Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 659 - 656: The Origin of the Demon Blade

Chapter 659: Chapter 656: The Origin of the Demon Blade

Guizhong Yilang’s gaze flickered, uncertain of what he was thinking, but after a few seconds, his expression became calm again, as if no longer affected by Lin Tian’s words.

However, Lin Tian understood very well that Guizhong Yilang was forcefully suppressing his anger. Even the Buddha can get angry, and when he does, it’s a world-ending fury. The Unmoving Ming King is the embodiment of the Buddha’s rage, and as an Onmyoji, he had all the normal human emotions, perhaps even more intensely than the average person.

"Young man, thinking of unsettling me? You’re still too green," Guizhong Yilang said with a faint smile, then added, "Before we make a move, I have a question I hope you can answer for me."

"I am under no obligation to answer any questions, but we can exchange on equal terms. If you want an answer to one question, then exchange it with the answer to another question," Lin Tian, not wanting to be at a disadvantage, made his demand.

"Very well, this is a fair deal. I like dealing with straightforward people," Guizhong Yilang replied without hesitation, agreeing to Lin Tian’s terms.

As far as Guizhong Yilang was concerned, Lin Tian was a dead man walking, so answering any question didn’t matter.

"I am very curious, how did you undo the Demon Blade’s seal?" Guizhong Yilang inquired.

The Heavenly Master Girl and the others looked toward Lin Tian, also wanting to know how he managed to break the seal.

"How did I break it? The Demon Blade’s seal was extremely fragile; I tore it open the moment I touched it. I was even wondering why the seal placed by you Onmyoji was so weak; it trapped me badly, causing the Demon Blade to control me," Lin Tian said with indignation.

Not mentioning it was one thing, but speaking of it now made Lin Tian full of anger. Such a dangerous object left uncared for was one thing, but to put on it such a flimsy seal was clearly a trap.

"Impossible!" Guizhong Yilang replied with absolute certainty, frowning as he said, "Although Master Dao Man is our mortal enemy in the Guizhong Clan, he is indeed formidable. The seal he created alongside ten other masters, how could it possibly be so easily broken? Even after centuries, the seal should be very strong!"

"Unless..." Guizhong Yilang’s previously certain tone suddenly turned hesitant.

"Unless what?" Lin Tian was puzzled.

"Unless your Yin Sha Qi even surpasses that of the Demon Blade, but I cannot detect a trace of Evil Qi on you," Guizhong Yilang said with perplexity.

Yin Sha Qi surpassing the Demon Blade’s? Lin Tian’s mind raced, reminding himself that he was a zombie, with the heaviest of Evil Qi, which he normally kept deeply hidden and did not show.

Back in school, during a conflict with Guo Heng from the school basketball team, Lin Tian had once slightly released his Evil Qi, causing all the classmates to think winter had suddenly arrived.

Could it be that what Guizhong Yilang said was true? Lin Tian had several thoughts and felt it would be better to bluff his way through, as revealing the truth would not benefit him.

"What Yin Sha Qi? Look at me, handsome and radiant, free-spirited and unrestrained, adored by everyone, flowers bloom at the sight of me—do I look like someone burdened with heavy Evil Qi?" Lin Tian said, feigning narcissism.

"You brat, you’re even more narcissistic than I am," the Demon Blade, who had originally agreed not to speak, couldn’t help but interject at this point.

Ning Luoxi and the other girls simultaneously rolled their eyes at Lin Tian; how could someone be so self-absorbed? His skin was thicker than a city wall.

Guizhong Yilang was about to ask further, but Lin Tian interrupted him, quickly saying, "This is how the seal was broken, and if you don’t believe me, I can’t help it. You’ve already asked your first question, and asking any more will cost you."

"Fine, having an idea in my mind is enough, it no longer matters how to break the seal. After all, by breaking the seal, you’ve done me a great favor. Ask your questions; as for last words, forget it, I have no interest in passing on the dying wishes of a dead man," Guizhong Yilang said indifferently, no longer dwelling on the matter of the seal.

"What was your purpose in sealing the Demon Blade and involving me?" Lin Tian asked directly, not beating around the bush.

Guizhong Yilang smiled faintly and said, "I knew you would ask this question. If I don’t tell you, I suppose you would die with your eyes wide open in discontent."

"You all know that I am a descendant of the Onmyoji, but what you don’t know is that our Guizhong Clan excels in the Corpse Refining Technique."

"Corpse Refining Technique?" the Heavenly Master Girl asked, frowning.

"As a Huaxia Demon Exorcist, you must have some understanding of Corpse Refining. It is a technique where one chooses corpses born on days with a strong yin presence or those with special constitutions, and places them in lands rich in yin energy to refine the bodies through secret techniques," Guizhong Yilang claimed, seeming very proud as he spoke of the Corpse Refining Technique.

"Back in the days of the Warring States in Japan, an era of great strife and rampant wars, countless people died unnatural deaths, and bodies were piled up like mountains on battlefields. Thanks to this, the Guizhong Clan developed rapidly, and our Corpse Refining Technique nearly reached its pinnacle."

"At that time, the most outstanding individual of the Guizhong Clan, my ancestor, was Guizhong Mingsi. You youngsters might not have heard of my ancestor’s name, but that doesn’t matter; the Guizhong Clan prefers to keep a low profile," he continued.

"My ancestor frequented battlefields in search of suitable corpses to perfect the Corpse Refining Technique. One day, he discovered a peculiar war sword on the battlefield, indeed, the Cunzheng. At that time, Cunzheng was in the hands of a dead general, who incredibly, his spilled blood seemed absorbed by the blade of Cunzheng."

"Cunzheng was forged by the renowned bladesmith Cunzheng Clan, and the general who wielded the Cunzheng sword was no ordinary fighter. My ancestor recognized the general at a glance, the general’s name isn’t important; what mattered was that through his identity, my ancestor knew the general was born on a day abounded with yin energy."

"My ancestor consecrated the general and Cunzheng together. At the time, Cunzheng was merely notably sharp, but after my ancestor’s consecration, it became capable of absorbing a person’s blood and soul essence. To make Cunzheng even stronger, my ancestor returned the refined Cunzheng sword to the battlefield. After the battle, Cunzheng fell into the hands of other commanders, and Cunzheng continued to kill," he expounded.

"Until it developed a consciousness and became a Demon Blade that slayed its owner, all this is recorded by the Guizhong Clan," Guizhong Yilang concluded.

"So, your ancestor’s purpose was to craft a mighty weapon, why didn’t it end up in his hands in the end?" the Heavenly Master Girl inquired.

Guizhong Yilang shook his head and replied, "This I do not know. But I guess, perhaps my ancestor didn’t think the Demon Blade was powerful enough, so he left records for us, the descendants, to reclaim Cunzheng when it reached its peak. Regrettably, due to its overwhelming Evil Qi, and having claimed too many lives in peacetime, it alarmed Master Dao Man of that era."

"We, the descendants of the Guizhong Clan, did not manage to reclaim the Demon Blade before it was sealed by Master Dao Man, and hence it vanished without a trace. It wasn’t until my generation that I found it again, but sadly, I couldn’t break Master Dao Man’s seal, so this young man has done me a great favor," Guizhong Yilang said with a faint smile.