Seeing the Guan Dao, Chen Xiao understood why Old Master Mo had been possessed.
This Guan Dao was truly a weapon of great malice!
As the king of cold weapons, the Guan Dao carried its own killing intent when forged.
And this Guan Dao had clearly seen much battle, with countless souls slain beneath its blade.
Beneath the Guan Dao sat a Grand Tutor's chair, where Old Master Mo clearly spent much of his time. After years of exposure, it was no wonder he had been possessed!
He was lucky to have met Chen Xiao; otherwise, he would have been killed in his dreams by the malevolent and yin energy!
Upon seeing the Guan Dao, Wang Hu Zi felt an opportunity arise. Pointing at the Guan Dao, he asked, "Old Man, I've always heard you say this Guan Dao is a spiritual artifact. Is it true or not?"
"Of course, it's true!"
Old Master Mo glared at Wang Hu Zi, "Do you think your old man would lie to you?"
"Let me tell you, this Guan Dao is no ordinary item. It was originally the weapon of Marshal Liu Shenwu of the Ming Dynasty and has been passed down for five to six hundred years!"
"Over a hundred years ago, during a period of war, this Guan Dao was looted overseas by foreign barbarians. Your Uncle Li acquired it through various means while on official business abroad and eventually gifted it to me!"
Wang Hu Zi pouted, "Old Man, you've told this story at least eighty, if not a hundred times. My ears are practically calloused. I just want to confirm if it's truly a spiritual artifact."
"It's said that this Guan Dao has been consecrated by many masters and is a genuine spiritual artifact that can protect descendants... That's what everyone says. As for whether it's true or not, how could I possibly tell!"
Old Master Mo asked ambiguously, then frowned, "Why are you asking this? I remember you never showed any interest in this thing before."
Seeing Old Master Mo's question, Wang Hu Zi seized the opportunity to tell the truth, "Ah, Old Man, it's not that I'm interested in this Guan Dao. It's Mr. Chen who is interested in it..."
"Oh?"
Old Master Mo was slightly taken aback. He looked at Chen Xiao and asked, "Mr. Chen, you're interested in this Guan Dao?"
Chen Xiao said directly, "Elder Mo, to be honest, we came for this Guan Dao! We originally came with a hopeful mindset, but now, Elder Mo, I'm afraid I have to be direct with you: you can no longer keep this Guan Dao!"
"Mr. Chen, why is that?" Old Master Mo asked doubtfully.
Chen Xiao explained, "This Guan Dao is truly an artifact of extreme yin, with a very heavy malevolent energy. It is the reason you were afflicted by the evil spirits!"
Upon hearing this, Old Master Mo couldn't help but frown, his tone tinged with displeasure, "Mr. Chen, you have done our Mo family a great service. If you like this Guan Dao, I will give it to you. But there's no need to call it an evil object. The person who gave it to me is my sworn brother, with whom I've shared life and death for decades. He would never harm me!"
Chen Xiao smiled faintly, "Elder Mo, you misunderstand. I'm not saying someone is trying to harm you. I believe the person who gave it to you was also unaware of these things. Since you don't believe me, I will prove it to you!"
Saying this, Chen Xiao walked towards the Guan Dao. Suddenly, he leaped up, more than two meters high, and effortlessly took down the Guan Dao hanging in mid-air!
Then, he bit his fingers, smeared blood on the blade, and immediately, an incredible scene unfolded!
The gleaming blade suddenly emitted wisps of black mist.
Everyone present was instantly terrified and dared not approach. In broad daylight, they felt a chill.
As the black mist grew, it turned into rolling black smoke.
Following that, sounds of clashing weapons and screams emerged from the black smoke.
Listening to the sounds, it was as if thousands of troops were within!
In just a moment, the black smoke enveloped the entire hall.
Countless Yin soldiers, clad in ancient armor, crawled out of the black smoke. They stared at Chen Xiao with ferocious expressions, their bodies radiating immense anger, as if they harbored deep hatred towards Chen Xiao!
Everyone trembled in fear, wanting to flee but finding their feet rooted to the spot, unable to move!
Old Master Mo, in particular, was drenched in cold sweat. The scenes from his dreams had manifested in reality, and it was even more terrifying than in his dreams!
Seeing that his actions had the desired effect, Chen Xiao formed a hand seal, chanted an incantation, and shouted, "Collect!"
The Yin soldiers immediately returned to the Guan Dao, and the black mist vanished.
Chen Xiao did not destroy them. These were pure, natural residual souls of Yin soldiers, which would be useful in formations later.
If necessary, he could even use them to summon a hundred thousand Yin soldiers!
Chen Xiao placed the Guan Dao back, only to find that the others were all too frightened to approach, keeping their distance.
"You don't need to be afraid. These are just residual souls of those who died by this blade. They won't harm you."
Chen Xiao's explanation, however, only made them more frightened.
This was no different from seeing ghosts in broad daylight!
Old Master Mo said with deep shame, "Mr. Chen, I misunderstood you just now and was very disrespectful. I beg for your forgiveness, Mr. Chen!"
Chen Xiao waved his hand casually, "It's alright, Elder Mo. There's no need to blame yourself."
Then, Old Master Mo asked, "Mr. Chen, since this Guan Dao is, as you say, an artifact of extreme yin, how should I dispose of it?"
"Elder Mo, there's no need to worry. Just leave it to me. Although it brings you nothing but harm, it is a rare treasure to me. In fact, I should thank you, Elder!"
Chen Xiao said with a hearty laugh, truthfully.
"That's wonderful!"
Old Master Mo did not ask Chen Xiao what he intended to do with it. In any case, he hoped the Guan Dao would be as far away from him as possible!
It was noon, and Old Master Mo invited Chen Xiao to stay for a simple meal.
Chen Xiao did not refuse. During the meal, everyone toasted him and expressed their gratitude again.
After the meal, Chen Xiao hurried back to Jiang City.
With this Guan Dao, he could now begin to set up a formation.
However, Old Master Mo was mistaken about one thing. This Guan Dao was not a spiritual artifact; it was, at best, a semi-spiritual artifact.
After all, the residual souls of Yin soldiers attached to the Guan Dao did not generate spiritual energy on their own.
But the effect of this semi-spiritual artifact was something ordinary spiritual artifacts could not match. It was a rare and hard-to-find item.
Finding a weapon that had killed so many people was like searching for a needle in a haystack, and in this era of peace, there were no conditions to replicate it!
After returning home and having dinner, he went down to the basement, bringing with him the stone lion from the entrance.
This stone spirit was also part of the formation he was planning.
Next, he placed the Guan Dao and the spiritual artifact seal used by Tang Bohu aside and began to draw talismans and carve jade, making the final preparations.
Once the talismans and jade were all ready, everything was in place, and he was only waiting for the opportune moment!
After midnight, he could begin setting up the formation!