When my fingertips touched it, there was no intimidating cold air; even after being filtered through water, it still carried the residual warmth of being struck a hundred times.
“Master, I want to choose a sword.”
I looked up to see a young man standing in front of the blacksmith’s shop, accompanied by a child dressed like a book boy.
The blacksmith paused his work and looked at him for a long time before saying: “Choose.”
Looking at the misty color in the young man’s eyes and the walking stick in his hand, I was stunned for a moment. His eyes, I feared, could not see.
The book boy handed the swords to the young man one by one: “Young master, be careful with the sharp blades.”
“Mm.”
“This one.”
I looked over and saw it was Zhuixi. My heart slightly relaxed, watching Zhuixi’s spiritual energy wrapping around the young man’s hand, seemingly completely natural.
The blacksmith was surprised and reminded in a low voice: “This is just an ordinary sword. Young master, in your fine clothes, you must be from a noble family.”
Wearing such a sword might invite ridicule, and you might immediately discard it outside.
The young man smiled, his eyes without sight but his smile genuine: “I choose a sword with my heart. Its heart is purer than many swords. If carrying a sword is just for show, why would I come to choose myself?”
The blacksmith nodded appreciatively: “Young master will surely achieve great things. This sword will definitely make a name in the martial world. I gift it to you, please do not refuse.”
Standing beside them, I understood why a small blacksmith’s shop could forge a famous sword like Zhuixi, and why Zhuixi couldn’t communicate with the Mojia’s intentions but formed a master-servant bond with a blind person.
The young man was not choosing the sword’s body, but its heart. A truly powerful person would not rely on a sword.
Watching him leave with Zhuixi, I felt relieved and told Jianghu, who seemed reluctant: “Let’s go back and complete the task.”
“Won’t you go see Mojun Qing?”
I hesitated. If I saw he wasn’t doing well, I might feel sad. Jianghu pulled me into that time and space without explanation.
