Liang Xiao snapped back to reality, burst into laughter, and ignoring Jian Qinwan's resentment, turned and ran back to his room. He retrieved a jar of Yizui Bainian and placed it on the table.
Jian Nanfeng wore a displeased expression. "You're only giving this one jar? She's my most beloved daughter, meticulously nurtured since childhood, my precious pearl! Can't you add more?"
Jian Qinwan choked for a moment, almost raising her sword to strike her human-trafficking father.
"This jar is just to whet your appetite for now!"
Liang Xiao quickly waved his hands and explained, "From now on, as long as you wish to drink, you can have as much Yizui Bainian as you want!"
Jian Nanfeng's eyes lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction. "This son-in-law is reliable! From this moment on, I will treat you as my own son!"
Jian Qinwan gazed at Liang Xiao and Jian Nanfeng tenderly, her heart warming.
Actually, her father wasn't short of money to buy wine. He was merely using this as an excuse to agree to the marriage, being the head of the family.
Unexpectedly, Jian Nanfeng then sighed lightly, "This precious daughter of mine is quite valuable, isn't she."
Yue Lian and Zhuo Xun were already laughing uncontrollably. Jian Qinwan flushed red and stood up, chiding, "Father!!"
"Good son-in-law, don't let her feigned anger fool you. She's already overjoyed inside, tsk tsk…" Jian Nanfeng ignored Jian Qinwan's resentful gaze and roared with laughter at Liang Xiao.
"I'm so angry…" Jian Qinwan stomped her foot, her face red, like a little girl whose secrets were exposed by her parents, not daring to look at Liang Xiao.
Her mother had handed her over to Liang Xiao, her master had abandoned her to Liang Xiao.
Her father was even more heartless, directly selling her to Liang Xiao!!
All three of her pillars of support had crumbled…
But when Jian Qinwan saw how much Jian Nanfeng valued her "flower-picking thief," and how the thief tightly held her hand, she became so happy that she no longer cared about anything.
Jian Nanfeng stopped teasing Jian Qinwan. He opened Yizui Bainian, took a deep breath, and swallowed. "Fortunately, I can still taste such fine wine in my lifetime!"
"This wine is potent. Father-in-law, please moderate your consumption and do not drink too much," Liang Xiao reminded him.
"I know! Don't you understand that feeling? The satisfaction of an occasional small drink makes life feel worthwhile…" Jian Nanfeng couldn't help but inhale deeply again.
"When life is good, indulge freely, and never let the golden goblet be empty against the moon," Liang Xiao said without hesitation.
Everyone praised him in unison.
Jian Nanfeng pondered for a moment, then removed the treasured sword at his waist and placed it on the table.
"This sword is the Cang Sheng Sword!" With that, Jian Nanfeng drew the sword from its sheath.
Everyone looked closely. The blade was silver-white and gleamed with a cold light!
Liang Xiao's heart leaped. "A peerless sword!" he exclaimed.
Jian Nanfeng smiled. "Of course! This sword is forged from extremely rare Silver Dragon Gold. It was formerly the battlefield sword of the King of the East Sea, and it eventually fell into my hands."
Everyone understood.
The material of the Cang Sheng Sword was the same as the Tian Long Po Cheng Halberd, indicating that the Tian Long Po Cheng Halberd was indeed forged from Silver Dragon Gold.
"The King of the East Sea killed countless enemies in his lifetime. This sword is stained with too much blood and is a notoriously fierce weapon. After much deliberation, I renamed it the Cang Sheng Sword, meaning it is to be wielded for the common people."
Jian Nanfeng said, sheathed the sword, and sighed. "After meeting you, I am even more convinced that no one in this world is more qualified to wield this sword than you!"
"Then you yourself will have no sword to use…"
Jian Nanfeng interrupted Liang Xiao. "I have other collectibles."
Liang Xiao was relieved and was about to express his thanks when Jian Nanfeng suddenly snatched the sword back, clutching it to his chest with a wary expression. "However, this Cang Sheng Sword cannot be given to you casually. Earlier, your Yizui Bainian was merely to exchange for my daughter!"
Liang Xiao was taken aback. "Father-in-law, please just say the word!"
Jian Nanfeng said, "Poetry and wine in Jiangnan, a swordsman's heart… I also like the poem you wrote for Zhuo Lingjun very much! Now you must write one for me that satisfies me!"
Liang Xiao smiled and nodded, retrieved the Four Treasures of the Study, and began to write with vigor.
The poem's title: "The Swordsman"!
[For ten years, a sword was honed, its frosty edge untested. Today, I present it to you, are there any injustices left unanswered?]
Jian Nanfeng was instantly overjoyed and couldn't put the poem down. "For ten years, a sword was honed, excellent, excellent! Take it back to Tianshan, and let your senior brothers and sisters see and learn from it properly!"
Jian Qinwan covered her mouth and chuckled, no longer dwelling on her father "selling" her to Liang Xiao.
Jian Nanfeng immediately handed the Cang Sheng Sword to Liang Xiao. "Use the Fu You Sword for everyday wear, and the Cang Sheng Sword for battling on the battlefield."
Battling on the battlefield?
Zhuo Xun was even more bewildered, her eyes fixed on Liang Xiao.
Liang Xiao nodded solemnly, picked up the Cang Sheng Sword, and marveled inwardly.
The edge of the Cang Sheng Sword was sharp, and the body was thick and heavy, definitely exceeding ten pounds!
The edge of the Fu You Sword was too fine, and he always had to guard against it breaking and leading to his death.
This Cang Sheng Sword was the battlefield sword he had always dreamed of!
Jian Nanfeng looked at Liang Xiao, his expression shifting from joy to calm.
Liu Yunzi, who didn't believe in such things and was considered his half-master, had convinced him that there was no such thing as ghosts and gods. He had also witnessed Liang Xiao's swordsmanship and combat firsthand.
Who the Heavenly General truly was, was obvious!
However, this child was only nineteen years old, yet he was proficient in both civil and martial arts, excelling in both to an unprecedented degree…
Jian Nanfeng couldn't understand it at all, and even began to doubt his own life.
Could it be that ghosts and gods truly existed?
Seeing Liang Xiao's fondness for the Cang Sheng Sword, Jian Qinwan's smile widened.
This was also considered her dowry!
Princess Ning Shuang could allow him to pursue his ambitions, Luo Qingxue could manage their household, Yue Lian could care for him attentively, Zhuo Xun could paint and write for him, and only she had always felt useless, like a burden…
Liang Xiao requested to test the sword, and Jian Nanfeng readily agreed.
Thus, Liang Xiao, holding the Cang Sheng Sword, walked towards a nearby stone that was three inches high and struck it down with one sword.
A rock with a diameter of three feet was instantly cleaved in two!
Everyone applauded and cheered, and Liang Xiao's heart rejoiced even more. He smiled and sheathed the sword.
During the Battle of Luzhou, if he had used the Cang Sheng Sword at that time, he might have been able to escape easily without the Bai Ye Fei Ying needing to break through the encirclement!
With the Tian Long Po Cheng Halberd for long weapons, the Cang Sheng Sword for short weapons, and the Luo Ri Bow for long-range attacks, he was without worry!
Jian Nanfeng decided to stay for a few days before going to Chuzhou to visit Chen Shaoling and his wife.
After Jian Nanfeng left, Liang Xiao instructed Yue Lian and Zhuo Xun not to approach Yun Xiu Zai Zhu and the other two.
Zhuo Xun, in her innocence, obediently agreed.
Jian Qinwan then took Liang Xiao to meet the senior brothers and sisters who followed Jian Nanfeng.
Fortunately, Yu Qingchuan and the others had only sustained minor injuries and would recover quickly with a bit of rest.
Zhuo Zifang ran into the courtyard and found Liang Xiao, his expression complex.
"This Yun Xiu Zai Zhu is indeed a talented strategist. What a pity… I'm afraid they themselves wouldn't have imagined it?" Zhuo Zifang lamented helplessly.
Liang Xiao had provided Zhuo Zifang with almost all the information he could reveal. Naturally, Zhuo Zifang was also guarding against Yun Xiu Zai Zhu and the other two, ensuring that Yue Lian and Zhuo Xun did not interact with them.
However, it would not be good if the other party sensed his wariness!
"After this battle, I am even more convinced that this person's nature is not bad. If he can be recruited, it would be a blessing for the people of the Great Gan Kingdom."
Zhuo Zifang nodded solemnly and returned to make arrangements.
"Bang!"
In a dimly lit secret chamber, Long Yue knelt unable to rise. Southern King Xiao Chang's face was grim, and the heir apparent, Xiao Feng, angrily smashed a vase on the table.
"Zen Master Long Yue, you are the Grand Tutor of the Peacock Dynasty. You used one hundred and forty elites, meticulously cultivated and infiltrated for ten years, and only seven people failed and fled back?"