BXBX NOVEL Chapter 230 - My Sword Has Only Attacked a First-rank Martial Artist (2)
Chapter 230 My Sword Has Only Attacked a First-rank Martial Artist (2)
“Your Highness, I was only able to recover from my injuries because I was lucky,” Meng Bai continued. “Originally, I was trying my best, wishing to see if I could break through before I died. In the end, I was lucky and actually succeeded.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Meng Bai didn’t elaborate further and instead changed the topic. “Even though I’ve managed to bluff my way through, the Qin emperor will definitely become suspicious.
“We have already bid farewell to the Qin emperor. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to obtain the imperial decree today.”
The commotion of him breaking through to the first rank was too great. The reason the Qin emperor came here was likely that he was suspicious.
Although he had managed to bluff his way through, he couldn’t hide it for long.
In addition, the Qin emperor was still coveting Zhou Shu’s Iron Smelting Hands Technique. If he was really ruthless, the Great Xia diplomatic mission would face a calamity!
Meng Bai had completely recovered, and he had even broken through to the first rank. But the Great Xia diplomatic mission didn’t celebrate openly.
They even hid the news intentionally. Even though the commotion caused by Meng Bai’s breakthrough was great, if people didn’t personally see it, they wouldn’t suspect him either.
There were only seven or eight people in the diplomatic mission who knew about this.
When they came to Great Qin, Meng Bai had always lived in seclusion. He didn’t show himself, so not many people suspected him.
Just as Meng Bai expected, in the afternoon, an official from Great Qin delivered the imperial decree.
The members of the Great Xia diplomatic mission had already packed up. As soon as they received the decree, they immediately set off.
On the other hand, Great Liang’s diplomatic mission had yet to obtain the Qin emperor’s approval and couldn’t leave with Great Xia’s diplomatic mission.
About fifteen kilometers away from the capital, just as Meng Bai was preparing to take over and lead the Great Xia diplomatic mission to return to Great Xia, a fully armed army suddenly appeared in front of them.
The hearts of the Great Xia’s diplomatic mission instantly rose to their throats.
Chen Ji gripped his Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly and whispered to Zhou Shu, “Marquis, it’s Great Qin’s General Wang Mu!”
“I know,” Zhou Shu said.
He had once entered a dream and became Wang Xin. In his dreams, he had interacted with his grandfather Wang Mu.
General Wang Mu’s status in Great Qin was equivalent to Meng Bai’s status in Great Xia.
He was an out-and-out general!
Zhou Shu frowned slightly. Could my and Meng Bai’s estimations be wrong?
Great Qin actually mobilized its army to stop us from leaving?
In that case, why did the Qin emperor still sign the imperial decree?
Now, even Wang Mu had come to personally block the path. Even though Meng Bai had broken through to the first rank of the Martial Dao, it might be difficult for them to leave.
“Calm down. I’ll go and see what he wants,” Zhou Shu said as he urged his horse forward.
Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang hurriedly followed him. They were facing fully armed soldiers, so they had to be on guard against sudden attacks.
“Greetings, You Marquis.” Wang Mu looked to be in his forties. He had a square face and looked dignified. He had an air of authority about him.
He cupped his hands slightly on his horse.
“Greetings, Great General.” Zhou Shu also cupped his hands. “Great General, why is your army blocking our path?” “I’m here to send you off,” Wang Mu said as he glanced at the carriages in the diplomatic mission. He raised his voice. “Brother Meng, we have been friends for decades. After this farewell, we might never meet again. I’m here to send you off. Please meet me.”
Zhou Shu frowned. Are they still suspicious?
“Brother Wang, why are you doing this? It’s better to miss each other than to see each other. It’s really quite embarrassing for me to meet you like this.” Meng Bai’s voice sounded from within the carriage.
“Brother Meng, are you unwilling to meet me?” Wang Mu said.
“Great General Wang, is this how you send him off?” Zhou Shu suddenly said. “Our great general is not feeling well. Must he come out to see you?
“It doesn’t seem like you’re here to send him off. Instead, it seems like you’re here to send him to his death.”
“You Marquis, are you doubting me?” Wang Mu glanced at Zhou Shu indifferently. “I’ve heard that your forging skills are unparalleled. I wonder if you will be able to comment on my sword?”
With a clang, Wang Mu unsheathed his sword.
“How dare you!” Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang attacked at the same time.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the two women and their horses retreated several steps.
Wang Mu casually brandished his sword. “If I want to attack, you won’t be able to stop me,” Wang Mu said. “You Marquis, what do you think of this sword?”
He had forced back Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang with a single strike of his sword, but he didn’t continue to attack. He held his sword horizontally in front of him as if he really wanted Zhou Shu to comment on the sword in his hand.
Zhou Shu’s eyes narrowed slightly. Wang Mu truly had the style of someone from Great Qin.
You keep saying that you’re here to send him off. But you drew your sword without saying a word once I disagreed. Is that how you send someone off?
But then again, Wang Mu sure is tough.
First-rank martial artist?
Great Qin was truly worthy of being the strongest nation among the ten nations. He had only been in Great Qin for a short period of time, yet he had already seen several first-rank martial artists.
The Qin emperor, Xu Shi, and Wang Mu…
Zhou Shu had been in the Grand Xia for so long. But other than the false first-rank martial Emperor Yuan Feng, he had only seen one true first-rank martial artist, Yin Changhao.
Clang! Behind Zhou Shu, the sound of weapons being unsheathed rang out. After Yin Wuyou and Lu Wenshuang were forced back, Chen Ji and the others all drew their weapons.
Wang Mu smiled faintly as the soldiers behind him placed their hands on their saber hilts.
The atmosphere became tense.
Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes.
“Great General, your sword is ordinary,” Zhou Shu said. “It’s not worthy of your status, General.”
“Is that so?” Wang Mu said with a smile, “This sword of mine is a heaven-grade weapon. It once killed five third-rank martial artists and one second-rank martial artist.
“Yet it’s only an ordinary weapon in your eyes, You Marquis?”
“I’m just telling the truth.” Zhou Shu shrugged, unmoved. “Weapons that are not heaven-grade can kill martial artists too.
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“My Great Destroyer Sword is only a yellow-grade weapon.” Zhou Shu patted the Great Destroyer Sword on his back.
“It doesn’t have many battle achievements. All it did was cut off Great Wei’s Imperial Preceptor Xiao Shunzhi’s arm.
“Also, Grand Minister, show General Wang your Shadow Sword.”
Yin Wuyou raised her right hand with a cold expression.
Under the sunlight, he could vaguely see a shadow.
Wang Mu’s smile stiffened.
“This Shadow Sword is only a yellow-grade weapon. It is slightly stronger than the Great Destroyer Sword and killed Great Wei’s Imperial Preceptor Xiao Shunzhi.”
The smile on Wang Mu’s face vanished, and his expression darkened slightly.
His heaven-grade sword had only killed five third-rank martial artists and one second-rank martial artist.
Zhou Shu casually took out two yellow-grade weapons. One had cut off the arm of a first-rank martial artist, and the other had killed a first-rank martial artist.
To say that his sword was ordinary was an understatement!
Wang Mu was at a loss for words.
Using my sword to trade for the cultivation method of the Iron Smelting Hands Technique?
How can such a lousy thing be used for this trade?
Wang Mu suddenly felt that his heaven-grade sword, which he had treated as a treasure for more than ten years, seemed weak and useless.
Damn it! What’s going on! Wang Mu cursed inwardly. This is a heaven-grade weapon. It is one of the top ten swords in the Heaven-grade Armament Manual. Why does it feel so inferior in front of this junior?
“Great General Wang, if you have something to say, just say it.” Meng Bai’s light laughter sounded from the carriage. “Beating around the bush isn’t something you’re good at.”
“Hmph!” Wang Mu snorted coldly. “You Marquis, my sword is ranked ninth in the Heaven-grade Armament Manual. I’ll use it and my Wang family’s sword technique to exchange for your Iron Smelting Hands Technique!
“The sword technique passed down in my Wang family is one of the strongest sword techniques in the world!”
“Strongest? Not necessarily!” Lu Wenshuang snorted.
She was still indignant after being repelled by Wang Mu’s strike. It wasn’t easy for her to find an opportunity to interject. Her eyes were full of fighting spirit as she stared at Wang Mu. “If we were at the same rank, it’s still not certain who would win!”
“Even your master wouldn’t dare to say such words before me,” Wang Mu said indifferently.
“The sword is average, and the swordsmanship is not necessarily good,” Zhou Shu said. “Great General Wang, do you think I lack a sword or sword technique?”