Then… then he simply went around me and entered the path…
Sword of Destiny (Part One)
“Hu la!”
Ah, returning from a mission feeling relaxed, just having received my salary. I waved my hand: “Quickly, bring the money.”
Three spirit lords reluctantly threw over a few gold bars, which I quickly grabbed, humming a little tune.
We three were overjoyed, sitting down again, chatting: “We’re one short, let’s find Network Game Guy.”
Jiang Hu Guy stared at us with a look of resentment.
Task Guy tossed him a manual, and also tossed one to me.
I jumped up: “Isn’t this about a Jianghudispute? Why do I have to go?”
Task Guy nodded, saying seriously: “Because a sword needs to be reborn, and we’ve accepted the task.”
“Oh.” I nodded, then paused, “Who’s the target?”
Task Guy said with a straight face: “The sword.”
I was annoyed: “Not accepting!”
God Guy continued with an unchanging face: “Salary, full attendance bonus, special bonus, year-end bonus…”
Damn it! I’ll do it! Hearing suppressed laughter behind me, I grabbed the gold bar and glared at them: “Wait till I come back and unleash hell!”
Furiously taking the task token, I walked to the intersection and kicked Jiang Hu Guy into the Tongtianjie passage.
To get close to the Zhui Xi sword, I’d have to get close to its owner—Mo Junqing.
According to the information, Mo Junqing became famous with a single sword in his youth, doesn’t like alcohol, doesn’t approach women, has no close friends, no relatives. A young swordsman who views fame and fortune as dirt.
I looked at the manual, frowning. How could I approach him?
Disguise as a maid? He doesn’t need one; Seduce him? He’s not interested; Tempt with fame and fortune?
He doesn’t care; Transform into a precious sword? He already has one.
I hate people like this who want nothing! I’m furious. Determined, I transformed, turning leaves into clothing, water into silk, becoming a seductive woman in red, heavily made up. Looking in the water, I saw a devastatingly beautiful woman.
Flowers bloom in March in Yangzhou, a time of spring’s awakening. As night falls, lanterns light up along the river banks, casting red reflections on the water. Boats glide by, filled with the sounds of courtesans.
