Chaotic World Book-Chapter 79 - 77 Great Xia Dragon Sparrow (Please subscribe for monthly tickets)

Chapter 79: Chapter 77 Great Xia Dragon Sparrow (Please subscribe for monthly tickets)

The so-called need for Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang to provide evidence as parties involved seems to have no real significance. No wonder no one has asked them about the details along the way. The key points are already unrelated to them, and asking for more details would be redundant.

Now, the simplest and most straightforward solution is to bring out the Qinghe Sword. Whoever harbors the most guilt in their heart at this moment, the Qinghe Sword will inevitably strike down. Wouldn’t that resolve the matter?

Cui Wenjing, who had remained silent all this while, finally slowly began to speak, "I agree with the summoning of the Qinghe Sword, but we must first clarify an issue."

Everyone bowed, "Please, Family Head, enlighten us."

Cui Wenjing looked around with a cold voice, "I do not know why, but it seems that all discussions have been focused on the suspicions of Yuan Yong and Yuancheng, as if the other cousins and even the uncles are beyond suspicion... Who started this atmosphere, leading a bunch of fools astray?"

Everyone was momentarily stunned, with quite a few faces turning red.

Of course, many were intentionally stirring the pot either overtly or covertly. If both members of the Cui family’s senior line were suspects, wouldn’t others get their chance?

With so many people setting the tone, indeed, quite a few were led astray, never even considering the possibility of others having suspicions.

Cui Wenjing coldly said, "What clever scheming. How many in the world can dare claim they’ve never done anything bad, that they haven’t harbored sneaky thoughts? If only Yuan Yong and Yuancheng face the Divine Sword trial, it won’t speak. It will only choose one to kill. Who knows why it killed? I would die as a father, and my son would die branded by unjust suspicions!"

The elderly man who had been reporting the situation earlier nodded, "What Wenjing says is true. I had not considered this before."

Cui Wenjing said, "Thus, while summoning the Qinghe Sword is acceptable, everyone must face the sword trial. Whoever harbors the heaviest nefarious thoughts, it will be them!"

Cui Wenjue couldn’t help but say, "Big brother, is that appropriate... As you have just said, the Qinghe Sword’s judgment of good and evil may not be based on this matter..."

Cui Wenjing glanced at him, watching him squirm uncomfortably until he laughed, "At this very moment, the most intense guilt will be related to this matter, the easiest to project outward for the Sword Spirit to perceive. If only Yuan Yong and Yuancheng are chosen, even if they are innocent, the Divine Sword would still only kill the relatively more evil one, which is meaningless. Only when everyone tests the sword can there be no place to hide. You manage an entire region, can’t even grasp this principle?"

Cui Wenjue had no choice but to reply, "What big brother says is true. But the bronze hall is so small, we can only enter in batches. How will we discern who has the most serious issues?"

"I myself can control the sword," Cui Wenjing said, too lazy to elaborate, glancing around lightly, "Are you all willing to try?"

Cui Yuanyong and Cui Yuancheng both shouted decisively, "Willing!"

What else could others say? To declare unwillingness at this point would be to openly admit guilt, wouldn’t it?

"Alright," Cui Wenjing smiled slightly and stood up, "Since most of the junior family members are not present, you may return first to summon others and assemble outside the bronze hall. Yuan Yang and Changhe, come with me first. As the victims, you need to be inside to witness."

With those words, Cui Wenjing left the ancestral hall, Cui Yuanyang and Zhao Changhe exchanged a glance and followed.

Indeed, the bronze hall was cramped, merely the size of a standard room; even housing a dozen people felt congested. After all, forged entirely of copper, such a size was already formidable. The Cui Family didn’t regard money as mere mud.

Inside the hall darkness enveloped, but everyone possessed some night vision, allowing them to discern that to the left and right were pedestals, each bearing a broadsword and a sword.

Before they could take a good look, both Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang shuddered simultaneously as they felt an overwhelmingly sharp killing intent cloaking them, majestic and honorable, vast and inscrutable.

The Qinghe Divine Sword, truly extraordinary. No wonder it required the protection of the bronze hall. If placed in a commonplace setting, where the killing intent seeped out continuously, who could live nearby...

"Damn it... It usually feels like I’m languishing in the Low Martial, but the moment it turns Mystical, it’s seriously lethal," Zhao Changhe muttered to himself, not looking at others’ Divine Swords, but staring intensely at the broadsword, his eyes blazing with desire.

There was no need to draw the blade for a trial... If the treasure given to the Cui family by Xia Longyuan was on par with this Divine Sword, or even slightly inferior, it would still be a top-tier Divine Weapon with Mystical attributes!

Moreover, its style and heft were exactly to his liking. It was the first time Zhao Changhe truly understood the feeling of "yearning for something in his dreams." Heaven knew, although others believed he was entangled in many romantic rumors, in truth he had never once felt for any woman he had known such a craving like he did for this broadsword!

At this moment, Cui Wenjing stood in front of the sword rack with his hands behind his back, looking down at the sword as if lost in thought. Cui Yuanyang glanced at his father, then at Zhao Changhe, and suddenly an epiphany welled up within him.

What his father had said to him before... he was trying to let him take Zhao Changhe to secretly try the sword now, without the need to puzzle over how to trick the guards at the bronze hall and steal it; that was an act he could not achieve.

No wonder Brother Zhao called him an old fox; how had he not realized before that his father was so cunning... er, so impressive...

She quietly tugged at the enthralled Zhao Changhe, tiptoeing to whisper in his ear, "Touch the sword; it might reject you, and we won’t consider. If it doesn’t, we’ll talk."

Zhao Changhe was taken aback, looking at Cui Wenjing, "Your dad..."

"It’s fine, he doesn’t know."

"..."

Zhao Changhe looked at Cui Wenjing, who still seemed absorbed in his thoughts about the sword and paid no attention to them. Silently, he walked forward and gently gripped the handle of the broadsword.

Cui Yuanyang watched anxiously as Zhao Changhe seemed to jolt as his hand touched the handle, her heart racing to her throat, fearing that he would be flung away the next moment...

But after that initial shock, there was no further movement. Instead, Zhao Changhe closed his eyes, as if perceiving something.

Cui Yuanyang’s face was lit up with ecstatic joy as he turned his head to look at his father. Cui Wenjing, still appearing deep in thought as he gazed at the sword, nonetheless hooked up a smile at the corners of his mouth, saying slowly, "It’s all right, let him perceive the opportunity. Go and see if they have arrived, let your great-uncles come in to witness, as each of the younger generation enters one by one to undergo the test."

Full of excitement, Cui Yuanyang ran out to summon the people. Soon, several highly respected clan elders came in to bear witness, and they were all taken aback to see Zhao Changhe standing quietly by the broadsword with his hand on the hilt. Glancing at Cui Wenjing, who was serenely holding the sword, he said indifferently, "The guest is just taking a look at the sword, don’t be petty. Let the others in."

The elders were not focused on this matter and said nothing, the Cui Family insider test officially began.

The first to be tested was Cui Yuancheng, the most suspected. This young man came straight to his father and asked, "How will you test? Just a touch, or does it involve drawing blood or something?"

That eager demeanor, he was truly anxious to clear his name.

Cui Wenjing extended the sword toward him, "A simple touch will suffice. Any part will do. The Divine Sword has a spirit; it will remember your qi and make a comparison later."

Cui Yuancheng couldn’t stop touching it, acting as if urging the sword to make sure to remember him well. The watching clan elders chuckled at this display; from this behavior alone, this young man’s suspicion was already halved.

Later, Cui Yuanyong did likewise, but he was more somber than his brother. Upon entering, he first bowed to everyone present before touching the sword, grasping it as if he hated to let go.

Cui Yuanyang sighed with relief; he knew it couldn’t be his two brothers!

As long as it wasn’t them, it appeared there was nothing to make a fuss about. Losing interest, he stealthily turned his gaze back to his lover. How was he faring after all this time?

Zhao Changhe hadn’t, as anticipated, fallen into any extremely mystical illusion; he merely experienced the meaning of the broadsword.

At first, he faced repulsion and backlash, but instinctively he harnessed his Inner Strength to take control. Once his Inner Strength made contact with the hilt, the broadsword suddenly seemed cheerful, even jubilant.

It wasn’t the imagined "Sword Spirit" or "Sword Spirit" akin to living beings, but rather the Divine Weapon’s own "intent". Its spiritual nature inherently craved to drink fresh blood and longed for the battlefield, unwilling to be kept in the dark and sunless shrine for long periods, unused.

However, not just anyone was worthy of wielding it. Did ordinary mortals also want to touch "me"?

Magnificent figures, emperors indeed. With vast lands under their command, their orders unopposed, where the sword’s edge points, legions clash!

The dragon, the Azure Dragon – rising from the east, with Heart Fire blazing like the sun, ushering in the growth of grass and trees, signaling the approach of high summer.

The sparrow, the Vermilion Bird – commanding the southern pole, its fierce flames reaching the heavens, annihilating all, harboring the seeds of life amidst destruction.

The Azure Dragon governs growth, the Vermilion Bird dictates demise, life and death subtly trade places, the sun and moon continue their cycles.

Thus, the cosmos convene to forge Great Xia.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow!

Zhao Changhe suddenly had a feeling... the martial essence he perceived upon entering wasn’t from the Qinghe Sword, it was from the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow... could it be that the Qinghe Sword had nothing special about it?

If the Qinghe Sword truly had nothing unique, then his father-in-law’s test was essentially a bluff? A ruse to keep those with ulterior motives from finding out there was an issue with the Qinghe Sword?

As he thought this, a faint killing intent made itself felt, and the Azure Dragon looked back while the Vermilion Bird gazed intently.

What petty thief dares to provoke the might of heaven?

Zhao Changhe opened his eyes and glanced sideways, to see a young member of the Cui Family whom he didn’t recognize undergoing the Qinghe Sword test. Yet, that young man’s eyes darted toward Zhao Changhe’s direction, his gaze seemingly harboring a hidden murderous intent that he quickly concealed.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow began to vibrate madly. Who! Such utter disrespect, nine deaths would not suffice for absolution!

Everyone in the room looked over in shock, and the young man similarly retreated in alarm.

The broadsword in Zhao Changhe’s hand trembled incessantly, but his eyes remained fixed on the man, revealing a cold sneer, "Are you angry that I thwarted your scheme to assassinate Yangyang, and now your urge to kill is directed at me?"

The man continued to retreat, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Roar!" With the dragon’s roar and the phoenix’s cry, the broadsword’s cry surged wildly!

Zhao Changhe did not reply; the broadsword in his hand leapt into action, slicing through the tiny space towards the other’s head!

Regardless of whether his father-in-law’s Qinghe Sword was of any use, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow had already sensed the killing intent. As far as Zhao Changhe was concerned, what more evidence did he need? If you intended to kill me, then I shall kill you first! Why should I wait for your father’s mercy!

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