Chapter 1: The Power of the Moon Blade (Part 2)
The Moon Blade hovered in front of him as Guo Shieru closed his eyes in deep thought. He was fully focused on studying the records passed down regarding the creation of one’s own talismanic weapon. The knowledge he received this time was even more powerful than what he had gained in the Land of Bloodshed, with many elements being exclusive to this lineage.
Gradually, a smile appeared on Guo Shieru’s face—he had found a special method for crafting his own talismanic weapon. It seemed to be a unique tradition of the ancient Miluo family, a specific method for creating such weapons, involving 170,000 hand gestures forming 36 sets of symbolic patterns, with each set requiring nearly 5,000 gestures to complete.
This method was extremely complex and required certain materials as well. Guo Shieru checked the materials he had collected and found he had everything needed; he could start crafting immediately. Of course, this was only the first step, resulting in a basic talismanic weapon. Once successfully created, it could be used up to the level of a high-ranking Grand Sage.
There was also a method for the second step, which involved crafting sacrificial treasures. He currently lacked the ability and the necessary materials for that. To his surprise, the inheritance included a third step, which he still couldn’t understand at all.
After being in shock for a long time, he finally came to his senses. The third step was still far beyond his reach, so it was more practical to focus on achieving the first step first.
He gathered all the required materials and placed them in front of him, then began crafting his own Moon Blade.
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Guo Shieru never expected that crafting the Moon Blade would take a full half year. Its complexity far exceeded his imagination, but he had no choice but to keep going and complete it in one go. He even let Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan take turns bringing him food, not daring to delay too long.
Half a year later, his Moon Blade was finally completed. This was the first time he had successfully crafted a talismanic weapon in the true sense. He was deeply impressed by the traditions of the ancient Miluo family—they were true masters of talismans, having taken them to their ultimate expression.
The three of them went to a small pond outside the Stream Abode. Guo Shieru stood suspended in midair, with the Moon Blade floating in front of him.
The Moon Blade still had the shape of a crescent moon, with a stunningly beautiful color—a translucent vermilion that, at first glance, seemed to be made of colored glass. The red color consisted of flowing runes, layered upon each other like ocean waves, with varying shades that kept changing. Among them were also numerous golden runes, mixed among the red ones and flashing with golden light from time to time.
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan watched from the side. Luo Zhan remarked, “I feel this Moon Blade… is filled with an eerie aura that makes one’s heart freeze.”
The Eagle Demon said, “It’s beautiful… and dangerous!”
After Guo Shier successfully forged his life moon blade, he obtained a complete set of incantations to use it. Thus, unlike at first when he could only swing it in cuts without knowing other techniques, he could now employ various methods.
“Separate!”
The moon blade trembled slightly before splitting into thirty-six smaller blades, which quickly rotated around Guo Shier.
The howling sound grew louder. With a light finger gesture from Guo Shier, the thirty-six blades immediately condensed into a spiral, gathering at the tip of his finger. Both the Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan sensed a threat—a sense of extreme danger.
Unconsciously, they stepped back, their faces filled with terror.
“Gather!”
In an instant, the thirty-six blades came together to form one, only the size of a finger, spinning above his fingertip. It looked extremely beautiful, like a red silk ribbon fluttering in the air.
“Rise!”
The life moon blade suddenly expanded and shot straight into the sky, continuing upward until it reached a height of a hundred meters before stopping. Guo Shier was already 1.8 meters tall, but compared to the moon blade, he resembled a mouse standing beneath a giant, curved flagpole—the disparity was comical.
The Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan saw no humor in it; they kept retreating. The immense pressure from the giant moon blade made it impossible for them to stand still. Only after retreating several hundred meters did they stop, staring in fear at the massive blade, unsure of what Guo Shier intended to do. If it were to swing down, at least half of Luo Jie’s manor would likely be destroyed.
The crimson moon blade standing tall immediately caught the attention of the guards in the manor. Large groups of spellcasters and martial artists rushed over, including a few master-level guards.
The Eagle Demon shouted, “Stop! Retreat all!”
Seeing the Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan, the guards realized they were the young master’s protectors. They stopped and looked up at the crescent-shaped object in the distance, unsure of what it was, but filled with fear.
The moon blade slowly turned sideways, then flew into the air, circling once. Its speed wasn’t fast, but the whistling sound it emitted was terrifying. It circled again, with a loud roaring sound as it cut through the air. Suddenly, the moon blade began to accelerate wildly, producing intense vibrations and roaring sounds, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan had already landed; they didn’t dare stay in the air any longer. The howling sound filled not only the entire manor but could also be seen from within the North Talisman Gate—the giant blades circling in the sky. As their rotation speed increased, it became impossible for anyone to keep up, with only arcs of light blades flashing in the sky from time to time, accompanied by successive thunderclaps.
The guards in the manor couldn’t stand at all; they sat on the ground, their faces pale as death. The overwhelming pressure terrified everyone.
Eagle Demon couldn’t help but shout, “Guo Shi Er… twelve! Stop!”
Hearing this, Guo Shi Er suddenly snapped out of his daze. Most of the people in the manor were low-level disciples. Although the power of the Moon Blade hadn’t been fully unleashed, it was already beyond the endurance of these low-level professionals, nearly causing harm to them. He flicked his finger to release a virtual talisman and shouted, “Steady!”
The rotating Moon Blade suddenly stopped, hanging diagonally in midair. Eagle Demon’s shouts still echoed: “Stop… they can’t take it!”
Guo Shi Er’s face turned slightly red. With a gesture, the Moon Blade turned into a streak of light, which he swallowed by opening his mouth, integrating it into his soul. He didn’t dare continue experimenting—any mistake would surely result in countless deaths, as its power was too great.
Eagle Demon flew over and said, “Shi Er, we can’t test it here. It’s too dangerous.”
Guo Shi Er nodded. “It is very dangerous. Hehe, I didn’t plan to test it here. I just wanted to release it and see. Before I knew it, I started practicing. Luckily, Uncle Eagle Demon reminded me; otherwise, we would have gotten into trouble.”
Even if Guo Shi Er really caused trouble, no one here could punish him. But he would never destroy Master Luo Jie’s manor or harm its inhabitants.
Eagle Demon smiled and said, “This refinement was very successful. Even I can’t resist the power of the Moon Blade. It’s amazing. Hehe, with this life-bound Moon Blade… in the future, you won’t only be able to deal with low-level Great Sage Masters, but even mid-level ones will be no problem…”
Guo Shi Er nodded. “I’m confident I can protect myself against high-level Great Sage Masters. I might not be able to defeat them, but escaping is definitely possible.”
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan were speechless. This guy was already a high-level Sage, yet he still kept thinking about escaping at any moment.
Guo Shi Er didn’t care about their looks. He knew that with this Moon Blade, as long as he wasn’t facing a professional with a Virtual Form Altar, he wouldn’t be in any danger. Although there were many high-level Great Sage Masters, at their level, they usually wouldn’t bother fighting him.
Returning to Stream Abode, Guo Shier first took a bath. After coming out, he said, “Let’s go out for a stroll. It’s been a long time since we were in the Talisman Market.”
Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan exchanged a glance, not understanding why Guo Shier wanted to go to the Talisman Market. With his current level, nothing in the market had any value. But since Guo Shier wanted to go, they wouldn’t object.
The three of them took off into the air and flew toward the Talisman Market. When they first arrived at the Inner Gate of North Talisman Sect, the Talisman Market was Guo Shier’s favorite place to go, especially the book hall there, which he visited often. Collecting various talisman books was one of his joys. In the blink of an eye, many years had passed, and it was unknown whether the book hall still existed.
They soon reached the sky above the Talisman Market. Guo Shier landed first, followed by Eagle Demon and Luo Zhan.
After all, North Talisman Sect was a sect on the lower-level continent. Only master-level experts possessed flying talismans, and they were all professionals who had been to Chenxiao Sect. Flying talismans were not produced here.
When the professionals around saw the three descending from the sky, they respectfully stepped back to make way. Of course, they knew what it meant to have a professional who could fly.
Guo Shier walked slowly into the Talisman Market. It was exactly as he remembered from his childhood, unchanged at all. Thanks to the talismans reinforcing the walls of the buildings, it didn’t seem old either. The three walked along the streets. There weren’t many people around—mostly inner sect apprentices, along with a few lower-level professionals, all being junior talismanists or talisman spellcasters, with a slightly larger number of talisman warriors.
After walking a short distance, they saw a book hall built with bluestone slabs. There were many apprentices coming in and out at the entrance of the hall. Guo Shier smiled and said, “We’re here. Hehe, it’s been a long time since I was last here. Everything’s still the same.”
Entering the hall, they saw many rattan chairs, with many people sitting in them flipping through talisman books in their hands. A table was piled with old talisman books, and many people were selecting from them. The scene was very familiar. Now, Guo Shier knew that on the mid-to-higher-level continents, talisman books were merely a supplementary tool; professionals mainly relied on inheriting knowledge. As for the apprentices on the lower-level continents, they could only learn various skills through talisman books. It was fine for lower-level disciples, but at the master level, a vast amount of knowledge was required, which not everyone could master. No wonder few professionals from the lower-level continents could surpass the level of master experts.
An old man came forward to greet them. He had one arm missing and one eye blind, with a grim expression, looking very aged. He asked, “Are you newcomers?”
Guo Shier smiled and said, “Grandpa An, don’t you recognize me? I’m Guo Shier.” That old man was An Zhengyan, the book hall owner who had been very familiar with Guo Shier in the past.
As soon as these words were spoken, a stir arose in the study. Guo Shier was extremely famous in the North Talisman Sect; everyone knew him to be a super genius. He had become an elder of the North Talisman Sect at a young age, and later went to the Chenxiao Sect, where he also became an elder. In the North Talisman Sect, his reputation was even greater than that of the sect leader.
An Zhengyan exclaimed in surprise, “You’re Shier? Oh my, my eyesight is so poor that I couldn’t even recognize you. Hehe, Shier, I heard you left the North Talisman Sect—why have you come back?”
Murmurs of discussion filled the air around them.