Jade-Green Eyes and Square Pupils, Breaking Illusion to See the Truth!

The sect Mu Xue'er belonged to was a small sect in the cultivation world, only three or five people to a generation. But because the sect had specialized in artifact refining from its founding to the present, they lived fairly well. "The sect I belong to is called the Hidden Vessel Gate!" Mu Xue'er spoke up all of a sudden. Liu Xiu, who had no wish to take in a contract beast, was silent for a moment. Seeing that Mu Xue'er had fallen silent too, he kept his gun aimed, nodded with a couple of mm-hms, and said, "Good name. Taken from 'a gentleman hides his vessel upon himself,' isn't it?" "..." Don't you know how perfunctory you sound! Looking at Liu Xiu a few meters away, Mu Xue'er wasted no words. She turned slightly, revealing the half-person-tall wooden box on her back, reached out to stroke it, and gave a bitter smile. "But everything changed. From the day my master refined this magic treasure... everything changed..." Mu Xue'er's tone was desolate as she went on with what had happened. The course of it was simple. Her master had unexpectedly obtained a piece of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and then refined a sword! A magic treasure! When Mu Xue'er said the words "magic treasure," her tone was rather heavy, and it carried a faint pride and arrogance. Liu Xiu could not see what there was to be proud or arrogant about. Almost without thinking, he took out the magic treasure Heavenly Thunder Sword, then took out the magic treasure Heavenly Thunder Shield and let it flash once. He had two of these things! Was he proud? "..." Mu Xue'er was silent for several breaths. The pride left her face, and she went on with a trace of envy and stifled grievance. "The day the sword was completed, my master fell violently ill for no reason. My master's cultivation wasn't high, but he was not the sort to die of a sudden illness. What's more, while he lived he had always practiced life-nourishing methods..." "After that, we all believed this sword was an ill omen. Some of the senior and junior brothers even proposed sealing it... but my eldest senior brother didn't see it that way..." Here Mu Xue'er's tone carried scorn and grief. "Because Eldest Senior Brother didn't believe it, and because he overruled everyone, the sword was never sealed in the end. Then Eldest Senior Brother began wearing this ill-omened sword on his person... Very soon, the nightmare began. Eldest Senior Brother's hand was accidentally cut by the sword..." As she spoke, Mu Xue'er stopped again. Liu Xiu, who still did not want to take in a contract beast, nodded mm-hm and went on playing the straight man. "Oh. There was something wrong with his wound?" "Yes... The wound this sword gave Eldest Senior Brother never healed. And it was not only that it would not heal. The wound even began to fester. No medicine or spell had any effect. Of course, it may also be that the spells we knew were too poor..." Mu Xue'er's tone carried self-mockery. She went on. "Later, Eldest Senior Brother's hand was ruined. I saw him kill himself with my own eyes. I only remember the words he left before he died. He said this was a demonic sword that harmed people. But... they didn't think so!" Liu Xiu kept feeding her lines. "They started trying to seize the demonic sword?" "That's right! And for its sake they did not hesitate to come to blows, as if years of feeling between fellow disciples did not exist. I truly cannot understand why. Can one magic treasure really be more precious than so many years of brotherhood..." Mu Xue'er murmured. In eyes that could still be called beautiful, incomprehension and sorrow showed. Then she suddenly smiled. "But a demonic sword is a demonic sword in the end. In a mere half month, two of my senior brothers fell ill from contact with the demonic sword. The skin on their bodies began to redden, to itch, and to peel..." Mu Xue'er stopped. This time she was not trying to make Liu Xiu play the straight man. Smiling, she looked at Liu Xiu, who had begun to back away. "You're afraid?" "...Yes. I'm afraid!" Fuck your mother. Who the hell isn't afraid of a radiation-refined sword! Liu Xiu's eyelids twitched as he thought over the symptoms Mu Xue'er had described. Certain that her sword was a sword that carried radiation, he backed away again! He was so sure mainly because of the extraterrestrial meteorite, the wounds that would not heal and then festered, and the way contact brought sudden fatal illness, reddening skin, peeling, itching, and the rest. Those were the symptoms of radiation sickness, all right! Seeing Liu Xiu's attitude, Mu Xue'er looked astonished and went on. "After that it was this second senior brother of mine, the one you killed. For this demonic sword he killed Third Senior Brother and Fourth Senior Brother with his own hands, and then he also wanted to kill..." Mu Xue'er's voice stopped short. Her figure shattered like a mirror, leaving in its place an even smaller cyan flag. "You... how did you see through it?" Mu Xue'er's voice, full of incomprehension, sounded from behind Liu Xiu. Already standing at his back, she stared wide-eyed down at the pistol pressed to her chest, right over her heart. "A gentleman hides his vessel and waits to act..." Keeping the posture of a shot that would blow out her—heart, Liu Xiu turned and smiled at the bitch who had meant to ambush him. Seeing her stunned look, a thought stirred. The faint cyan light he had drawn back into his eyes blazed up in an instant. Immortal aspect, jade-green eyes and square pupils—activate! "!!!" "I get it..." "You... you're a cat demon?" Looking at Liu Xiu's cyan-tinged pupils, Mu Xue'er widened her eyes. Shock all over her face, her little mouth open, she stared at the cyan light in his eyes. "..." A small sect was a small sect! Not a scrap of knowledge!! Liu Xiu's eyelids twitched. Expressionless, he put away the phenomenon of the jade-green eyes and square pupils and looked at this utterly ignorant bitch. No wonder it was a small sect of three or five people to a generation! Liu Xiu cursed once in his heart and put the pistol away. That attitude left Mu Xue'er stunned. Uncomprehending, she said, "Why didn't you kill me!" "If you die, your master's inheritance will be cut off!" Liu Xiu turned. His gaze went to the half-person-tall wooden box standing on the ground not far away, and he spoke without looking back. Mu Xue'er had tried to ambush him, but the ambush was built on the purpose of killing herself. In other words, this Mu Xue'er had wanted to die by his hand. As for how he knew, that was simple. His immortal aspect, jade-green eyes and square pupils, was not fully cultivated, but it had still brought him a little of the uncanny. Such as breaking illusion to see the truth! Those eyes of his were already a little special. Under the boost of the illusion-breaking ability the jade-green eyes and square pupils brought, he had watched the whole way as Mu Xue'er turned invisible and circled behind him, and had seen every change in her expression along the way. To be fair, this woman's expressions were pretty rich! "I... wuwuwu..." Mu Xue'er crouched down, broke down, and clutched her head in loud sobs. She was already in her early twenties, yet she cried like a child. Her master's death, her senior brothers' deaths, her senior brothers killing one another, and these words of Liu Xiu's, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, made her collapse completely into wailing. Hearing it, Liu Xiu only felt it was terribly noisy. He dug at his ear, turned his head, and said with a frown, "Shut up. Cry again and I'll hit you!" "Wuwuwu..." Pa— A crisp slap rang through the night sky. Crouched on the ground, Mu Xue'er widened her eyes and covered her left cheek. In disbelief she lifted her head and stared wide-eyed at Liu Xiu, who had really hit her. "You... you hit me..." Pa— "You..." Pa— "I... I stopped crying, and you still hit me, wuwuwu..." Mu Xue'er started crying again. Seeing Liu Xiu make as if to hit her once more, she immediately covered her face in fear, stopped crying, and choked on sobs. "If your master were still alive, I don't think he would want to see you like this..." Liu Xiu said flatly. Hearing this, Mu Xue'er sobbed for a while before she choked out, "Thank you. You're a good person!" "..." The good-person card was not something one ought to hand out! Liu Xiu acted as if he had not heard and pointed at the wooden box that held the demonic sword. "I want this sword. Name a price." "???" It's over. The demonic sword is acting up again! Looking at Liu Xiu, whom she took to be bewitched by the demonic sword, Mu Xue'er's expression grew complicated and wretched once more. Seeing it, Liu Xiu rolled his eyes. "You being afraid of it doesn't mean I'm afraid of it too!"