Chapter 1223: We, the Deputy Alliance Leaders, Have Both Participated in the Questioning Sword Grand Ceremony!
Meng Jingzhou felt that some things cannot be judged by appearances.
When he came to Quyu County during the day, he still appeared harmonious and praised the good governance of the Bone Tribe, but at night he revealed his true colors.
The two of them patrolled the streets in constable uniforms, and within the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, they were attacked by two groups of people; fortunately, the two brothers had some skills, so they were unharmed.
Never mind, as a senior brother, one should learn to tolerate a junior brother; taking advantage of him and Old Lu being here, help the Bone Tribe maintain security in Quyu County.
"What, what!?"
While Meng Jingzhou was thinking, Old Wang Tou fell into utter shock; he had planned this sword strike for a long time, and moreover, he had broken through the calamity to let the Bloodthirsty Evil Sword drink blood—how could it possibly be caught with just two fingers!
Even members of the Hundred Swords Alliance could not possibly achieve this!
Old Wang Tou slashed his palm, and fresh blood flowed out, all being absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Evil Sword; the sword itself possesses spirituality, but because it has long gone without blood nourishment, it has fallen into a long slumber.
Now Old Wang Tou is desperately feeding it blood, and finally the Bloodthirsty Evil Sword has awakened from its sleep!
This is the Bloodthirsty Evil Sword in its full glory!
Old Wang Tou activated the evil sword, but the sword buzzed and hummed, as if it had seen something extremely terrifying, desperately retreating, as if trembling, not daring to be an enemy of the person before it.
"Who are you!" The other party's identity caused the Bloodthirsty Evil Sword to fear to such an extent that all of this completely exceeded Old Wang Tou's cognition!
Lu Yang grabbed the constable uniform's collar and helplessly said: "Didn't we already say? We are constables of the county office; my surname is Lu, and this person beside me surnames Meng."
The customs of Quyu County are truly fierce—seeing them again, they are cutting themselves and bleeding.
Then Lu Yang lifted the two unconscious mysterious figures from behind.
"When we were patrolling, we encountered these two villains; after subduing them, the bystanders told us their purpose, so we came to inquire about the situation."
Seeing the emblem on the chests of these two mysterious figures, Old Wang Tou's pupils contracted sharply: "People of the Hundred Swords Alliance!"
Lu Yang let out an "oh": "It seems they weren't lying; they were indeed looking for you."
"When interrogating these two earlier, I used a bit too much force, so I knocked them unconscious before finishing the questioning; as the victim, you should know something,
tell me why they came looking for you?"
Old Wang Tou gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment, then sighed inwardly: these two constables are absolutely not simple; concealing the truth is not a wise move.
"A hundred years ago, I violated the ancestral precepts and forged a heaven-soaring evil sword—."
Old Wang Tou did not conceal anything, repeating the experience he had told Little Wang the blacksmith.
As Old Wang Tou spoke, he secretly observed Lu Yang and the other's reactions, but found that both had hearts as deep as an abyss, their expressions unchanged, making it impossible to judge their thoughts from their faces.
"Is that so." After listening, Lu Yang and the other nodded casually; it's a fairly common experience, nothing surprising.
"However, I've never heard of a force called the Hundred Swords Alliance." From the five major immortal sects to third-rate small powers, the two have more or less heard of names, but they don't recall a force named the Hundred Swords Alliance among them.
Old Wang Tou shook his head; he doesn't know much about the Hundred Swords Alliance either, only knowing that its experts are as numerous as clouds, and masters of equal strength to him are everywhere.
Old Wang Tou lowered his voice, as if speaking of a great secret: "Moreover, I've heard that the Hundred Swords Alliance seems to have official government backing!"
"Yo, that's interesting." Lu Yang laughed, gave Meng Jingzhou a look, and Meng Jingzhou splashed ice water on the two mysterious figures and pinched their philtrums, waking up these two Hundred Swords Alliance members.
"Two little constables dare to provoke our Hundred Swords Alliance members—I see you're tired of living———"
Meng Jingzhou impatiently slapped them twice: "Be honest, do you understand the rules? Answer what is asked!"
"What exactly is the origin of your Hundred Swords Alliance, and why have we never heard of it before?"
"Hehe." One of the mysterious figures revealed a disdainful cold smile: "The world is far more complex than you imagine; where there is light, there is darkness; so-called ranked sects are merely surface-level power divisions; we, the Hundred Swords Alliance, are forces walking in darkness!"
Lu Yang nodded, translated it as: "Originally, it was an unregistered illegal organization."
"Kid, watch your words!" The other mysterious figure shouted angrily, feeling that Lu Yang was insulting the Hundred Swords Alliance.
"Our Hundred Swords Alliance aims to collect all divine swords of the world; every member possesses a divine sword of heavenly soldiers; each divine sword has unparalleled might!"
"My 'Ghost King Soul-Severing Sword' can harm the three souls and seven spirits! His 'Thunder Dragon Bone Sword' can summon Lei Ting!"
"The leaders of our Hundred Swords Alliance are even more unfathomable; they are all sword cultivators who have participated in the Sword Tower Questioning Sword Grand Ceremony and are Soul Transformation cultivators!"
"Questioning Sword Grand Ceremony?" The two talked for a long time, and Lu Yang finally heard a familiar term, somewhat surprised.
Is it something worth boasting about to be qualified to participate in the Questioning Sword Grand Ceremony?
He thought that any sword cultivator could participate in the Questioning Sword Grand Ceremony, but it turns out there are thresholds after all.
Seeing Lu Yang's shocked expression, the two mysterious figures coldly laughed without cease: "Do you now know what kind of force you have provoked!"
Meng Jingzhou kicked the two who were coldly laughing upright, cursing: "I thought you were some major power, but it turns out you're just a third-rate sect making a fuss over nothing!"
Third-rate small power?
Whether it was the two mysterious figures or Old Wang Tou, both doubted they had misheard—when did third-rate sects become associated with the term "small power"?
"Alright, let's take advantage of our night patrol to settle this quickly; we'll ask about the Hundred Swords Alliance's intelligence on the road." Lu Yang lifted the two mysterious figures, preparing to leave Wang's Blacksmith Shop.
Seeing this, Old Wang Tou spoke up to stop Lu Yang and the other.
"Wait a moment, aren't you going to arrest me!"
Lu Yang and the other were bewildered by Old Wang Tou's question: "Arrest you for what? Because you attacked us? Isn't the matter already clarified,
you mistook us for members of the Hundred Swords Alliance, which is understandable."
"I forged the evil sword!"
"Grandpa, don't go!" Little Wang the blacksmith cried, hugging Old Wang Tou.
Old Wang Tou lovingly stroked Little Wang the blacksmith's head, recalling when he first picked up this child: "In a blink, you've grown this big; unfortunately, Grandpa can no longer stay by your side in the future."
"These years, Grandpa has suffered day and night; if I had not violated the ancestral precepts to forge the evil sword back then, none of these things would have happened; perhaps spending the rest of my life in prison would make Grandpa feel better in his heart."
Lu Yang and the other listened to Old Wang Tou's words, and the more he spoke, the stranger it seemed: "Forging an evil sword is not illegal, is it?"
"Impossible!" Old Wang Tou grew anxious, even pulling out an old, worn booklet from his bosom—the ancestral precepts of the Divine Craftsman Wang family—and argued with Lu Yang and the other.
"One of the ancestral precepts of our Divine Craftsman Wang family is that one must not forge evil swords, because forging evil swords is illegal!"
Lu Yang remained silent for a while before asking: "When was this ancestral precept of yours established?"
Speaking of the history of the Divine Craftsman Wang family, Old Wang Tou proudly said: "Our Divine Craftsman Wang family is a ten-thousand-year-old reclusive lineage; naturally, it was established ten thousand years ago!"
Lu Yang nodded: "Then it's no wonder."
"What, no wonder?"
"When the criminal law was revised eight thousand years ago, they had already deleted the clause about refining evil swords."
"After all, whether an evil sword is evil or not depends entirely on its use; this bloodthirsty evil sword is quite suitable for nurturing a sword with one's body, and if nurtured for a long time, it might even give birth to a sword spirit."
Before leaving, Lu Yang took out a book and gave it to Old Wang Tou: "By the way, we constables also have the duty to popularize the law; this is the latest version of the criminal law,
Study it more when you have free time, don't keep scaring yourself all day long.
End of Chapter
