Chapter 67: Are You Still Human?

Chu Yang smiled, putting on an unfathomable air. He pointed at the four weapons of various lengths hanging on the wall and said, "Gu Duxing, right? Take a look first, how do my swords and knives compare to yours?"

As he spoke, Chu Yang stood up, took down a sword and a saber from the wall, and placed them in front of Gu Duxing.

Gu Duxing was taken aback, his face showing a look of disdain. He glanced sideways and said, "Your swords and knives, from their appearance, are all new and unused. Clearly, they were just forged. The scabbards are shiny, with some cloud patterns, but they are obviously just ordinary steel. They’re not worth much."

This guy was indeed straightforward.

"These weapons are just mass-produced goods, good for slaughtering chickens at best. At most, they can fool people who don’t know better..." Gu Duxing said, reaching out to pick up the sheathed long sword. True to his title as a Sword Master, he didn’t even glance at the saber. As soon as he held the sword, Gu Duxing suddenly exclaimed, "Huh?" The look of disdain on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of shock.

"This sword... something’s not right..." Gu Duxing muttered, his heart shaken. This sword was actually heavier than his own!

Chu Yang chuckled, stood up, and walked into the inner room. Seeing that the guy was hungry, he decided to prepare some food. Chu Yang was completely at ease leaving his weapons with Gu Duxing. This guy would rather starve to death than steal, even going so far as to pawn his beloved sword. If he couldn’t trust him, who could he trust?

Even if the Fifth Qingrou had stolen his sword and run away, Chu Yang wouldn’t be surprised. But if Gu Duxing were to steal his sword and run away... wouldn’t that be too ridiculous?

After a while, Chu Yang came out with a meal. He saw Gu Duxing, who was sitting by the table, still staring wide-eyed, looking utterly shocked. Despite being extremely hungry, he was completely indifferent to the food Chu Yang had brought out, only staring at the sword in his hand and muttering, "How is this possible? How is this possible? A sword that hasn’t been nourished by human blood, how can it be so sharp?"

"What’s so impossible about it?" Chu Yang held a thick iron bar in his hand, grabbed the sword from Gu Duxing, and began slicing it like an apple.

With a slight sound, a thin slice of iron was cut off. Gu Duxing’s eyes widened; he could see that Chu Yang wasn’t using any special techniques.

It was just the sword’s inherent sharpness!

Another slice.

Slice, slice...

The thick iron bar was cut in half, and the ground was covered with thin, shiny slices of iron.

Gu Duxing felt like he was about to collapse.

He had run away from his family due to a conflict and other reasons, but in his haste, he had forgotten to bring money. Along the way, he had pawned almost everything he had.

Besides, a man, not a woman, wouldn’t carry any ornaments. Just a jade pendant and a few gold beads for throwing as projectiles.

But each time he went to a pawnshop, Gu Duxing was thoroughly annoyed by the people there. His jade pendant and gold beads were called "broken jade pendants" and "broken gold beads"...

Could these things even be broken?

So, even though he had been hungry for two days, Gu Duxing refused to go to a pawnshop. His Black Dragon was such a noble sword. If it were called a "broken sword" by those people, he might really lose control and kill someone!

So he had come here, hearing the legend of the "Heavenly Armory" that had driven people mad, and found his way here after some probing.

Seeing the words "Heavenly Armory," he suddenly felt a sense of comfort. Heavenly Armory... wasn’t his Black Dragon a heavenly weapon? No other words could match his Black Dragon better than "heavenly weapon"!

Even the term "divine weapon" didn’t fit!

The Black Dragon had a spirit!

So Gu Duxing walked in, determined to redeem his Black Dragon as soon as possible if the other party accepted. Of course, there was a condition: the owner of the Heavenly Armory must cherish the Black Dragon for him to feel at ease!

Who knew that this random place he walked into would have such a treasure! The legendary ability to cut through iron like butter... had he really seen it?

He pinched his thigh and finally confirmed that he wasn’t dreaming. The next moment, Gu Duxing suddenly flew into a rage!

His hair stood on end!

"Do you sell such swords to these commoners?" Gu Duxing jumped up, his eyes like copper bells, glaring fiercely at Chu Yang.

His stomach growled louder, and he roared in anger!

"Huh?" Chu Yang blinked.

"This is blasphemy! A crime! An insult to these divine swords!" Gu Duxing roared, completely losing control. Seeing that Chu Yang still had an indifferent expression, he felt his heart might burst with anger!

Such divine swords should only be owned by the greatest swordsmen! They don’t deserve to be owned by commoners!

Isn’t it said that a fine sword should be paired with a nobleman, and a pearl with a beautiful woman? How can commoners possess such divine weapons?

Heavenly weapons, indeed!

"I won’t allow it!" Gu Duxing jumped up, his eyes sharp. "Absolutely not!"

Chu Yang was stunned. He watched this guy, who was almost starving to death, jumping around in his shop, forbidding him from selling his own things... This was too absurd!

"Um, buddy, this shop seems to be mine, you know." Chu Yang was at a loss.

Gu Duxing paused, then said decisively and domineeringly, "What’s mine or yours? Even if it’s yours, it’s not allowed!"

Chu Yang was speechless. No wonder this guy advanced so quickly in his training; he was clearly obsessed with swords. He was deeply in the throes of madness. His obsession was beyond measure.

"These, these, these are all rare treasures in the world!" Gu Duxing’s eyes, face, and entire body radiated a fanatical glow. "These... these are such perfect swords... They are tools of slaughter! If such a sword pierces a heart, if it cuts off a head, if... wouldn’t that be so exhilarating? Just thinking about it is a pleasure!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, extended his hand as if holding a sword, and made slicing sounds, completely lost in his own world: "Slice, slice... this is what a sword is! This is the destiny of a sword!"

Chu Yang was speechless, watching this madman and categorizing him as a lunatic. Was there such a person?

Gu Duxing was so excited that he seemed to be having a seizure. He drew the saber from the table with a clang, and the flashing blade made him even more frenzied, almost in a state of severe spasm: "This saber... this saber is also a rare treasure in the world..."

He rushed to the wall, and with a swift motion, both the short sword and the saber were out of their scabbards.

"This is the dream of all martial artists in the world!" Gu Duxing was dazed; suddenly, he glared at Chu Yang with a mix of sorrow and anger: "You... you... you actually want to sell such swords? You actually want to sell the dream of all martial artists in the world?!"

He glared, taking steps toward Chu Yang, his facial muscles twitching, his eyes bulging like a frog’s, then retracting into sharp slits, his lips trembling. Suddenly, he roared, "Are you still human?!"

Chu Yang was completely flabbergasted!