Zhou Yu was awakened by the beating and managed to calm himself down, but he still felt lost.
The veiled woman shouted coldly, "Your heart of Taoism is too fragile. If this is the case, then I am blind and have chosen the wrong person!"
Zhou Yu was not provoked, but asked in a muffled voice, "Senior, would you also slaughter mortals at will?"
The veiled woman said, "I won't kill intentionally."
"If you stepped on an ant while walking on the road, would you stop and check on the ants for any casualties?"
Zhou Yu's heart trembled.
The veiled woman meant that mortals were like ants in her eyes...
“But people are not ants.”
"Mortals have the spirit to cultivate, they have thoughts and emotions..."
The veiled woman interrupted Zhou Yu and sneered, "Ridiculous."
"Animals hunted by humans can also transform after training, and have thoughts and feelings. What is this?"
Zhou Yu was speechless.
The veiled woman continued, "The Moon-Shattering Sect killed your family. If you want revenge, that's fine."
"You think that immortal cultivators are too ruthless in killing innocent people. There is no problem in killing Guo Sen."
"You think Zheng Yuan is committing treason and usurping the throne, repaying kindness with enmity. It's fine if you kill him."
"In the final analysis, sticking to what you think is right and not wavering is the right thing to do."
"In fact, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world. It's just that everyone has different ideas and concepts."
The veiled woman's words opened Zhou Yu's eyes and made him understand clearly.
“Do what you want to do.”
He is not wrong...
What's wrong... is this world.
Zhou Yu bowed deeply to the veiled woman and said sincerely, "Thank you for your guidance, I understand now!"
"One more thing..."
"Guo Sen said that sword cultivators are prone to breakage if they are too strong. This world hasn't produced any great sword cultivators in thousands of years. Is that true?"
The veiled woman sneered, "Too strong to break? Nonsense, if you break, it proves that you are not strong enough. If you are strong enough, who can break you?"
The veiled woman's words were so domineering that Zhou Yu was shocked...
That’s right, as long as you are strong enough, who dares to defeat you
Zhou Yu was moved, and an idea came to his mind, "Senior, I have something to ask of you tonight..."
The veiled woman frowned and said mercilessly, "You're pushing for more, aren't you?"
Zhou Yu scratched his head, "Um, I want to take you as my master, is that ok?"
The veiled woman was stunned, as if she had thought of something, and said coldly, "I don't accept disciples."
Then it disappeared again.
Zhou Yu was embarrassed. He didn't expect to be rejected.
But he didn't get tangled up in it.
"Forget it, if you don't want to accept it, then don't accept it. The most important thing is to practice on your own."
Zhou Yu put on his scarf and searched Guo Sen's things. There was a storage ring with not many things in it. Zhou Yu, who had just embarked on the path of immortality, didn't know what those things were.
But it’s better than nothing. Just ask the veiled woman how to use it.
Zhou Yu left the palace where he had lived for 19 years. The palace was now in chaos.
He had no idea of inheriting the throne. The dragon throne that he once longed for was now a birdcage that imprisoned him.
He wants to improve his strength and then go to the Yanyue Sect to take revenge!
As for who will be the emperor
He doesn't care, and the people of the Great Zhou Kingdom won't care either.
As the King of Chu, he understood one thing over the years.
The people don’t care who is the ruler. As long as they live a happy life, it doesn’t matter who sits on the throne.
If the new emperor is a tyrant, he will just execute him when he returns.
The most important thing is that the Yanyue Sect will know the news that he killed Guo Sen sooner or later.
Zhou Yu knew clearly that with his current strength, he was just an ant that could be easily controlled in front of the behemoth Yanyue Sect, and staying would lead to his death.
Zhou Yu walked on the streets of the Great Zhou Kingdom. It was a bustling and peaceful scene, completely different from the imperial palace.
"Let's find a sword that suits my needs," Zhou Yu thought.
Ordinary swords are barely effective against cultivators of Guo Sen's level. It's too insecure.
But in the mortal world, only ordinary things can be found.
After Zhou Yu determined the direction of the Yanyue Sect, he planned to leave the Great Zhou Kingdom.
But at this moment, the voice of the veiled woman suddenly sounded in his mind.
"There's a good sword in the blacksmith shop over there, you can take it."
Zhou Yu's mind moved, and he walked towards the blacksmith shop.
The blacksmith was a muscular, shirtless man who was hammering with a red-hot iron, with a pile of forged iron tools behind him.
Seeing Zhou Yu coming, he put the red iron into the bucket, and the bucket immediately made a "sizzling" sound and smoke came out.
He greeted, "Sir, what would you like to order?"
"Long spears, short swords, broadswords, iron rods, anything you can describe, I can fight with it!"
Zhou Yu could sense that the good stuff the veiled woman was talking about was in the pile of ironware at the back, so he asked, "Can I pick some of those weapons at the back?"
The man was stunned. "Of course, wait a minute, I'll collect the items that the customer ordered, and you can pick the rest."
Soon, Zhou Yu entered the store and started searching.
Finally, he found that special sword.
At the very bottom.
It was a huge black iron sword, the edge of the sword was almost worn flat and not sharp at all. The sword was very long, and Zhou Yu estimated that it was about the same length as his height of more than eight feet.
The sword was as wide as half his shoulder.
The sword was covered in dust, but there was no trace of rust.
The veiled woman's voice sounded again.
"This sword is made of red refined iron. It's pretty good and just right for you to temper your body."
Zhou Yu nodded secretly and said to the blacksmith, "Boss, I want this sword."
The boss looked puzzled and asked, "This sword? Sir, are you serious?"
"Well, is there any problem?" Zhou Yu asked puzzledly.
The boss looked Zhou Yu up and down and laughed, "Let me be frank, this sword is useless to you."
"This sword weighs more than 200 kilograms. I asked four or five brothers to help me move it!"
"I'm not saying anything, but with your skinny arms and legs, I can't even drag you away, let alone use you."
Zhou Yu heard this, looked at the heavy sword, and smiled, "It's okay, I have my own use for it, I'll take it, how much is it?"
The boss showed a speechless expression and said, "Tsk, you, why don't you listen to me?"
"Okay, if you can lift this sword, I won't charge you any money."
"I can't sell it anyway, and it's just in the way."
When Zhou Yu heard about this good thing, he immediately said, "Okay! It's a deal!"
When the owners of several nearby shops heard that someone was going to raise the heavy sword, they all came over to watch the fun, but when they saw Zhou Yu's young appearance, they were not optimistic.
"Hey, with his size, he can lift that heavy sword. I'll eat that sword!"
"How daring! Young people today have no idea what it means to weigh more than 200 kilograms?"
"Boss, be careful. He might break his arm and blackmail you!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
The boss was really scared by what he said, and quickly said, "Little brother, your injury is none of my business!"
Zhou Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't worry, if I get hurt it has nothing to do with anyone else."
"That's good… "
Zhou Yu bent down, grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and began to exert force, but the iron sword did not move at all.
But Zhou Yu had an idea in his mind. This sword was nearly 600 kilograms, and it was indeed very heavy...
Seeing this, everyone laughed and teased.
"Forget it, young man. Stop dreaming. This weight is not something you can bear!"
"You look so delicate, so you're better suited for soft swords or something."
"I'm still holding the sword, it's hard to even get on the bed..."
Zhou Yu ignored these voices and placed both hands on the hilt of the sword.
Use more force!
“Boom!”
The heavy sword was slowly lifted up.
Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths wide enough to fit an egg, and their expressions looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Zhou Yu lifted the Chilian heavy sword completely.
Zhou Yu waved it again, and it made a heavy sound of wind, which was frightening!
Even Zhou Yu felt his arms go numb from the weight.
Even a cultivator at the Sky Control Realm wouldn't use such a heavy sword as a weapon!
But this is Zhou Yu’s first weapon, and he is very happy!
He put the heavy sword behind his back and said to the boss, "Thanks, boss!"
Then he left in a cool manner, carrying his sword on his back.
Everyone was left stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment.