This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Three-feet Edge, a Heaven Rank Sword Artifact, was just casually hung on the wall in a small wood carving shop.

"Shopkeeper, how much for this sword?" Zang Xiaojian’s eyes shifted, and she asked aloud.

Xue Zhuyong picked up the wine pot, took a large sip, rolled his eyes, and disdainfully replied, "This is a wood carving shop, I only sell wood carvings, not swords."

"I can offer a lot of Spirit Stones, just name your price." Zang Xiaojian wasn’t discouraged and continued to up the ante.

"Stop the nonsense, I said I’m not selling, and I won’t sell no matter how many Spirit Stones you offer." Xue Zhuyong’s tone became hostile and impatient, "If you really want it, try to take it from me; otherwise, forget about it."

Xue Zhuyong’s response was blunt, but it was within Zang Xiaojian’s expectations; her question was merely an attempt to probe Xue Zhuyong’s intentions.

She naturally knew that a Heaven Rank Sword Artifact couldn’t possibly be bought with just Spirit Stones.

"How much for this wood carving?" Meanwhile, Lu Qingshan seemed utterly uninterested in the Sword Artifact and nonchalantly pointed at a figure wood carving on the wooden rack.

"Why would you buy a wood carving..." Zang Xiaojian turned her head, puzzled, but as soon as she clearly saw the wood carving Lu Qingshan was pointing at, her words suddenly stuck, "This?!"

Lu Qingshan nodded at Zang Xiaojian, indicating she was correct.

The wood carving was lifelike, depicting a woman of exquisite beauty, looking youthful and stunning. Yet, Zang Xiaojian felt the features all too familiar.

On closer inspection, wasn’t this Mrs. Mo?

Though the age seemed different, as Mrs. Mo was older than the statue depicted, the facial features were strikingly similar.

Noticing their strange reactions, Xue Zhuyong’s gaze flickered slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He glanced at them and calmly said, "The figure wood carvings on this rack are also not for sale."

"Not selling this, not selling that, what do you even sell here, a lousy wood carving shop even more particular than the Great Xia Commercial Firm," grumbled the King of Rats, dissatisfied; Xue Zhuyong, however, acted as if he heard nothing.

Lu Qingshan wasn’t bothered by Xue Zhuyong’s attitude, instead, he became interested in the figure wood carvings on the rack that Xue Zhuyong refused to sell. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The rack had three levels, and the middle one displayed all figure wood carvings.

In the center of the middle layer, the wood carving displayed a woman with a gentle face and a bright smile, her eyes sparkling, and she was quite beautiful, but only quite, markedly less so compared to the stunning Mrs. Mo.

On the left side of this young woman was a wood carving of a middle-aged woman, her face marked by the harshness of time and her features reflecting a hint of misery and fragility.

On the right, there was a pair of old spouses cuddled together, their faces covered with intricately carved wrinkles.

Looking further, there were many more figure statues of varying ages and appearances, but these wood carvings, compared to the clean three in the centre, seemed somewhat dim, with a thin layer of dust almost visible on them.

It was as if the lazy shop owner only cleaned the most noticeable wood carvings when tidying up.

Mrs. Mo’s wood carving was carelessly placed in the far left corner, seemingly neglected.

However.

A spark of insight flashed in Lu Qingshan’s eyes.

It didn’t seem so neglected after all.

Because, on Mrs. Mo’s wood carving, there was also not a speck of dust.

After carefully observing all the figure wood carvings on the rack and firmly memorizing their features, Lu Qingshan finally shifted his focus from the wood carvings and glanced at the Sword Artifact hanging on the wall, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Shopkeeper, although this Sword Artifact is not for sale, may I have a closer look and handle it for a moment?"

Xue Zhuyong glanced at Lu Qingshan, his voice somewhat plain, "Go ahead."

"Then, thank you, Shopkeeper." Lu Qingshan politely thanked Xue Zhuyong, then took the long sword hanging on the wall, holding the hilt and lightly swinging it, accompanied by a faint sound of the sword’s hum, and the information about the Three-feet Edge also came into view.

[Three-feet Edge](Water)

Level: Low Grade Heavenly Artifact

Description: Contained within the box is the Three-feet Edge, ready to rectify inequity.

Magic Artifact Effect 1: Break Defense +4

Magic Artifact Effect 2: Sword Qi Damage +25%

Magic Artifact Effect 3: Flying Sword Speed +20%, Attack Speed +10%

Special Effect: [Slaying Demons](Passive): The Three-feet Edge can slay giant serpents. It inflicts +20% damage on demon beasts.

[Hidden Edge](Passive): Ten years to sharpen a sword, its frost blade untested. When not in combat, the damage inflicted by the next attack of the Three-feet Edge will increase over time, up to a maximum of 100% (ten days are needed to reach the full bonus).

[Three-feet]: When a sword strikes, it can consume 30% of the wielder’s maximum Spiritual Power to instantly deliver two additional identical attacks.

Cool down period: Three days

...

This was indeed a Heavenly Rank Sword Artifact, its power manifestly evident.

Having the Three-feet Edge as his life-bound sword, combined with his Wind-Cutting Secret Sword, he could unleash nine strikes in an instant.

If he also added the strongest state of the Hidden Edge effect, he was even confident he could slay the true man Han Qing in one strike, without the groundwork laid by Mo Yan and Zang Xiaojian.

"What a fine sword!" Lu Qingshan exclaimed with great admiration, before putting the Three-feet Edge back in its original place and pointing at the ferociously carved wood sculpture of the giant serpent on the wooden stand, he asked, "Is this wood carving for sale?"

"Ten silver coins." Xue Zhuyong glanced at the wood carving of the giant serpent and muttered, "Each person can only buy one wood carving per day."

"It is as so, such a masterfully crafted wood carving being limited is understandable." Lu Qingshan replied politely yet very seriously, while handing over the ten silver coins.

Xue Zhuyong took the coins, without a glance, and casually tossed them into a dusty bamboo basket in the corner.

Although Zang Xiaojian didn’t grasp what Lu Qingshan’s intent was, he also chose a demon beast wood carving, following Lu Qingshan’s example, and said to Xue Zhuyong, "I’ll buy one too."

After acquiring the wood carving of the giant serpent, Lu Qingshan didn’t linger any longer at the sculpture shop and quietly left.

...

As they left the wood carving shop, Zang Xiaojian followed closely behind Lu Qingshan, his eyes locked on Lu Qingshan’s back, opening and closing his mouth several times as if wanting to speak, yet each time, the words would retreat back to the tip of his tongue.

Faced with Xue Zhuyong’s unyielding demeanor, his first instinct was to seek Lu Qingshan’s ideas and thoughts.

However, they had initially agreed that once they found the Mo Family head, the ownership of the Three-feet Edge would be up to their own abilities.

Owing to their competitive relationship, it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask this question.

Glancing back at Zang Xiaojian’s hesitant demeanor, Lu Qingshan found it slightly amusing.

He understood the young girl’s thoughts.

But the situation was indeed as Zang Xiaojian had feared; he now stood as a competitor to Zang Xiaojian.

Even though he got along well with Zang Xiaojian, the Three-feet Edge was after all just one artifact, and he had no reason to share his thoughts with his competitor.