NOVEL NEXT Chapter 407
Chapter 407: The Crazy Wei Zhuang, Using a Stone Pillar as a Sword!
“What is a sword?”
Wei Zhuang suddenly froze.
He didn’t expect Li Mo to ask him that question, nor had he ever thought about it before.
Looking up, his gaze passed over the massive body of the War Demon God, landing on the Shark Tooth Sword lodged in its neck.
This sword was a lucky find after he left Ghost Valley.
It wasn’t included in the Wind and Beard Sword Manual and was dismissed by the world as a demonic sword.
Yet, this sword was a nemesis to many famous swords.
After obtaining this sword, Wei Zhuang felt like he had gained wings, soaring to new heights.
Staring at the sword, he murmured, “A sword… A sword is the most loyal partner, the only thing in this world worth trusting, the very life of a swordsman.”
“Nope.”
Just when he thought he found the right answer, Li Mo suddenly poured a bucket of cold water on him.
“What did you say?”
Wei Zhuang whipped around, glaring at Li Mo.
How could someone who doesn’t even wield a sword understand a swordsman’s obsession with their weapon?
People around might betray him, but the sword in his hand would never let him down!
“I said you’re wrong.”
Li Mo repeated.
“Even though I don’t use a sword, I can see that you swordsmen are way too obsessed with them.”
Now, Wei Zhuang could match Gai Nie in skill.
But in a decade or so, he would trail behind Gai Nie in the way of the sword.
Not because Wei Zhuang lacked talent, but because he was too fixated, unlike the open-minded Gai Nie.
“Then tell me, what is a sword?”
Wei Zhuang asked seriously.
Without hesitation, Li Mo replied, “A sword is just a sword.”
“What?”
Wei Zhuang was momentarily dumbfounded, initially thinking he misheard.
Li Mo continued, “A sword is merely a killing tool in people’s hands; it’s just a weapon. A bronze sword can kill, and a wooden sword can kill just the same.”
“Whether it can kill or not doesn’t depend on what kind of sword it is, but on what kind of person wields it, on who holds the sword…
If an infant has the world’s number one sword, the Tianwen Sword, in their hands, they wouldn’t even have the strength to lift it to kill anyone.
But if an adult has it, they can slay their way through the world.
However, the indestructible Tianwen Sword in a swordsman’s hands is vastly different from in a farmer’s hands.
In a swordsman’s grip, it’s a deadly weapon; in a farmer’s hands, they’d complain it’s not handy enough for plowing!
So, a sword is just a sword; it will always just be a sword.
It’s the people that change it, not the sword itself.”
The Wind and Beard Sword Manual was something every swordsman had heard of.
People knew about the ten famous swords.
But they often overlooked one point.
Those famous swords and their rankings aren’t due to the swords themselves.
It’s because of the people who wield them!
It is those swordsmen who give these swords their ranking.
So, whether a sword can become a famous sword depends on the person who wields it!
“A sword… is just a sword… A bronze sword is a sword… a wooden sword… is also a sword.”
Wei Zhuang seemed to fall into a moment of deep thought.
Staring at his empty hands, as if he had lost his soul, he kept repeating Li Mo’s words.
He felt like he was beginning to understand something.
But he just couldn’t grasp the crux of the matter.
If only he had time, a fitting environment to ponder the question, he would surely figure it out.
Yet the current situation didn’t allow for such luxury.
“It’s you who is amazing, Wei Zhuang, not the Shark Tooth Sword in your hand!”
Suddenly, Li Mo’s words struck him like a bolt of lightning, awakening him from his musings.
Wei Zhuang seemed to come to his senses!
Indeed!
When he originally fell under the tutelage of Ghost Valley, he had vowed to defeat his senior brother Gai Nie and become the next master of Ghost Valley.
Though he entered a bit later than Gai Nie, he quickly caught up through hard work.
He never held the so-called famous swords in high regard.
What of famous swords?
They would break when faced with his Shark Tooth Sword!
Now he finally understood; it wasn’t the Shark Tooth Sword that was a nemesis of famous swords, it was he himself!
“Stop daydreaming, be careful!”
At that moment, the War Demon God seemed to notice Wei Zhuang’s odd behavior.
The one who had previously moved with the agility of a monkey now stood motionless like a statue.
How could the War Demon God let such a golden opportunity slip?
Its massive hand shot toward Wei Zhuang!
Li Wu, seeing this, hurried to shout a warning.
She wanted to help, but the War Demon God completely ignored her and had its sights solely on the standing Wei Zhuang!
“.~ A bronze sword is a sword, a wooden sword is also a sword! Even without a sword, I can slay my way through!”
Suddenly, Wei Zhuang’s aura shifted dramatically, his eyes brimming with overwhelming confidence.
He reached out and grabbed a stone pillar as thick as a human waist from the nearby rubble.
Using every ounce of strength, he lifted the pillar.
His black robe strained against his muscles, tearing at the seams, as he swung the stone pillar with tremendous power.
Like a raging beast, he charged at the War Demon God.
“Eight Directions Convergence!”
This move was an ultimate skill from Ghost Valley’s sword techniques—Sword Through the Sky Style!
The three-meter-long stone pillar gleamed like a giant sword, its surface shining with a silver glare.
It collided with the enormous hand descending from the War Demon God with a bang!
A deafening crash echoed as the ground trembled, sending clouds of dust into the air.
Boom!
The War Demon God, with its colossal and heavy body, was knocked back by this strike.
One of its copper arms, pure copper indeed (Li’s good), was severed clean off, resulting in instant incapacitation!
At the same time, the stone pillar shattered into rubble upon impact!
Wei Zhuang and the War Demon God both hit the ground almost simultaneously!
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, yet his eyes sparkled with crazed excitement.
This invincible War Demon God had finally been dealt a blow, losing an arm!
“Hmm?”
The Chiyou Demon Spirit, attracted by the commotion, turned its head for a glance, but then quickly refocused on Li Mo.
While others might gasp at Wei Zhuang’s bravery, the Chiyou Demon Spirit saw that things were far from simple.
This person, with just a few words, had managed to sever a limb from its War Demon God.
And also, he allowed a swordsman to gain a whole new understanding of the way of the sword.
If Wei Zhuang’s sudden awakening showcased his extraordinary talent, then what exactly was Li Mo, who could enlighten a swordsman without wielding a sword himself?