Chapter 665: 665 Tianji Family
According to credible historical records, the Chi Xiao Sword had changed hands four times, each owner being a top expert famous in their era.
As each owner neared the end of their life, they would gift the sword to a fated individual. Those who inherited the sword also invariably became world-renowned experts.
Thus, it was hard to say whether it was they who made the Chi Xiao Sword famous, or the Chi Xiao Sword that made them famous.
But precisely because of this reason, the Chi Xiao Sword’s fame was resounding.
However, after changing hands four times, the Chi Xiao Sword was no longer passed down. Some said that the last formidable owner died unexpectedly without passing it on, while others claimed that the person selfishly chose not to pass it on and took it to the grave.
Since then, the Chi Xiao Sword had never again been seen and slowly became a legend.
Mu Han could never have imagined that a rust-covered Broken Sword would conceal the legendary Chi Xiao Sword.
When the merchant saw that what he had dismissed as rubbish turned out to be the legendary Chi Xiao Sword, his eyes turned green with envy, almost rushing forward to snatch it.
"Oh, right, my name is Mu Han," Mu Han said nonchalantly, noticing the merchant’s regret.
Hearing the name "Mu Han," the merchant was shocked to the core, his gaze immediately clearing.
It must be said, he did have thoughts of reneging, but knowing Mu Han’s identity, he quickly dismissed the idea. Who was Mu Han? The foremost playboy of Heishi City; he was already decent enough not attacking others, and anyone who provoked him was practically seeking death.
Might as well let it go, it was a lucky find anyway, and five thousand taels it shall be. Facing absolute power like that, he could only console himself.
Mu Han snorted coldly and looked sideways at the merchant, arrogantly saying, "Giving you any money at all is an honor for you. Believe it or not, young master could smash your stand and make you spit out even more money."
The merchant’s face turned pale as he hurriedly bowed and apologized, "I didn’t recognize Mount Tai, I hope Young Master Mu will forgive me."
"Your attitude is not bad, young master is in a good mood today, I’ll let you off," Mu Han said loftily, nose in the air.
Han Jinglun watched, flabbergasted and more than a little amused. Mu Han’s playboy facade was clearly an act, but it was highly effective.
Mu Han, head held high, scanned his surroundings. The merchants, catching Mu Han’s eye, quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at her any longer.
After strutted around for a bit, Mu Han quickly pulled Han Jinglun away.
The Chi Xiao Sword was famous mainly because of the four strong experts that had once owned it. What was truly special about the sword itself was something few could tell, so although the onlookers were surprised, they didn’t take it too seriously.
After all, the history of Holy Court Continent is ancient and filled with countless legendary treasures and peerless Divine Weapons. Many are merely well-known with no real substance. In the hands of unparalleled experts, they are Divine Weapons, but in ordinary people’s hands, they are rubbish.
Thus, the reputation of the Chi Xiao Sword may not necessarily provoke much greed in them.
However, if they discovered the Spiritual Intent within the Chi Xiao Sword and realized it was a true Divine Artifact, their peace would be forever lost. Not to mention others, even that merchant would dare to fight her for it.
Mu Han was nearly certain; it was not those four strong experts who had made the Chi Xiao Sword, but rather the Chi Xiao Sword that had made them. It was because they had the Chi Xiao Sword that they could achieve such great fame.
Soon, Mu Hanyan and his companion squeezed out from the crowd and reached the gate. After confirming that no one was following them, they entered Nanyan Chamber of Commerce through the specially designated side door.
"Young Master, you’re back." Just as they entered the backyard, Mu Hanyan heard Qu Shanling’s voice filled with surprise.
Looking up, Mu Hanyan instinctively wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
In the middle of the courtyard, next to the stone table, Qu Shanling was tearing at and gnawing on a roasted suckling pig. If outsiders saw this manner of eating, who would believe that he was the renowned Master Qu?
It seemed he had recently used the Star Illusion Thousand Machine Technique extensively, otherwise, he wouldn’t need such heavy nourishment.
"Hmm, I just got back. I have a favor to ask of you. This is Elder Han Jinglun, a friend I made in Cangshan City. I was wondering if you could help settle him in," said Mu Hanyan straightforwardly without any preliminaries.
Han Jinglun was unfamiliar with his surroundings in Heishi City, and she didn’t have the time to accompany him daily, so someone needed to assist in looking after him.
"Of course, of course, it’s a trifling matter." Qu Shanling came up with a cheerful laugh. He was still hoping for Mu Hanyan to ask for his help, eager to be troubled by him. It would be terrible if she forgot about him and didn’t show up for ten days or half a month.
As he approached Han Jinglun, Qu Shanling was about to greet him but suddenly paused, staring at his face, frowning in thought.
Han Jinglun also paused slightly before smiling wryly.
"Han Jinglun, you are Brother Han Han Jinglun," Qu Shanling suddenly exclaimed, hitting his forehead in surprise.
"I didn’t expect you to really remember me," said Han Jinglun with a wry smile and a sigh.
"You really are Brother Han! Please, have a seat. Someone, bring tea quickly, and bring the best tea. Oh, clumsy me, I’ll do it myself," said Qu Shanling as soon as he heard Han Jinglun acknowledge his identity. He excitedly dragged Han Jinglun to sit by the stone table. With a wave of his hand, he tossed aside his beloved roasted suckling pig and quickly ran to the stove to fetch a kettle, personally brewing tea for Han Jinglun.
The way he behaved, he couldn’t be closer or more respectful, even going so far as to ignore Mu Hanyan, who could save his life.
Mu Hanyan stood dumbfounded. Having known Qu Shanling for so long, he had never seen him show such respect to anyone. Even when visiting the Mu Family and facing the Third Elder, he never forgot to maintain a dignified posture. Yet in front of Han Jinglun, he was almost bending over backwards.
Mu Hanyan had previously guessed that Han Jinglun was no ordinary man. Seeing this behavior, it seemed his background was even more significant than he had thought.
Who exactly is this man?
"Master Qu, did you know each other before?" Mu Hanyan couldn’t help asking.
"Yes, of course we did. I was barely ten years old at that time, and Brother Han was just over twenty. It’s been over thirty years, and I thought I’d never see Brother Han again in this lifetime. To think we would reunite in Heishi City is truly fate," Qu Shanling said, moved.
Seeing the puzzled look in Mu Hanyan’s eyes and recalling his earlier request to take care of Han Jinglun, Qu Shanling continued, "Young Master, it seems you do not yet know Brother Han’s true identity."
Mu Hanyan shook his head.
Han Jinglun was about to stop him from continuing, but after thinking it over, he remained silent.
"Young Master, have you ever heard of the Tianji Family?" Qu Shanling asked.
"What, Uncle Han is from the Tianji Family?" Mu Hanyan exclaimed in shock.