The Yang Su that Huo Hongling had described as lethally sharp was surprisingly docile in Lu Mingyuan’s hand.

Huo Hongling had already fallen silent. She quietly watched the long saber in Lu Mingyuan’s hand, one that was both familiar and foreign, sensing the domineering Sword Intent that swept out from it. Her eyes filled with wonder.

Zi Yun and Hong Wan, standing to the side, were the same.

The four-foot blade of the Yang Su Saber seemed sharp to the extreme, tearing at the void itself, yet it also seemed to become a gentle ball of light in Lu Mingyuan’s hand. The Saber Qi, like a rainbow, shot straight to twenty feet and was about to go even higher…

…when Lu Mingyuan released the hilt, plunged the saber into the ground, and nodded. “It is indeed a fine saber. I happened to be in need of one. It came at the perfect time.”

Huo Hongling was momentarily stunned.

Lu Mingyuan sat in the courtyard, holding the Famous Sword Yang Su, ranked eleventh in the world. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his handsome, otherworldly grace was an image she would never forget for the rest of her life.

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