Chapter 21 Heavenly Sword

At the banquet, Song Qingshu raised his glass frequently and showed great courtesy, but Zhou Zhiruo refused to drink a single drop of wine on the grounds of protecting the Sword of the Heavenly Sword.

Zhou Zhiruo was solely focused on fulfilling her master's orders and did not dare to slack off even a bit before handing over the Sword of the Heavenly Sword to Nun Miejue.

Seeing that it was getting late, she said goodbye to everyone in Wudang and took a few sisters back to the room to rest, waiting to go down the mountain tomorrow.

"Everyone have a good rest tonight. We will go down the mountain tomorrow and meet up with Master and Senior Sister Ding."

Inside the room, behind the screen, Jia Wei perked up after hearing Zhou Zhiruo's cold and indifferent voice. He had been waiting for a while.

Then the sound of the door opening was heard. Jia Wei listened carefully to the subtle footsteps, ready to go.

Jia Wei touched his shoulder to make sure that the straw stuffed inside was tied firmly. He carefully disguised himself, not only wearing a mask but also changing his body shape.

After all, women's sixth sense is very accurate. If he meets Zhou Zhiruo next time and she recognizes him as the sword thief just by looking at his back, it would be too dramatic...

Zhou Zhiruo walked into the room and lit all the oil lamps. She walked into the inner room and suddenly saw the mess on the small table, among which was a half-eaten peach cake...

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a second, trying to recall that she had not walked into the wrong room, and then she was suddenly awakened - there was someone in the room!

Although she was weak and had little experience in martial arts, she was very agile. Holding the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, she prepared to retreat without hesitation.

Jia Wei also moved. His figure jumped out like a ghost, and he mobilized his strong internal strength to slap out with one palm.

Zhou Zhiruo was very calm. With a slight sound, she drew out the sword of the Heavenly Sword and stabbed it towards Jia Wei's palm!
If it was an ordinary weapon, Jia Wei could even use his internal force to break it, but after facing the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, he was surprised to find that his internal force was actually cut off!
Jia Wei could feel the sharpness of the sword in his palm. Seeing that his palm was about to be pierced, he quickly retracted his palm and dodged to the side.

Zhou Zhiruo thought that the man in black in front of her would retreat under the sword of the Heavenly Sword, and was about to attack again, but she didn't expect that the opponent's actual combat experience far surpassed hers!
Jia Wei spun along the sword tip and moved closer to Zhou Zhiruo's side. For a moment, the long sword in her hand could not be used and had become a burden!

Zhou Zhiruo clenched her left hand into a palm and used her internal energy to slap him hard on the chest!
Jia Wei guessed that Zhou Zhiruo's strength was not up to par at this time, so he ignored her attack and reached out to grab her white neck.

Zhou Zhiruo slapped Jia Wei's chest with her palm, and then she was shocked to find that after her internal force entered the other party's body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea!
Jia Wei's chest only trembled, and even the pain was very slight.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo was greatly shocked and her mind was full of questions.

Who is this person? His inner strength is so deep, and he is so strong that he captured her with just two moves...

Jia Wei smiled slightly under the mask, this was going too smoothly.

He pinched Zhou Zhiruo's neck hard and lifted her up. In an instant, Zhou Zhiruo lost her ability to fight.

Jia Wei grabbed her wrist, pried open her fingers one by one, and forcefully snatched the sword away from her.

Zhou Zhiruo was speechless, but her emotions at the moment could be read from her eyes.

Cold, shocked, terrified, fearful, angry...

The Sword of Heavenly Sword is not only a magical weapon, but it and the Black Iron Ring are also the symbols and tokens of the successive leaders of the Emei Sect.

The Sword of Heavenly Conqueror was snatched away from her. How big a sin is this for the sect?

This would greatly affect Ming Xue's perception of her, and might even make her lose the qualification to compete for the position of the head of the sect. This would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to the extremely ambitious Zhou Zhiruo!

But Jia Wei didn't care about that. He held the Yitian Sword in his hand and pointed it at the roof. He immediately felt that his strength had improved by several levels. Jia Wei pointed the tip of the sword at the ground and used his inner strength to draw the scabbard. He immediately felt that the butcher knife on his waist was not so good.

Zhou Zhiruo was even more frightened when she saw this scene. She couldn't help but compare Miejue with Jia Wei. For a moment, she actually felt that the internal strength of the two was evenly matched, and that the internal strength of the thief in front of her was even more pure and powerful...

For a moment, she felt hopeless. With such a huge disparity in strength, how could she get the Sword back?
Just as Jia Wei was about to knock Zhou Zhiruo unconscious, he heard Song Qingshu's voice from outside the courtyard: "Junior Sister Zhou, are you asleep? I have something to discuss with you..."

Damn you licker, you still want to chat with girls at this late hour?
You have chopped off all the heads in Wudang Mountain!
Jia Wei didn't want to cause any trouble. Now that he had the Sword of the Heavenly Sword in his hands, it would be best if he could escape from Wudang safely without alerting anyone.

He originally wanted to knock Zhou Zhiruo unconscious and then run away. By the time the Wudang and Emei people found him in the morning, he would have already disappeared.

But Song Qingshu was outside right now. If there was no response from inside the house for a long time, he would definitely get suspicious and come in to check, and then he would find Zhou Zhiruo unconscious...

Jia Wei doesn't want to let others get away with it!

Helplessly, Jia Wei could only let Zhou Zhiruo go, pressed her acupoints to prevent her from using her internal energy, and then unsheathed the Sword of the Heavenly Sword two feet long and placed it on her neck.

Jia Wei didn't want to reveal his voice, so he pointed outside the door, signaling Zhou Zhiruo to send Song Qingshu away.

But who would have thought that Zhou Zhiruo was also a brave person. She knew that she was no match for Jia Wei, but she was unwilling to let Jia Wei take away the sword.

She thought that this was in the Wudang Sect. If the thief killed her, she would be making a mortal enemy with the two famous and upright sects of Wudang and Emei, which would be much worse than stealing the Sword of the Heavenly Sword.

Zhou Zhiruo had a plan in mind, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Help! Help, Senior Brother Song..."

Jia Wei laughed angrily. He slapped Zhou Zhiruo in the face and sent her flying.

He opened the door and strode out.

Zhou Zhiruo fell to the ground, with several swollen fingerprints on her smooth little face. However, she ignored the burning pain on her face, raised her head and engraved Jia Wei's back in her mind.

Outside the courtyard, when Song Qingshu heard Zhou Zhiruo's cry for help, he was first surprised, and then delighted.

A hero saving a beautiful girl? This is a godsend!

Song Qingshu rushed into the yard and saw a man in black coming. Without saying a word, he activated the Wudang mental method and punched him!
After seeing this scene, Jia Wei couldn't help but feel a little disdainful.

"Out of control."

He activated the Nine Yang Divine Art and threw a punch!
"Snapped!"

A crisp sound was heard, and a figure flew backwards in the darkness, directly knocking down the courtyard wall!
Song Qingshu fell in the ruins, rolling around holding his broken arm, screaming in agony.

This is one of the characteristics of the Nine Yang Divine Art. Even an ordinary punch or kick can unleash tremendous power.

When Jia Wei left the yard, he saw a group of Emei disciples who had rushed out after hearing the noise and were blocking their way with swords in hand.

"Put down the Heavenly Sword!"

(End of this chapter)

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