The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 343 - 217 Breaking Through, Catastrophe

Chapter 343: Chapter 217 Breaking Through, Catastrophe

"This group of people has no ordinary backgrounds."

Lv San spoke gravely, "That Tibetan Monk, whether in spells or martial arts, is undeniably a master. He could easily be the leader of some organizations, yet he stands guard in a mine."

"There’s also the new formula for gunpowder. Han Kun mentioned that the covert purchasers are all secretive powerful forces. Moreover, they also possess the secret techniques of Fangshi from the Tang Dynasty."

"The Pai Sect has to help them guard the entrance. It might also be related to the recent disturbances in the Southwest..."

Lv San did not speak much on regular days, but that did not mean he was not intelligent. Moreover, he was extremely cautious. Otherwise, how could he have outwitted Qiao Sanhu and managed to kill him on the Lantern Festival night?

He was bold, but his first thought in any situation was of the risks.

Seeing Li Yan staring silently at the secret scripture, Sha Lifei immediately became anxious, "Brother Yan, please don’t do anything foolish. Although this item is troublesome, if used correctly, it could be our lifeline in the future!"

"Rest assured."

Li Yan nodded solemnly, "What comes to us naturally should not be easily rejected—I’m just thinking about how to handle it."

Sha Lifei looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Li Yan picked up the "Thunderclap Fire Scripture," his expression stern, "This object, certainly brilliant, but after acquiring it, we need to deal with three matters."

"On the surface, the court imposes strict regulations on firearms. Even if it’s been leaked, they won’t just let it go. They will always keep it hidden, and we must find a way to secure the right to use it."

"Next comes the hidden aspect. By taking this, the original owner turns into our enemy. Seeing their ruthless methods, it’s likely to be a fight to the death."

"Lastly is the production. I’ve looked over it, and both the gunpowder and firearms require a Magic Artifact or a Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure, and we’ll also need a reliable craftsman from the Mystical Sect..."

"Only by resolving these three matters can this object truly serve us!"

Both Lv San and Sha Lifei nodded in agreement.

They knew Li Yan was right.

Remembering what Wang Daoxuan said about the Prophetic Technique, Li Yan spoke deeply, "Let’s take our time. Great Xuan has been established in court for a century, opening seas, introducing new gunpowder, conflict between two factions in the court, unrest in the Southwest... all indicate significant changes in the Human Dao."

"If we don’t use this thing, we will be attacked by others—how could we let go? But we must also guard against those people..."

"Brother Lv, send out a hawk to that valley’s phosphate mine to look into it, and keep a close watch on any movements. Surely someone will go to check."

"First find out their identities, before we respond effectively."

"Mm."

Lv San didn’t waste words, gestured with his hand, and the hawk soared into the air, flying towards the distant valley in the night.

Li Yan nodded and then looked at Sha Lifei, "Uncle Sha, until we find a craftsman from the Mystical Sect, it’s up to you."

"How many of the firearms mentioned can we produce?"

"Probably not many."

Sha Lifei gave an awkward smile and rubbed his bald head, "You’re right, many cryptic terms are passed down by craftsmen of the Mystical Sect. Old Sha can’t even understand them."

"Especially that new type of musket, which needs to be forged in the spiritual acupoint of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land just like a Magic Artifact!"

"The techniques involved are intricate; ordinary craftsmen simply can’t manage it."

While speaking, his eyes showed a hint of pride, "However, I have figured out the new formula for gunpowder and the usage of ’coal spirit.’"

"It turns out that this ’coal spirit’ needs to be ground in water and then left to settle and dry before mixing into the gunpowder as a substitute, which significantly increases its power."

"There’s also a special ’red saltpeter,’ a Heavenly Spirit Earth Treasure. With these two materials, making new gunpowder isn’t difficult."

"Before we find a craftsman from the Mystical Sect, we can temporarily use fire thorns and bamboo thunder arrows, which are also quite powerful."

"That’s good."

Li Yan pondered for a moment, "While we handle the issue with Zhu Family Castle, Uncle Sha, you start making some; we might need them soon..."

After discussing their plans, they borrowed a small stone mill in the village and ground the coal spirit in a basin of water, then repeatedly ground it to obtain a basin full of black liquid, which they placed in the tent to settle overnight.

Having finished these tasks, it was midnight.

Suddenly, a blaze erupted in the village center, followed by a great uproar.

Li Yan and the others hastily exited the tent.

At the village entrance, a large group of villagers led by Wang Daoxuan and Village Chief Zhu approached, each carrying a torch.

Ahead of the crowd, there were three elderly people, both men, and women, looking dazed, staggeringly moving toward the river.

"Brother Yan, stop them!" Wang Daoxuan shouted loudly.

Li Yan stepped forward without a second word. Seeing that these three were out of their senses, he didn’t bother to exert more effort. With three quick chops to their jaws, he knocked them unconscious.

"Do you all see?"

Wang Daoxuan pointed at the river and shouted, "There are no Evil Spirits bewitching souls—every ghost lies within your own hearts."

"Good and evil have their retributions, every wrongdoing has its perpetrator. Those who committed crimes have been executed by the court. Dreaming of ancestors blaming you is someone’s malevolence at work. As long as you act righteously from now on, you need not fear any ghost knocking on your doors!"

"Brother Yan, have you found any evil entity?"

"There’s nothing in the river!"

Li Yan pinched and released Yang Jue, took a deep breath, and responded loudly.

He knew Wang Daoxuan was dispelling the ghosts in their hearts.

In a lifetime, most people lead ordinary lives, engulfed in basic human emotions with their generous acts of righteousness, and at times, sly schemes.

Over the decades, there would naturally be some guilty secrets.

These might all seem trivial, but like Yin Ghosts, they lurk in the heart, usually unspoken. Once stirred, they cause deep unease.

People of Divine State believe in the Earth God as much as they do their ancestors.

How could ancestral blame not instill fear in their hearts?

It’s much like a kind of psychological suggestion.