Chapter 67: Are you human?!

  A generation of swordsmen can be forced to this extent by worldly wealth, but they won't steal or rob... Although Chu Yang has some contempt for this approach and doesn't quite agree with it, he can't help but admire the guy's persistence.

  "Going solo, huh?" Chu Yang smiled, putting on an air of mystery. He pointed to the long and short weapons hanging on the wall: "Take a look first, how do my swords compare to yours?"

  As he spoke, Chu Yang stood up and took down a sword from the wall, along with a curved knife. He placed them in front of Gu Du Xing.

  Gu Du Xing's expression changed, and a look of disdain appeared on his face. He said slantingly, "This sword of yours, judging from its appearance, is new and has never been used. It's clearly just been forged. The scabbard shines brightly, although there are some cloud-like patterns on it, but at first glance, it's just ordinary steel. It's not worth a high price."

  This guy is really straightforward.

  "This kind of sword, also known as a roadside product, is only good for killing chickens. At most, it's just deceiving people who don't understand the trade..." Gu Du Xing said, reaching out to take the long sword with scabbard. He didn't even give the knife a glance, truly worthy of being a swordsman. As soon as he held the sword in his hand, Gu Du Xing suddenly let out a "hmm". The disdainful expression on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by intense surprise."

  "This sword... something's off..." muttered Gu Du Xing, his heart shocked. This sword was actually heavier than his own!

  Chu Yang chuckled and stood up, walking into the inner room. Looking at this guy, he must be hungry, so he should prepare some food for him. As for his own sword and Gu Du Xing being together, Chu Yang was 100% at ease. This guy almost starved to death but wouldn't steal, instead he would pawn his beloved treasured sword... If he couldn't trust him, then there really wasn't anyone else who could be trusted.

  Even if the fifth gentle would steal his own sword and escape, Chu Yang wouldn't be surprised; but if it's said that Gu Du Xing would steal his own sword and escape... isn't that too ridiculous?

  After a while, Chu Yang walked out with the meal, only to see Gu Du Xing sitting at the table, still staring wide-eyed and maintaining an expression of extreme shock. This guy was obviously starving, yet he remained unmoved by the food Chu Yang had brought out, his eyes fixed on the sword in his hand as he muttered to himself: "How is this possible? How is this possible? A sword that hasn't been tempered with human blood, how can it be so sharp?"

  "What's impossible?" Chu Yang held a thick iron bar in his hand. He grabbed the sword from Gu Du Xing's hand and sliced it onto the iron bar like he was slicing an apple.

  A faint sound, a thin slice of iron was cut off; Gu Du Xing's eyes were fixed on him, he could see that Chu Yang's hands had no internal energy.

  It's just sharp with this sword itself!

  Another piece of land.

  Whoosh... whoosh...

  A thick iron rod had been cut in half, on the ground, a piece of shavings-like thing was stuck, black and shiny.

  Gu Du Xing felt like he was going to collapse.

  I had a conflict with my family and for other reasons, I ran away secretly, but in the rush, I forgot to bring silver. Along the way, I pawned almost everything on me.

  Besides, he's a man, not a woman, what kind of ornament would he wear? Just a piece of jade pendant and a few gold beads that serve as hidden weapons.

  But walking into the pawnshop time and time again, Gu Du Xing was thoroughly annoyed by those people. His own jade pendant and gold beads went in, but they became "tattered jade pendants" and "tattered gold beads"...

  Is this thing also broken?

  So Gu Du Xing, although he had been starving for two days, was resolute in his refusal to go to the pawnshop. His Black Dragon sword was a dignified and noble sword, after all! If those people were to call it "a broken and tattered sword" again, he feared that he really would not be able to restrain himself from drawing his sword and killing someone!

  So he came all the way here and only found this place after hearing the terrifying legend of "Tian Bing Ge".

  When I saw the three words "Tian Bing Ge", I suddenly felt very comfortable. Tian Bing Ge... my own Black Dragon, isn't it just a heavenly soldier? Apart from the two words "Tian Bing", there really aren't any other words that can match my Black Dragon!

  Even the phrase "divine weapon" is not enough!

  The black dragon is indeed spiritual!

  Then Gu Du walked in, he had made up his mind. As long as the other party accepted, he must raise gold and silver in the shortest time, and then redeem Hei Long back at the fastest speed.

  Of course, there is a premise. That is, the boss of Tianbing Pavilion must cherish Heilong in order to be at ease himself!

  Who would have known that a place I casually walked into would possess such a treasured sword! The legendary "cutting through iron like mud"... could it be that I've really seen it?

  In the dark, Gu Du Xing pinched his thigh hard and finally confirmed that he was not dreaming. The next moment, Gu Du Xing suddenly became furious!

  Furiously angry!

  "You're selling such a sword to these commoners here?" Gu Du Xing suddenly jumped up, his eyes gleaming like copper bells, glaring fiercely at Chu Yang.

  His stomach was growling louder and louder, while his mouth was also roaring, raging like thunder!

  "Huh?" Chu Yang blinked repeatedly.

  "This is blasphemy! This is a crime! An insult to these divine swords!" Gu Du Xing bellowed, going completely mad. Seeing the other party still with an expression of nonchalance, he couldn't help but feel his heart was about to burst from rage!

  Such a divine sword, must be owned by an unparalleled swordsman, and cannot be possessed by anyone else! Nor is it worthy of being possessed!

  Have you not heard that precious swords are matched with famous scholars and bright pearls are given to beautiful women? How can ordinary men possess these divine weapons?

  Heavenly soldiers, you have nothing to be ashamed of!

  "I won't allow it!" Gu Du Xing jumped up, his eyes sharp: "Absolutely not allowed!"

  Chu Yang was stunned. Looking at this guy who was almost starving to death with a growling stomach, jumping up and down in his own store with an excited look on his face, yet not allowing himself to sell his own things... This is also too ridiculous, right?

  "Hey, buddy, this store seems to be mine." Chu Yang cried and laughed helplessly.

  "What's with this 'yours' and 'mine'? Yours won't work either!"

  Chu Yang was speechless. This guy, no wonder his cultivation progress is so fast, it seems he's already infatuated with the sword. Directly, it's a severe case of being enchanted by the sword. Infatuation, it's not just a little bit anymore.

  "These, these, these are the rarest and most precious swords in the world!" Gu Du Xing's eyes, face, and even his entire body radiated an intense, crazed glow: "This... this is a perfect sword! This is a deadly instrument of slaughter! If such a sword were to pierce a person's heart, if it were to chop off a person's head, if it were to... how exhilarating would that be?! Just thinking about it is pure pleasure!"

  As he spoke, he closed his eyes, stretched out his hand as if holding a sword, and made simulated sounds with his mouth, completely absorbed in the moment: "Whoosh, whoosh... This is what it means to be a sword! This is where a sword belongs!"

  Chu Yang was stunned and speechless, looking at this madman, directly categorizing him as a mentally ill person. Is there still such a thing?

  Gu Du Xing was so excited that he seemed to be having a seizure, and with a "clang" sound, he pulled out the knife on the table again. In the flashing light of the knife, this brother's seizure became even more severe, approaching extreme levels: "This knife...this knife is also a rare treasure in the world..."

  He rushed to the wall and with a "brushing" sound, both short sword and dagger were drawn out of their sheaths at the same time.

  "This is simply the dream of all martial artists under the heavens!" Gu Duxing was stunned; suddenly, with a look of extreme grief and indignation, he glared at Chu Yang: "You... you... you actually want to sell such a sword?! You actually want to sell the dream of all martial artists in the world?!"

  He glared, step by step approaching Chu Yang, his facial muscles twitching, his two eyes suddenly bulging out like a frog's, then shrinking back into a sharp line, his lips trembling, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar: "Are you human or not?!"

  Chu Yang was completely stunned!