Chapter 231 Su Clan Saber Technique

Within the Zhu Clan's mansion made of black wood.

Zhu Xian frowned as he looked at the memorial in his hand that had been sent to him two hours after he stepped back.

He looked at the words Yuwen Cheng presented at the memorial and whispered, "Could it be that we really saw wrongly?"

In the shadows beside him, the Confucian scholar dressed in a black robe strolled forward.

"The Qi Seeking Technique has always been a secret technique of the royal sect. Although I have learned a little, I'm not sure if there is any method that can conceal the Dragon Qi." The scholar's lips were red and teeth were white, and his appearance was handsome. Although he looked less than thirty years old, his manner of speaking already had the demeanor of a great family. "Moreover, if that Xu Han really was the one who survived that year, how could the Headmaster, with his temperament, expose him to the eyes of the crowd so easily before he was fully fledged?"

"So, this Xu Han really is that person?" Zhu Xian nodded his head with a worried expression on his face.

"When Yu Wencheng took over the position of Zong Zheng, he swore a blood oath that he would not conceal anything from the royal family. Otherwise, he would suffer the backlash of the Great Zhou Empire's Dragon Cauldron. This is a memorial presented to Yuwen Luo. I don't think he has the courage to deceive his superiors and conceal his subordinates." The scholar replied.

"So, Yuwen Luo and I were deceived by that brat?" As Zhu Xian said this, the worried expression on his face suddenly dissipated. He seemed to have thought of something extremely interesting as he lightly weighed the memorial in his hand. "But it doesn't matter. In the end, it's just a family matter of his Yuwen Clan. I suppose Yuwen Luo should be more anxious than me now, right?"

"But Master, if Yuwen Luo really gets that almost red dragon energy from Xu Han's hand, or if Xu Han's own dragon energy grows to a certain extent, then what Master is plotting, I'm afraid …" The scholar frowned and said anxiously.

"No problem. I have already sent Long Qi to the Dark Asura Palace to seek the whereabouts of the Heavenly Sword. Send someone to the Exquisite Pavilion to invite that immortal over for me." At that time, Zhu Xian waved his hand and interrupted the scholar. His brows furrowed again, and his expression became gloomy. "What dragon qi, what heavenly destiny? As long as we find the Heavenly Punishment Sword, the Zhou Empire will still have to surname Zhu!"

There was not much tyranny in his appearance, only the determination and malice that a farmer lacked in defending his land.

"Yes." When the scholar beside him heard this, he paused and stopped talking. After he answered yes, his body gradually disappeared into the darkness.

…

After returning to the Tian Ce Mansion, Xu Han found an excuse and entered his room alone.

He looked at the memorial in front of him and thought about the refined dragon qi in his body. His mind was gloomy. He had thought about how he could devour dragon qi long ago, so he had flipped through all the records in the Exquisite Pavilion's Scripture Pavilion.

There were only two points. One was that as a royal or a royal duke, he could enjoy the protection of the Dragon Qi. For example, although Ye Chengtai's cultivation was not at the Nether Opening Realm, he was still a royal duke and had a bit of the Dragon Qi. Together, the two of them were enough to erupt with combat power that looked down on the Heavenly Hunt Realm.

Secondly, the fate of the royal clan had collapsed, and the dragon qi had scattered all over the world. This way, the dragon qi would choose the sages to live in. For example, when the previous dynasty, Great Chu, collapsed, the kingdoms of Xia, Zhou, and Chen received a bit of Dragon Qi, which allowed them to establish their own kingdom and gain the momentum of a third of the world.

However, even though the people of Great Zhou were in a state of desolation, their territory was still intact and far from the collapse of the imperial clan's destiny. Furthermore, before Xu Han absorbed the Dragon Qi, he did not obtain the position of Great Zhou official. That was the only explanation…

After he was from the royal family of Great Zhou?

Such thoughts inevitably appeared in Xu Han's mind.

But…

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the memorial.

The Tian Ce Mansion was protected by the Dragon Qi. It was extremely green, and it already had the appearance of a flood dragon.

The dragon qi in his body was clearly only light yellow, and it had already been completely refined into the sword intent by him.

As Xu Han thought about this, his brain felt a little painful. He did not mention these doubts to anyone. He was faintly afraid. From the moment he sold himself and stepped into the Dark Asura Palace, everything seemed to have happened too coincidentally. This thought caused a chill to appear in Xu Han's heart. He didn't dare to think about it, so he closed his eyes and crossed his knees to cultivate the Great Evolution Sword Technique.

…

All of the power in his body was converted into sword intent, which was nourished by the dragon qi and showed a faint yellow color. It seemed that the power contained within was extremely vast, and it was different from the ordinary sword intent from before.

He began to try to break through the three elements in his body.

The so-called three elements referred to the three elements of heaven, earth, and man. They were respectively located in the Heavenly Spirit, Underworld, and Spiritual Spring. After opening the three elements, the three elements would become one with the apertures of the human body. Whether it was true energy circulating or absorbing the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, their speed would be qualitatively improved.

The first thing Xu Han tried was to break through one of the three elements.

He had sword intent and his acupoints were three times that of an ordinary person. After an afternoon passed, he only slightly loosened his soul. One could imagine how difficult it was to cultivate. Xu Han also knew that it was too late. He did not continue to try. After all, he was extremely exhausted during this afternoon. He put away his cultivation technique and after washing up, he left the door behind.

The courtyard of the Tian Ce Mansion was very big, but after the Heavenly Policy Army had been taking care of it for an entire day, it had already become completely new. Whether it was the martial arts arena or the various academies, they were all completely new. It was rather lively.

Seeing Xu Han arrive, everyone cupped their hands in greeting. Xu Han was not used to this posture, but he had no choice but to return the greeting.

"Humph!"

"Ha!"

At this time, not far away, a tender voice attracted Xu Han's attention.

Xu Han heard the voice sounding familiar. He looked sideways and saw a thin figure waving an unsheathed long saber the size of his body on the stage. He was practicing his saber technique seriously.

However, this so-called saber technique seemed to only have one move.

He leapt up, crossed his saber over his head, and then slashed with all his might.

This was very boring. It was even more boring than Xu Han cultivating those sword moves before. Of course, it was also very strenuous, especially for the skinny figure of the owner of this saber technique.

However, the little fellow practiced very seriously. Every time the long saber landed, he held his breath and concentrated, using all his strength to execute the next saber technique.

However, Xu Han could see that the little fellow's forehead was covered in dense sweat in the blink of an eye.

Of course, this movement not only attracted Xu Han's attention, but also attracted Fang Ziyu, who had nothing to do.

"Little An'an, what kind of saber technique are you practicing?" Fang Ziyu looked at it for a while and couldn't hold back his temper. He narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the person on the stage, Su Mu'an, stopped his movements and carefully put the knife back on his back. Then, a smile appeared on his face. He raised his head and said proudly, "Su Clan's Saber Technique."

"Just this move?" Fang Ziyu asked again.

"Just this move." Su Mu'an replied confidently.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu curled his lips and was greatly disappointed.

"This can also be called a saber technique?" She muttered softly. Obviously, she was extremely disdainful of this so-called Su Clan's saber technique.

However, Su Mu'an 's ears were exceptionally sharp. When he heard Fang Ziyu's muttering, his expression instantly changed. "This is the saber technique!"

"How can there be a single saber technique? Besides, there doesn't seem to be anything peculiar about slashing like this. A person who uses a saber can do it. What's there to practice?" Fang Ziyu seemed to like to tease Su Mu'an. At that time, she said teasingly with narrowed eyes.

At that time, Su Mu'an 's face was flushed red. He stammered for a long time before he raised his father. "My father said that saber techniques, sword techniques, and shapes are inferior. It means that I am the Lord, and I am practicing the Will, not the Shape."

Hearing this, Xu Han furrowed his brows. This statement seemed to have something in common with the Great Evolution Sword Technique. If that was the case, Su Mu'an 's father might really be a Saber Dao Master.

However, Fang Ziyu did not have the mood to think about this. After hearing this, she jumped onto the stage.

Then, she narrowed her eyes and hooked her fingers at Su Mu'an. She smiled and said, "Come, Little An'an, let Sister Ziyu test your Su Clan's saber technique."

Seeing this, Xu Han also became interested. He often heard Su Mu'an say that he was a real macheteman. At first, he didn't think much of it. He only thought that it was a child's play. But now, after listening to Su Mu'an's words, he felt that the Su Clan might really have something outstanding. He couldn't help but look at the two people on the stage and wanted to see if Su Mu'an really had two brushes.

However, Su Mu'an, who was still trying to kill the enemy in Big Yellow City, hesitated in the face of Fang Ziyu's provocation. He looked at Fang Ziyu and shook his head awkwardly after a while.

"No." He said.

"Why not? I don't know how to use true essence. I only compete with sword techniques and saber techniques. Don't worry, elder sister will let you go." Fang Ziyu thought that Su Mu'an was timid, so he provoked Su Mu'an again.

"My father said that this saber technique is a killing technique. You can't casually use it if you want to seize your life and drink blood." Su Mu'an ignored Fang Ziyu's provocation and responded seriously.

"What is this rule? If your father is really that powerful, why would he be captured by Zhu Xian?" Fang Ziyu saw that Su Mu'an didn't like this and didn't choose to say anything for a while, so he said again.

"No, my father is amazing!" These words undoubtedly pierced Su Mu'an 's pain. At that time, his ears were completely red. He loudly argued, but his appearance was somewhat lacking in confidence in the eyes of Xu Han and Fang Ziyu.

Xu Han couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped onto the stage at that time and said, "Alright, Ziyu, don't make fun of Mu An." Xu Han blamed Fang Ziyu and walked to Su Mu'an's side. He looked at the red-faced boy and smiled. "Today, His Majesty has already pardoned Mu Qingshan. Those remnants of the Mu Clan that were captured by Zhu Xian will be released by His Majesty in a few days. I believe your father will be able to come out soon."

"Really?" Hearing this, Su Mu'an 's expression immediately turned joyful, and his previous embarrassment was completely swept away.

"Yes." Xu Han nodded.

"Prefecture Master is the best!" The little fellow was overjoyed and said loudly.

"What about me?" Seeing this, Fang Ziyu felt happy for Su Mu'an. He stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Hmph, wait for my father to come out, and see how he will deal with you!" Fang Ziyu said discontentedly.

"You!" Fang Ziyu was instantly enraged and was about to make a move. Seeing that, Su Mu'an hurriedly hid behind Xu Han. At that time, the two of them surrounded Xu Han on the stage and chased after him.

Xu Han smiled as he looked at the two of them. At that time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a genuine smile.

The descendants of the royal family and the beggars of the border city were all good.

Xu Han was Xu Han.

Since he wouldn't change anything because of his birth, why would he care?

When Xu Han thought of this, the smile on his face grew even wider.

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