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Chapter 87 - Chapter 91 Black and White Xuanjian

  "System, begin stealing," the zuzong shouted in his mind.

  [Ding, System is stealing]

  [Ding, Congratulations to the host for stealing a revolver from an underground armory in the world of *Heroes*. It's unclaimed and has not generated any hatred value.]

  Reaching out, he grabbed at the air, and a bright silver revolver and a box of bullets appeared in his hand. A helpless smile appeared on the clan leader's face.

  "It's Yan Shuangying again. What a waste of a stealing opportunity. If I wanted this thing, I would have already traveled back in time and emptied that armory."

  "System, continue stealing."

  [Ding, Congratulations to the host for stealing Black and White Xuanjian—White Sword—from the world of *Qin's Moon*.]

  "Black and White Xuanjian? Could it be the part from the *Nine Songs of the Sky* era where that old guy Wei Yong tricked Xuanjian, even killing his daughter Wei Qianqian?"

  Speaking of Wei Qianqian, the clan leader had a very deep impression of her. He remembered that in his previous life on Blue Star, every time he saw her die to save Xuanjian, he felt regret more than once.

  Wei Qianqian was the daughter of Wei Yong, the Grand Minister of Works of Wei, and the wife of Xuan Jian.

  She rescued the severely wounded Xuan Jian by chance and they pledged their love. She became pregnant, but the child was taken by a maid of the Wei family and used by Wei Yong to blackmail Xuan Jian.

  Later, Xuan Jian was forced by Wei Yong to hand over the White Sword and was at a disadvantage under Dian Qing's attack. At this moment, to help Xuan Jian, she defied her father, seized the White Sword, and threw it to him. With the White Sword, Xuan Jian repelled Dian Qing. Wei Qianqian jumped from the city wall and was caught by Xuan Jian. She told Dian Qing that he was not the one who killed the Grand General. Dian Qing questioned the real culprit and stopped attacking. Enraged, Wei Yong ordered his soldiers to fire rockets to kill the two. Wei Qianqian told Xuan Jian how to open the city gate, and then, when Xuan Jian could not defend against Dian Qing's attack after solving the mechanism, she stepped forward and sacrificed her life to shield him from Dian Qing's attack.

  This kind-hearted woman became a political sacrifice for her father, Wei Yong.

  Xuan Jian sank her body and himself to the bottom of the lake, intending to end his life. However, seeing the black sword that had sunk to the bottom of the lake earlier, the fire of revenge in his heart burned fiercely. He picked up the black sword again, vowing to avenge Qianqian!

  Xuan Jian thus completely descended into darkness.

  [Ding, Wei Yong, who guards the Black and White Xuan Jian, discovered that the famous sword had been stolen and has decided to kill the host. Hatred value has increased to 100%, hatred points increased by 10,000. Please prepare, protagonist. In ten seconds, the protagonist will be randomly teleported to a location within one kilometer of the Wei family's guards. The duration is one hour. 10, 9, 8]

  Hearing the system's childlike female voice notification in his mind, Zu Zong sighed.

  "So be it! Consider it a moment of compassion. Hopefully, it's not too late."

  [3, 2, 1, teleportation begins.] As soon as he

  finished speaking, accompanied by a distortion of the surrounding space, Zu Zong disappeared from the room.

  At the same time, in the capital of Wei.

  Below the city wall, Xuan Jian was being attacked by Dian Qing.

  Without his white sword and with his black sword nowhere to be found, he was no match for Dian Qing, who had mastered the armored martial arts to their fullest extent. He quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and was on the verge of collapse.

  On the city wall, Wei Qianqian pleaded desperately, but Wei Yong remained ruthless, driven by self-interest, determined to eliminate Xuan Jian.

  Just as Wei Qianqian was about to seize the white sword to save Xuan Jian, it vanished before everyone's eyes.

  Seeing the white sword disappear from his hand, Wei Yong was practically seething with rage. If the white sword returned to Xuan Jian's hands, Xuan Jian could very well break through the encirclement, and the consequences would be dire. Suffering Xuan Jian's revenge was secondary; the real danger was that his crimes would likely be exposed later, and he would lose his current power and status.

  Wei Yong roared, "Who? Who stole the White Sword? I'll kill him!"

  He then turned to Wei Qianqian beside him, glaring angrily, "Was it you? Were you planning to save Xuan Jian? You unfilial daughter!"

  Wei Qianqian's face turned pale. She did want to steal the White Sword to save Xuan Jian, but just as she was about to steal it, the White Sword had vanished.

  As Wei Yong continued to press her, Wei Qianqian involuntarily took a step back, and behind her was the very edge of the city tower.

  "Ah!" With a scream, and unsurprisingly, Wei Qianqian fell.

  Everyone was drawn by Wei Qianqian's scream.

  Xuan Jian was even more distracted and was caught by Dian Qing, who struck him down. Lying on the ground, he watched Wei Qianqian fall, his eyes filled with despair.

  However, the next moment, a shocking scene unfolded.

  Just as Wei Qianqian was about to hit the ground, at the critical moment, a blue-silver plant appeared out of thin air and caught her, delivering her to Xuan Jian's side.

  "How vicious! Old man Wei, you actually dared to harm your own daughter."   

  A clear, crisp voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

  A blue-haired youth, dressed in black and wearing a fire fox mask, appeared on the city wall opposite Wei Yong. This was none other than the Clan Elder, who had arrived just in time. Teleported here, his landing point was nearby, and seeing Wei Qianqian forced to fall from the city wall by Wei Yong, he rushed over, averting a tragedy.

  Wei Yong narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you meddling in my affairs?"

  The zuzong was too lazy to pay him any attention; talking to such a pure politician was a waste of time. Gathering his soul power, he instantly appeared before Wei Qianqian and Xuan Jian.

  The zuzong move startled everyone. A master, an absolute master.

  Even top experts like Xuan Jian and Dian Qing, with their keen eyesight, couldn't fully discern the zuzong's movements.

  Seeing Wei Qianqian unharmed, Xuan Jian, enduring the pain, stood up with her help. He knew it was this man who had saved his wife.

  Xuan Jian clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Thank you for saving Qianqian, otherwise..."

  Wei Qianqian also bowed, "Thank you for saving me."

  Zu Zong waved his hand, "No need. I just didn't want to see this tragedy happen. Miss Wei is kind-hearted, and you, Xuan Jian, were willing to retire from the martial world for her sake. If she died, you would surely be consumed by hatred and become a slave to revenge. That would be the most tragic thing." Zu

  Zong's words silenced Xuan Jian and Wei Qianqian. Their hands were clasped tightly together.

  Then Zu Zong looked at Dian Qing standing to the side. It was only a few years since Zheng Ge ascended the throne, and there were still at least three or four years before he went to Han to visit Han Fei. Ying Zheng had not yet unified China, the six states still existed, and Dian Qing's eyes were not yet blind.

  The zuzong said calmly to Dian Qing, "Do you really think Xuan Jian killed your master? What do you think, Miss Wei?"

  "Xuan Jian didn't kill your master," Wei Qianqian replied. As she said this, her expression turned somewhat melancholy, because she knew that the one who truly killed Dian Qing's master was her father, Wei Yong.

  As he spoke, the zuzong glanced at Wei Yong standing on the city wall.

  Sure enough, Wei Yong's expression changed drastically, from previous apprehension and solemnity to pure killing intent, a naked and undisguised murderous intent.

  "Dian Qing, kill them quickly! This person is Xuan Jian's accomplice, and he's definitely involved in your master's death!" Wei Yong shouted.

  Although Dian Qing was muscular, he was not simple-minded; on the contrary, he was very perceptive. He might not trust others, but since Wei Qianqian had spoken, the matter was worth investigating.

  "Who killed my master?" Dian Qing asked.

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