21: The Origin of the Nine Songs Sword

“Young Miss Anan has a point,” Li Changfeng said with a chuckle, pointing at Lu Qing, Third Young Master. “Lu Qing, Third Young Master, if you don't kowtow and apologize, none of the Lu Family members will leave.”

“You're going too far! I'll kill you!” A cold glint flashed in Lu Qing, Third Young Master's eyes.

“Lu Qing, Third Young Master, get on your knees!” Madam Lü cursed.

She raised her hand and slapped Lu Qing, Third Young Master hard across the face.

With a crisp 'slap' sound,

A bright red handprint was left on Lu Qing, Third Young Master's face!

“You bastard, look at what you've done!”

“It's one thing to act arrogant at home, but you're out of the Lu Manor and still doing such things!”

Qing'er, I can only ask you to endure this.

If there's a chance,

I will never let them off!

“Madam Lü!” Lu Qing, Third Young Master was puzzled, a look of shock on his face.

Madam Lü was usually the one who doted on him the most.

But why today?

It's all you!

If not for this brat, how could I suffer such a great humiliation!

“Lu Qing, Third Young Master, aren't you going to kneel?” Madam Lü scolded.

Lu Qing, Third Young Master's eyes were hollow; he found it hard to accept this fact.

Thud.

He fell heavily to his knees.

And kowtowed respectfully in apology!

“I'm sorry, it's all my fault,” Lu Qing, Third Young Master kowtowed again.

Thump, thump, thump.

Three resounding kowtows in a row.

Chen Xuzi was stunned, at a loss for what to do.

“You mustn't, you mustn't!”

“Young Master Lu, please get up quickly!”

“Father, why are you stopping him? This is what Lu Qing, Third Young Master deserves,” Chen Anan pulled Chen Xuzi back.

“Shut up!” Chen Xuzi scolded.

Lu Qing, Third Young Master was unwilling; he gritted his teeth fiercely.

The humiliation of today will surely be repaid a hundredfold in the future!

Chen Anan!

“Young Master, are you satisfied?” Madam Lü asked cautiously.

“Young Master Lu's attitude isn't sincere enough; there's no blood on his forehead,” Li Changfeng deliberately made things difficult.

“Qing'er,” Madam Lü called out.

“Chen Xuzi Old Gentleman!” Lu Qing, Third Young Master's face was grim.

“Please forgive me!”

“I was wrong just now!”

He had no choice but to do so.

He performed three kowtows and three bows in a row.

Leaving bloodstains on his forehead.

“Are you satisfied this time?” Madam Lü asked faintly.

“Not bad,” Li Changfeng said with a calm expression.

If only you had known this day would come, why did you act that way in the first place?

If you Lu Family members weren't so arrogant,

Who would treat you like this?

“Let's go!” Madam Lü ordered.

The Lu Family disciples once again lifted the coffin.

“Lu Family Master, the funeral procession is starting!”

“Master, the funeral procession is starting!”

“Master, the funeral procession is starting!”

Lu Qing, Third Young Master merged into the procession.

Just now, he looked so disheveled.

With so many onlookers, he had lost all face.

“There might be trouble in the future,” Chen Xuzi was very worried.

“We shouldn't have provoked the Lu Family today.”

“Sigh, what should we do?”

Chen Xuzi's face was full of worry; he looked as if he had aged ten years.

“Father, what are you afraid of? With the Young Master here, the Lu Family won't dare to act rashly,” Chen Anan curved her lips, looking quite pleased.

The Lu Family probably never imagined such a day would come!

Chen Xuzi's expression was grim; he let out a long sigh.

“Young Master, thank you so much,” Chen Anan smiled sweetly.

“You're welcome. I already have a grudge with the Lu Family,” Li Changfeng clasped his hands.

He originally didn't want to meddle in others' affairs.

He wouldn't have said anything if he hadn't been provoked.

Who told that Lu Qing, Third Young Master to be so vile?

“Chen Old Gentleman, I heard you are a sword smith. I have one more request; I wonder if it's possible…” Li Changfeng went straight to Chen Xuzi.

“Young Master, please speak freely,” Chen Xuzi clasped his hands in a bow.

Repaying kindness is an ancestral teaching.

Meeting is also fate.

Then I'll help him this one time!

“If this Old Gentleman can do it, I will assist with all my might.”

“Let's go, we can discuss it in detail at the Sword Cottage,” Chen Xuzi made a gesture of invitation.

Li Changfeng nodded and said nothing more.

Sword City, North Street.

Deep in an alley was a blacksmith's shop.

This shop had no signboard.

Only a long sword stood on the door.

“We're here,” Chen Xuzi stood in front of the shop.

“We're here? This is the Sword Cottage?” Li Changfeng was stunned at the door.

The Old Gentleman wasn't joking, was he?

The Sword Cottage only has a sword on the door?

What kind of Sword Cottage is this!

Nonsense!

“Young Master, don't just stand there,” Chen Anan chuckled.

She directly reached out her hand.

And pulled Li Changfeng into the shop.

The Young Master's appearance is quite handsome!

His cultivation is high, and he's also very kind...

“Let's go, hurry inside,” Chen Anan leaned closer.

“Okay, let's go. We're going now,” Li Changfeng felt the lingering warmth on her small hand.

He heard that women in ancient times.

Were most particular about the distinction between men and women.

But this Chen Anan, she would actually take his hand voluntarily?

This is probably just short of running into someone's arms, right?

“Anan, no fooling around,” Chen Xuzi sighed.

“Father,” Chen Anan whined.

Inside the Sword Cottage.

Weapons hung on all four walls.

Sword-forging materials were everywhere.

And the most striking thing was a nanmu sword box hanging on the wall.

“What kind of sword does the Young Master need forged?” Chen Xuzi took out a catalog.

“Here are some styles; you can look at them first.”

“If what you need isn't here, you can tell me what kind you require.”

Li Changfeng drew the Nine Songs Sword and gently placed it on the counter.

“Old Gentleman, please look at this sword.”

“Is there any way to improve its grade?”

The Nine Songs Sword was originally a ninth-grade spirit sword immortal artifact.

But after evil energy entered the sword, it became a sixth-grade immortal artifact.

The Young Sect Leader of the majestic Divine Sword Sect, using a sixth-grade immortal artifact?

This doesn't match his status!

Chen Xuzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the Nine Songs Sword.

“It's entirely black. The hilt is engraved with the character 'Han' (cold).”

“The dragon claws are lifelike, as if they grew on the sword.”

“Three blood grooves on the blade.”

“The sword body flashes with a green light.”

“This is the Nine Songs Sword?”

Chen Xuzi showed a look of surprise.

He gasped, trying to calm himself down.

“Father, you recognize it?” Chen Anan immediately leaned closer, very curious.

“Chen Old Gentleman, could this sword be…?” Li Changfeng had a bold guess.

“The Nine Songs Sword originated from our Chen Family.”

“It was forged by the Chen Family Ancestor.”

“The Nine Heavens Profound Iron used was also left behind by our ancestors.”

Chen Xuzi lowered his head, memories of the past replaying in his mind.

The owner of the Nine Songs Sword, dressed in flowing white robes.

Often sat on the ancient locust tree.

A pot of wine was often placed by the tree.

“Old Gentleman, do you know the owner of this sword, White Zihan?” Li Changfeng became interested.

“I don't,” Chen Xuzi shook his head.

“I remember, my great-grandfather gave the Nine Songs Sword to a woman back then.”

“Her surname also seemed to be Bai.”

Li Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he guessed, “Baiyi Luo?”

The Nine Songs Sword was given to White Zihan by his master.

Could it be that between Chen Old Gentleman and his master,

There's still some connection?

“It's been too long; I can't remember,” Chen Xuzi waved his hand.

“Then do you have any way to improve the grade of the Nine Songs Sword?” Li Changfeng asked.

Chen Xuzi lowered his head and pondered for a long time.

“Young Master, I can't answer you right away.”

“How about this?”

“You leave the Nine Songs Sword here.”

“Three days later, you come to the Sword Cottage to retrieve the sword.”

“I will give you a satisfactory answer,” Chen Xuzi said this.

Improving the grade of an immortal artifact.

It really is a difficult task.

Hopefully, in the books left by his ancestors,

There are records about improving the grade of immortal artifacts.