Why was he talking about the Seven Sacred Swords out of the blue?

Wu Qing subconsciously asked the system for help: [System, what do you think he was thinking? I feel like he was being so deliberate.]

The only response she got was endless silence.

Wu Qing shrugged.

Well, it seems that the system did not lie to her and the microphone was really muted.

She tried her best to shift her attention away from Prince Ding's gorgeous face and listen to his voice.

Prince Ding opened his thin lips and said, "Speaking of the most legendary swords, the Seven Sacred Swords are the best."

"Although the word 'sword' is included in the names of these seven holy swords, they actually contain both swords and knives. However, our Chen country has always advocated the way of the sword, so the names of the knives have been hidden."

He picked up the pen in his hand and quickly sketched the outlines of four weapons on the white drawing paper.

Even the eldest prince, who had never been interested in weapons, was attracted by the strange-shaped swords on the drawing paper, and his eyes fell on them involuntarily.

"There are many different opinions among the people about the ranking of the Seven Sacred Swords. But the one that has the most consensus is the evaluation made by the previous leader of the martial arts world, Mu."

Prince Ding sketched the shapes of the weapons from right to left.

"Seventh place, Dragon Tiger Sword."

"This sword is not a single one, but comes in pairs. One is called the Dragon Sword, and the other is called the Tiger Sword."

The Dragon-Tiger Sword is in the shape of a goose-feather blade, with a small curvature of the blade and a narrow and slightly upturned tip, similar to the waist swords used by officials.

Prince Ding introduced: "Its thickness is more than twice that of an ordinary waist knife. When it is used for big chopping and fighting, it is like a dragon or a tiger coming out of its sheath, which is extremely powerful."

"The Dragon-Tiger Blade is now in the hands of a wuxia artist named Dai Wei. Yesterday, he broke into the prison with the blade and brought the criminal Tong Guang out."

The eldest prince and the second prince were still listening attentively until they heard Tongguang's name.

The eldest prince asked solemnly, "Are there any casualties?"

Prince Ding was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Three jailers were killed, and twelve others were injured."

The two of them frowned, with worried looks on their faces.

"Your Highnesses, don't worry too much."

Prince Ding consoled him, "Dai Wei was also seriously injured. Commander Fang has set up a net to capture him."

The eldest prince sighed deeply, "I hope so."

They can only place their hopes on Commander Fang.

Prince Ding continued to sketch with ink on the paper.

"No. 6, the Seven Killing Sword. This sword has a strange head, shaped like a cone, and the blade is covered with barbs. It was once used by assassins in the martial arts world."

After a moment, a sword full of violence appeared on the paper.

All three of them took a deep breath.

If this sword were to pierce a human body, it would probably bring out a lot of blood and flesh fragments when it was pulled out.

"Fifth place, Shattered Flowing Light. It is a sharp knife with a narrow and short blade, and the blade is as white as snow."

"The fourth one is the Jingyu Sword, named after its previous owner, Jingyu. The sword is now kept in the Qingjing Temple, and is admired by thousands of people."

The four weapons drawn on the paper have different shapes.

Just by watching, you can feel the bloody storm in the martial arts world.

The second prince's eyes were full of envy and surprise as he said, "Uncle Eight, have you seen these four swords with your own eyes? They are so amazing!"

Prince Ding chuckled, "I have only had the honor of seeing the Pure Words Sword. As for the others, I only caught a glimpse of them in other people's paintings."

Wu Qing secretly complained: [What a liar, you clearly have Qi Sha and Shattered Flowing Light in your hands. ]

The eldest prince and the second prince: ...Ah?

Prince Ding put down his brush.

"As for the first three swords, I have no idea what they look like, I only know their names."

He said: "The sword ranked third is called Poxie. It is said that this sword is as heavy as a thousand-pound boulder, and when it is swung, it can break all laws with its force."

"The first two swords, or knives, were named Taichu and Kunwu."

Prince Ding shook his head and sighed, "However, they have been lost for a long time, and even whether they are swords or knives has become a mystery."

"Some even speculate that these two swords may have been invented by the ancients and never really existed."

The second prince was fascinated by what he heard, "If I could gather all seven swords, I would be invincible, right?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Ding smiled in an unfathomable way, "It's hard to predict what will happen in this world. Who can say for sure?"

But the Evil-Breaking Sword... sounds so familiar?

The Second Prince had just thought of this when Wu Qing spoke.

She smiled and said, "The Evil-Breaking Sword happens to be right here with me."

Prince Ding didn't expect that she would say it so easily without hiding anything.

That's good, it saves him the trouble of finding out in different ways.

"Since the prince has drawn four, I can't hide it anymore, so I'll draw one for everyone."

After saying that, Wu Qing rolled up her sleeves, picked up her favorite charcoal pencil, and started drawing on the drawing paper.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the tip of her pen.

As her wrist danced, the lines on the paper gradually became clearer.

As they watched, they discovered the peculiarity of Wu Qing's painting style.

——The sword she drew was too lifelike.

"In fact, it is just a very ordinary sword, but it is a little whiter and heavier than ordinary swords." Wu Qing said.

Wu Qing tilted his wrist and silently finished the shadow on the Evil-Breaking Sword he had drawn.

In fact, her painting skills are not that outstanding, she just took advantage of the three-dimensional painting method.

But the effect was very good. The three of them saw the appearance of the Evil-Breaking Sword clearly.

——Just as Wu Qing said before, it is ordinary and there is nothing amazing about it.

Wu Qing's gaze was as calm as autumn water, falling on Prince Ding's face.

She said, "This sword is not something that everyone can wield, and it is not worth sacrificing one's life for."

"It's just like scrap metal to me."

"If anyone wants this sword, please tell me directly. I am willing to give it to someone. I just hope that I won't have to worry about it anymore."

Her voice was too calm, her eyes too steady.

At that moment, Prince Ding felt that she had seen through him completely.

His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, "...Your Excellency, you are very generous. The Sword of Breaking Evil is a treasure that everyone in the martial arts world dreams of. Are you going to give it to someone else?"

Wu Qing was happy: "Oh, I'm not very generous. I will only sell it if you pay me."

She held her hand out to Prince Ding, "If Your Majesty wants it, I'll give you a bargain price."

"Ten thousand taels of silver, how about that?"

A white, soft hand appeared in front of him without warning.

This person and this sentence both have an attraction that cannot be ignored to him.

Prince Ding could no longer laugh.