"Go! The sword is good, but it's more symbolic than anything else," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

The Qin family brought a lot of things from Xianyang, including many good items. Therefore, after their initial surprise, everyone calmed down and did not oppose Qin Yao's actions.

They could all see the value of the things Qin Mu proposed. Increasing income and population would enhance the Qin family's foundation. Not to mention, Qin Mu was Qin Qiong's son, and they were all worth befriending.

…………

"Brother Lingyun! Aren't you busy with your own affairs? Why are you here so early in the morning?" Qin Mu asked Qin Yue, who was sitting on a stool, with a wry smile.

“Brother Huaidao, this won’t do! As the saying goes, ‘One should rise at the crowing of the rooster and study diligently without ceasing.’ If you sleep until this hour every day, won’t you end up like your brother, achieving nothing?” Qin Yue said with a smile, his tone earnest.

"I like to read late at night when it's quiet. I don't know swordsmanship, so I don't need to get up so early," Qin Mu said, rolling his eyes as he dressed.

"Hehe, I know you don't know swordsmanship, so I've come here specifically to teach you," Qin Yue said with a smile.

"Really?" Qin Mu asked in surprise. Confucian swordsmanship is different from that of martial artists, so Qin Mu wanted to learn it but had no one to teach him. He was naturally happy that Qin Yue was willing to guide him.

"Of course it's true, look, I even brought my sword." Qin Yue said, waving his hand.

Qin Mu then noticed that Qin Yue was dressed in a close-fitting outfit today, and there were two swords on the table.

After quickly washing up, Qin Mu called out, "Come on! Let's begin."

"This sword was given to you by my father, Brother Huaidao," Qin Yue said, presenting the sword to Qin Mu with both hands.

"This..." Although he knew it was a gift from the Qin family to thank him, Qin Mu still hesitated, unsure whether it was appropriate to accept it.

"Take it. This sword will be useless if it stays in the Qin family." Qin Yue said, stuffing it into Qin Mu's arms. He was afraid that if he hesitated, he would be reluctant to part with it.

"This sword is no ordinary weapon, is it?" Although Qin Yue spoke lightly, Qin Mu had a guess from his pained expression.

"Alas! You guessed right. Back then, a meteorite fell into Dongjun, containing extraterrestrial meteorite iron. Xu Fuzi, the most famous swordsmith at the time, spent two years forging it. On the day the sword was completed, lightning flashed and thunder roared, strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard, lasting for half a day. The King of Qin named it Qin Sword after the name of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it was also called Ding Qin Sword," Qin Yue explained.

"What!" Qin Mu exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this, his hand trembled and he almost dropped the sword. He hurriedly handed it to Qin Yue and said, "Brother Lingyun, please take it back quickly. How could I dare to accept such a treasure?"

"This is certainly not the Ding Qin Sword." Qin Yue watched Qin Mu lose his composure with satisfaction, and instead of taking the sword, he said calmly.

Qin Mu couldn't help but want to curse. So all that impressive introduction was just a bluff.

"Although it's not the Dingqin Sword, it's made of the same materials and forged by the same master craftsman. It's just that due to limited materials, this sword is shorter and narrower," Qin Yue said, his expression serious as he introduced the sword.

"This is still too precious, I can't accept it." Although Qin Mu was reluctant, he still refused.

"Please accept it. I'm not saying all this to emphasize how precious the sword is; I just want Brother Huaidao to cherish it," Qin Yue said, shaking his head.

Seeing Qin Yue's resolute attitude, Qin Mu knew he couldn't refuse, so he nodded solemnly and said, "That's how it should be."

"The sword is called 'Backhand Sword,' four feet long, capable of cutting through iron like mud, and severing a hair with a single breath; it is a sword that has seen battle, and Lord Wu'an used it to commit suicide; therefore, this sword exudes a murderous aura, and ordinary people, let alone using it, will be bewitched by its aura and become monsters who only know how to kill," Qin Yue explained.

"What!"

Seeing Qin Mu's wide-eyed expression, Qin Yue smiled and continued, "Of course, there's no problem with us Confucianists using it; the righteous spirit is immense and unyielding, and it is the nemesis of all evil and malevolent energies."

Lord Wu'an, Qin Mu, certainly knew who it was. It was a man known as the God of Slaughter, and even he himself had died by this sword. One could imagine how powerful its murderous aura was. The reason he couldn't sense it now was probably because it hadn't been drawn yet.

"Although the righteous energy can restrain the evil energy, if the evil energy is too strong, it will suppress the righteous energy in turn."

“That’s right. Water can extinguish fire, but if the fire is too big and there’s not enough water, the water will eventually boil away. However, if one possesses a righteous spirit, there is no danger to one’s life. That’s for sure,” Qin Yue agreed.

Thinking that the Qin family would never harm him, Qin Mu was no longer worried, cupped his hands in thanks, and accepted the gift.

"In that case, I will accept it without hesitation and thank Uncle Qin another day."

"Brother, you have done the Qin family a great favor. How can you keep thanking them like this? When will it end?"

"Brother Lingyun, you flatter me. It's just a small matter, nothing to be grateful for."

"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's start practicing our swordsmanship," Qin Yue changed the subject.

"To practice swordsmanship, one must first understand the Confucian way of swordsmanship. Confucianism originated with the sage Confucius. During the Spring and Autumn Period, martial arts were fashionable. If one wanted to travel around the states, one could not do without a long sword at one's waist. The Confucian way of swordsmanship lies in upholding the Way and eliminating evil. After all, one cannot use righteous energy to attack the enemy in every matter, right? Moreover, not every Confucian scholar has the means to deal with the enemy with righteous energy. Swordsmanship is a natural consequence of this."

Qin Yue explained it very clearly, and Qin Mu understood immediately. The main purpose of Confucian swordsmanship is self-defense against ordinary, weak enemies. This seems to be the same in both worlds.

Confucius's father was a military general in the State of Lu. Historical records indicate that in addition to his extraordinary appearance, Confucius also possessed extraordinary strength. Ancient city gates were the last line of defense. Even siege engines, using enormous logs to ram the gates, sometimes failed to breach them easily, demonstrating the immense weight and sturdiness of the gates. Opening and closing city gates typically required the strength of several people. However, historical records state that Confucius could open a city gate single-handedly, demonstrating his remarkable strength.

Even though the world is different, there are still common principles and similarities.

"Whether it is Confucianism, martial arts, Taoism, etc., there is a saying about raising soldiers. Confucianism is to use one's own righteous energy to continuously nurture the sword. Over time, the sword will carry the righteous energy and become more divine."

"To put it simply, the weapons are all forged from ore and nourished by one's own blood and energy. Over time, they become like a part of the body, making them easier to use and, of course, more powerful," Qin Yue continued.

Material assimilation! This was Qin Mu's opinion. He understood some of Qin Yue's words, but he still had many questions.

"If you nurture your sword with righteous energy, will it become more powerful the longer you nurture it? Is it possible to use two weapons, one for everyday use and the other nurtured as a trump card to deal with powerful enemies?"