I Obtained Guan Yu's Martial Arts - Chapter 57

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Obtaining Guan Yu’s Martial Arts – Episode 57
The Chu Siblings (2)
Step—step—
Guan Hui’s confident footfalls echoed through the courtyard.
More than sixty retainers followed behind him, yet not a single sound of their steps could be heard.
All held their breath and walked with such caution that only Guan Hui’s presence filled the courtyard.
‘Good grief. What’s gotten into everyone?’
Guan Hui halted and glanced back over his shoulder.
“F-faster, please, sir!”
“Hurry! Hurry!”
“I’m g-getting dizzy!”
The Chief Steward and the other retainers waved their hands urgently, pressing him forward.
“……No, really.”
Guan Hui looked at them in bewilderment.
He could understand their excitement well enough—whatever it was, the retainers of the Guan Clan had their reasons.
For those who bore the Guan name, the symbolism of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade was beyond words.
But Huang Xiaozhe and Zhang Cheng, who stood at the front, were another matter entirely.
They grinned with such pleasure that it seemed they were simply enjoying the moment itself.
“Hmph.”
Guan Hui smiled faintly and pressed forward.
Truthfully, obtaining the Crescent Blade stirred little emotion in him.
It was a legendary family heirloom that Guan Yu himself had once wielded—but it was still merely a weapon, wasn’t it?
As long as the blade was sharp, that was enough. He gave it little further thought.
But since things had come to this, Guan Hui decided to play along.
After all, hadn’t his retainers been working tirelessly of late, balancing cultivation with business?
If he could bring them joy with something like this, then as Family Head, he would do his best.
“Ah! The Family Head. You’ve come. It’s been too long.”
As Guan Hui approached the courtyard entrance, Chu Liang waved cheerfully to greet him.
Guan Hui returned the gesture with a light Fist Salute and drew closer.
“I hear you’ve brought the Crescent Blade for us.”
“Indeed. I thought we might indulge in some old memories, but it seems now is not the time for that.”
Chu Liang smiled faintly, his gaze drifting past Guan Hui to the retainers behind him.
Seeing that most of the household retainers remaining in the mansion stood with eager anticipation written across their faces, he gestured his men to fall back.
He understood that this was a moment in which he should step aside.
“I’ll call again later, Family Head. When I do, let us share a drink together.”
“Of course. That would be most welcome. Please take care on your way out.”
Having respectfully escorted Chu Liang to the entrance, Guan Hui turned back toward the carriage.
A large bolt of silk lay draped across the yellow wooden cart.
He could have simply used cloth, but the fact that silk had been used showed how much thought Chu Liang had put into this.
“Very well then. Let us unveil it.”
Guan Hui, who had brought the Green Dragon Peak staff beforehand, swept away the silk wrapping the carriage.
Whoosh—
Golden silk fluttered toward the sky.
Beneath it gleamed the blade, a vivid dark ink color.
An enormous crescent blade inscribed with azure scales.
From the tip of the blade, curved like a new moon, a cold and piercing chill seemed to emanate, while the crimson tassel hanging below the blade’s spine danced in the breeze, tracing a blood-red arc.
“Ah…….”
“Y-yes, this aura is no ordinary thing.”
“Xuantie is truly different.”
All present gasped in admiration, but those of some considerable skill, such as Zhang Cheng, could not hide their greater astonishment.
They could sense the imposing presence of Xuantie, whose hardness surpassed Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron by several orders of magnitude.
“P-please, assemble it quickly, Family Head!”
“Come on, let’s see the m-moon blade!”
Guan Shi clutched his head.
“I’m g-getting dizzy! Hurry!”
Spurred on by the fervent calls of the watching retainers, Guan Hui lifted the blade and fitted it onto the Green Dragon Peak staff.
Click—
With the precise interlocking of the pieces, the staff and blade became one.
The golden dragon adorning the head of the staff, its mouth agape, now cradled the blade instead of a pearl.
“Ah……!”
“Th-that’s the Green Dragon Crescent Blade!”
Everyone gasped at the sight of it.
The Green Dragon Crescent Blade in Guan Hui’s hands looked like a sleeping dragon coiling in upon itself.
A massive blade etched with azure scales.
Under the sunlight, the edge gleamed as though a jade dragon were pushing through the clouds.
“……Extraordinary.”
Even Guan Hui, who had felt little before taking up the blade, let out a soft breath of wonder.
He’d handled many weapons before, but this was something else entirely.
The weight of it settled into his palm with a density that suggested he could cleave mountains and split rivers.
Holding it, he felt invincible.
“Go on, swing it once, Family Head.”
The Chief Steward, transfixed, spoke as though under a spell.
“Yes, please swing it for us.”
Guan Shi grabbed his head again.
“Quickly! I’m getting dizzy!”
Guan Hui nodded and settled into his starting stance.
Everyone here had seen him assume this posture dozens of times before.
But today’s stance carried a different magnitude than all those previous ones.
Though the position remained identical, the force radiating from him was overwhelmingly more intense.
A divine weapon sharpens its master’s presence tenfold or more.
The Green Dragon Crescent Blade rendered Guan Hui’s aura far sharper and more ferocious.
“Hah.”
He steadied his breathing lightly and began the first form of the Heaven Extreme Cloud Extinguish Blade.
The form he chose was the fourth: Azure Dragon Soaring Heaven.
A form that rose skyward like a jade dragon taking flight, blade and man ascending as one.
Crack—
As the Green Dragon Crescent Blade swept through the air, a thunderous boom split the silence.
The blade seemed to amplify the technique’s power to its utmost.
“Ah!”
“Oooooh!”
The household members could not contain their admiration.
Several white-haired elders of the Guan Clan wept with emotion.
Boom—
Guan Hui rose into the empty air and unfolded the Azure Dragon Soaring Heaven form.
He looked like a jade dragon roaring in the void, cleaving the moon itself.
‘Extraordinary.’
Even Guan Hui’s pupils dilated with shock as he executed the form.
For reasons he couldn’t explain, the technique’s force was fundamentally different than before.
‘With this Green Dragon Crescent Blade… I could face even a master of the Peak Realm.’
Right now, with only half a foot in the Peak Realm, fighting another master at that level would mean certain defeat.
But with this blade, Guan Hui was certain victory was possible.
Just as Guan Hui marveled at the power of his newfound divine weapon—
Whirrrrm—
The Green Dragon Crescent Blade released a blade cry, then erupted in brilliant white light.
“……?”
Guan Hui tilted his head in confusion, and his heart suddenly began to throb.
It was as though he were responding to the blade cry emanating from the weapon.
Whoosh—
Guan Hui felt something lodged in a corner of his middle dantian surge through his qi meridians and escape.
Before he could stop it, the unknown thing rushed through his meridians, passed through his fingertips, and flowed into the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
Whirrrrrrm—
The blade’s white radiance grew sharper and brighter, and the blade cry swelled to a crescendo.
“……What is this?!”
Alarmed, Guan Hui gripped the blade tightly with both hands.
—You’ve restored the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
At that moment, after so long, Guan Yu’s voice echoed once more in Guan Hui’s mind.
“General!”
Guan Hui’s voice rose with joy.
He’d thought he wouldn’t hear from him for years to come, making this all the more welcome.
“How have you appeared now?”
Last time, Guan Yu had said that Heaven’s Gaze would grow stronger, and for now he couldn’t be reached.
It was all thanks to this Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
“The Green Dragon Crescent Blade?”
Martial artists speak of weapons as extensions of themselves.
Just as a swordsman’s blade is said to be a third hand, those who wield other weapons treat them as naturally as they would their own limbs.
And these words align with what is known of soul fragments.
When a great general wields a weapon for long enough, a piece of his soul becomes embedded within it.
The same is true of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade that Guan Yu wielded throughout his life.
Within it dwells a fragment of that era’s Guan Yu—a shard of his very soul.
“I see… I understand.”
Guan Hui’s eyes brightened at this new knowledge.
If that were true, then Zhang Fei’s Zhang Ba Snake Spear and Lü Bu’s Fang Tian Hua Ji must also carry the soul fragments of those great generals, didn’t they?
The soul fragment I planted within you and the soul fragment dwelling in the Green Dragon Crescent Blade have become one.
“I see.”
…?
Guan Yu clicked his tongue softly at Guan Hui’s composed reply.
What I’m telling you is that from now on, I can speak with you whenever I wish, regardless of Heaven’s Gaze.
“…!? Truly, sir!?”
That’s right. Whenever you hold this blade, it will always be possible.
“Oh…!”
Only now did Guan Hui’s eyes truly sparkle.
To be able to converse with Guan Yu at any time.
It was more welcome news than anything else could be.
In battles to come, there would surely be moments when his guidance became necessary.
Of course, there will be times when I am occupied and cannot answer quickly. But whenever you call in dire need, I will come without hesitation.
“Thank you, General.”
His assistance in moments of crisis was all that mattered.
Guan Yu’s aid was, in truth, equivalent to preserving one’s very life intact.
Remarkable work, truly. Not content with merely restoring the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, you’ve already earned its recognition.
“Recognition, sir?”
Divine weapons such as my blade choose their own masters. Without recognition, even the strongest hand would find it nothing but heavy scrap metal.
“Ah…!”
Now Guan Hui understood that strange sensation he’d felt when deploying his technique moments before.
The increase in power he’d noticed was no illusion.
It was because the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, having recognized him, had lent him its strength.
Excellent. Continue your diligent cultivation as you have been. I will be watching over you.
“Yes, I understand!”
Guan Hui responded with vigor and nodded firmly.
“Hm?”
Guan Hui felt the weight of many gazes from behind and turned to look.
“F-Family Head?”
The Chief Steward and all the household retainers were watching him with concern.
“Who exactly were you… speaking with? Are you… all right?”
“Oh.”
Guan Hui scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
How was he supposed to explain this?

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Yun City. Yi Tie Inn.
A heavy silence had descended upon the usually bustling, crowded Yi Tie Inn.
“……”
“……”
All the patrons stood rigid, lips sealed tight, their eyes darting nervously to gauge someone’s mood.
The atmosphere was thick enough that a single careless word could cost one their head.
Everyone swallowed hard, glancing sideways with evident tension etched across their faces.
“Say it again. What? Six Dragons Three Phoenixes?!”
Chu Liang, who held one of the Five Dragons Three Phoenixes’ seats, fixed Ho Saga with eyes that gleamed with killing intent.
“You dare invoke the word ‘dragon’ for some upstart rabble who’s only made a name in a backwater province like Shanxi!?”
Khh-khh-khh—
The killing aura radiating from Chu Liang saturated the inn with suffocating menace.
Most of those inside the inn were commoners with no martial training.
Struck head-on by that terrible killing intent, their faces drained of color and their breathing quickened.
The murderous aura of a Late-Stage Master counted among the finest in the Central Plains was simply too vicious for ordinary people to bear.
“You dare place some worthless thing that isn’t even a proper dragon on the same level as me? Do you want to die?”
“We—we’re sorry, sir. Please, just spare our lives……!”
Ho Saga, who had been conversing with his companions, hurriedly dropped to his knees.
His body trembled violently as he pressed his forehead to the ground.
“Do you even know what the Five Dragons Three Phoenixes are? I’m talking about a Late-Stage Master counted within the top ten fingers of strength in the entire Central Plains. Throughout all the Central Plains!”
Crack!—
Chu Liang’s explosive roar unleashed a Qi Blast that shattered windows and overturned tables.
In the face of that Heaven-Shaking Earth-Moving power, the commoners hastily fell to their knees, bowing their heads in desperate hopes of preserving their lives.
In that instant, every commoner in the inn found themselves on their knees before Chu Liang.
“Ha! Vermin like you suddenly find words once you taste real strength.”
Chu Liang sneered, looking down upon the cowering commoners.
“I am Chu Liang, one of the Five Dragons of the Five Dragons Three Phoenixes. Unlike that fake impostor you’re all so proud of, I’m a true dragon recognized by all.”
“We—we’re terribly sorry, Master Chu!”
“It—it was our ignorance that caused this offense. Please, forgive us!”
“P—please spare our lives!”
“Shut that mouth of yours!”
A low rumble—
Once more Chu Liang unleashed that razor-sharp killing intent, pressing it down upon the commoners as he spoke.
“Watch carefully. That fake dragon you’re all so proud of—I’m going to destroy him utterly.”

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