Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 286 - 193: The World’s First Sword

Chapter 286: Chapter 193: The World’s First Sword

His eyes carried hints of intoxication, yet they shimmered with a luminosity unparallel, marking the brightest pair Jiang Feng had ever beheld.

Proactively he reached out, taking the somewhat heavy iron wire from the youth’s hands, his palm gently caressing, feeling the unsmooth patterns of what was merely a common fire poker.

But for Jiang Feng, this item bore extraordinary significance.

"Do you intend to meld Meteor Iron into this fire poker?"

He casually tossed it back.

"Something like that, do you think it’s a waste, senior sister?"

"No, since the item was given to you, how you use it is your own matter, just..."

She leaned back.

Today, she went to visit Rainbow Cloud Mountain near Purple Cloud Palace, drank for a day, met some old friends and discussed many things. Besides catching up, she went to ask for some useful items.

Being a mentor for the first time, teaching swordplay was necessary, yet guiding these children on their spiritual cultivation was equally vital.

"I’m just curious why you chose it; this poker is heavily scarred and warped, hardly a good piece of iron—if I remember correctly, you have a decent longsword."

With the keen eyes of Liu Tangxi, she could tell the sword Jiang Feng often carried was of fine quality, being the Sect Leader of Fan Yin Sect’s flying sword, naturally not inferior.

Responding to the inquiry, Jiang Feng said four words.

"Because it’s handy."

This was the first time Jiang Feng interacted with something that could be called a weapon.

Originally, he wielded this iron wire in a rainy night duel with Wang Qi, it stained his hands with blood and enabled him to avenge his own.

More handy than the longsword he now possessed.

"I knew I wasn’t wrong, you are much like me. Initially, I was just like you."

Liu Xianzi finally couldn’t hide her smile.

The youth was momentarily startled, a flicker of confusion passing through his eyes as he hesitated before answering, deeply pondering the true meaning behind his senior sister’s words, then he vaguely guessed something.

"Senior sister, was your choice when you first joined the sect similar to mine? Was the Tangxi Sword also cultivated by you using a common weapon?"

"You’re right, but not entirely."

Liu Xianzi, with a wave, pulled out a longsword from her waist, three feet and three inches long, styled in an archaic and hefty design, the only puzzling aspect, its material.

Wooden sword.

Jiang Feng immediately recognized it; it was often used by his senior sister to discipline him whenever he made mistakes or upset her, occasionally pulling it out to knock his head.

Staring at the wooden sword for a while, Jiang Feng suddenly realized its length and hilt seemed extremely familiar, blurting out three words.

"Tangxi Sword?"

"Yes."

The celestial nodded slightly, her face highlighted by a remnant blush, Liu Xianzi tonight seemed less cold, more emotional.

"Senior sister, hold on, let me prepare something."

Their sibling-like bond was truly close and deeply understanding.

With a smiling gesture, indicating Jiang Feng to hurry, the youth dashed out, first to the kitchen, while Liu Tangxi merely shifted from the couch, lazily stretching.

Her curvaceous figure was truly captivating; had he known she would pull this act, he wouldn’t have left.

In just a few minutes, the youth returned puffing, with a dish of spicy cucumber salad, a dish of peanuts, and a lump of beef with a thickness rivaling that of a Lanzhou noodle chef.

Two pots of wine on the table, following his acquaintance with Liu Tangxi, Jiang Feng developed a habit of raiding local delicacies wherever he went. The wine was mild, a fragrant yellow wine, perfect as a complement to the evening meal.

Both sat at the table, seemingly revisiting the time, half a year ago, when they spent an entire night chatting.

One hand lifting a slice of beef thin as cicada’s wings, even Liu Xianzi couldn’t help laughing, her tone playful.

"You really have improved your knife skills, junior brother."

"Heh heh, after so long practicing the sword with senior sister, it’s not that I lacked the skill before, but being a shopkeeper, of course, we must cut costs. Come, senior sister, I’m quite curious about your sword’s story, why did you choose this path?"

Eagerly pouring wine, he perched like a dutiful student listening to a lesson, the reason clearly had to be something from her childhood leaving a lasting memory, judging from its long-time appearance.

The tangy flavor increased Liu Xianzi’s appetite, she did not hide it, placing the wooden sword on the couch, her heart filled with deep emotion.

Originally, she couldn’t bear to part with this wooden sword, but its material was unsuitable for reforging into a weapon, so she forged this prestigious sword using her own Essence Blood, modeled after the wooden sword.

Named the Tangxi.

"Many years ago, before my feet tread the Immortal Path, I was merely a merchant’s daughter, born ordinary yet carefree, living in a remote town by the East Sea, life was easy and leisurely."

"I was somewhat wild as a child, either chasing dogs, fighting with the local boys, or if disagreements arose, we fought outright, even forming little crews to stand up against kids from other streets."