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There is a rectangular box, just opened.

Inside, there was a sword lying there.

This sword isn't very long, Yang Ruqing estimated it was about the length of her arm.

Sheathed, the sword presented an unassuming sight from the outside. Its green scabbard was ancient and unremarkable.

It doesn't even have any patterns, the appearance is elegant and compact, indeed suitable for women to use for self-defense.

However, at the hilt of the sword, two characters resembling small flowers were carved.

“What’s that word? Is that the name of this sword?” Yang Ruqing asked.

Qi Xingyun leaned down and carefully examined the two characters. His breathing quickened.

“Mo Xie!”

"This is the legendary female sword, Mo Xie!" he exclaimed with excitement.

The other three were also very excited. They went through a lot of hardship, just to verify if the legend was true, and it really exists!

Qixingyun reached out to take out the Mo Xie sword, but Yang Ruoheng stopped him.

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"Don't worry about this half hour, first take a look at that candle over there." she said.

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A person lights the candle, a ghost blows it out. If the candle goes out, even if this coffin holds the Imperial Seal Sword, you mustn't touch it!

Of course, Yang Ruqing herself had taken the half pearl out of thin air before, and she had forgotten to look at the candle flame.

So at this point, she herself felt a bit guilty, and she looked at the candlelight with a glimmer of hope.

If the candle flame were abnormal, she would also secretly put back half of the pearl.

Four people stared unblinkingly at the candle flame for a moment, then noticed that it was very calm.

"It should be fine now, let's take a look." Yang Ruoheng said.

Qi Xingyun nodded, raised both hands to hold the Mo Xie sword, then carefully and reverently drew it out, placing it before everyone.

“From the outside, it doesn't look like much. You have to pull it out and take a closer look.” Tobarling said.

Qi Xingyun nodded again, grasped the scabbard in one hand, and gripped the hilt of the sword with the other. He pulled it out with all his might.

"Huh?"

He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Tuoba Ling asked.

Qi Xingyun shook his head, remained silent, and used even more force.

“Strange, I can’t seem to pull this sword out,” he said.

Once again, with all his might, the sword seemed to merge with its sheath. In the end, Qi Xingyun was drenched in sweat, barely able to keep his composure. But the sword remained stubbornly still.

“Qi, brother, let me try.” Tuobaling said.

Qixingyun hesitated for a moment, but still handed the Mo Xie Sword to Tuoba Ling.

Tuo Ba Ling also used all his strength, but still couldn't pull it out.

"Is this sword fake? Why can't I pull it out?" he asked, puzzled.

Qi Xingyun said, "Impossible,"

His gaze fell on Luofeng Tang, "Brother Fengtang, your strength surpasses ours. Why don't you give it a try?"

Luofeng Tang glanced at the sword and was also a little curious.

"Okay, I'll try too."

As a result, even Luofeng Tang couldn't pull it out.

Looking at the three men who were completely baffled and perplexed, Yang Ruoqing, who was watching the commotion, couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

"Oh my, I'm laughing so hard my stomach hurts! Three war gods, three generals, three masters of weaponry, and they can't even draw a small dagger like the Mo Xie Sword!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"If anyone else knew about this, they'd laugh their heads off." she said.

He sighed again and said, "Oh well, it seems this sword is destined to have nothing to do with you all. It's right in front of you, yet you still can't bite into it! What are we going to do about this?"

Hearing her teasing, Tuoba Ling felt a little embarrassed.

“Don't just spout empty words, Madam Luo. If you truly have the leisure, why not try it yourself? Then you'll understand our predicament,” said Tuoba Ling.

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Yang Ruoqing gave Tuo Bu Ling a blank stare.

"I wouldn't bother drawing it. I have no interest in swords anyway; I prefer my Golden Soft Whip." she said.

Qixingyun said to Luofuren, "Mrs. Luo, since you've followed us through all these hardships to get here, why not just pull one out as well?"

Yang Ruqing shook her head.

"I'm really not interested. This sword belongs to the queen. We've seen it, and we know the legend is true." she said.

"Since you can't even draw the sword, it's clear this queen doesn't want to give it to you. Know your place! We've been bothering her long enough, it's time we left." she added.

Qi Xingyun wore a pained expression, clutching his sword as he stood beside the coffin. He wanted to cry but couldn't.

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Luo Fengtang saw her expression and came to Yang Ruqing's side, softly coaxing: "Qing'er, be good, you can try it too. We're already here anyway."

“If you can’t even draw it, then no matter how good this sword is, no matter how legendary its tales, it’s just a useless piece of metal. There’s no point in carrying it around.”

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“Qi elder brother, Tubo elder brother, is that how you see it?” Luofengtang asked.

Qi Xingyun immediately nodded: "Yes, if even Lady Luo can't pull it out, we should give up and let this sword continue to accompany the queen in her slumber at the bottom of the earth."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruqing's attitude softened slightly.

She cast her gaze on the Mo Xie Sword in Qi Xingyun's hand, tilting her head to look it over and saying, "I can pull it out. If I do, then this sword belongs to me. Neither of you two is allowed to fight me for it. Can you agree to that?"

She said that on purpose, anyway she didn't plan to take it out. She just wanted to tease the two of them.

Qi Xingyun nodded repeatedly, “Very well, very well. As long as you can draw it out, let me see the splendor of the legendary Mo Xie sword with my own eyes. Then this sword will naturally be yours.”

Tuoba Ling twitched his lips, but said nothing.

But his expression clearly told everyone that he didn't believe Yang Ruqing could pull it out at all. He was just letting another person try.

To keep myself psychologically balanced, look, it's not that I can't pull it out, but this sword is rooted so deeply that no one could pull it out.

Yang Ruqing had no interest in paying attention to Tuoba Ling's little thoughts. She reached out and took the Mo Xie sword, examining it in front of her.

Then, with a flick of the wrist, one hand grasped the scabbard while the other held the hilt, gently pulling upward.

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"Ding..."

A faint yet crisp tremor entered the ears, accompanied by a surge of powerful sword energy shooting out.

Several stone pillars in the tomb suddenly trembled, and the thick iron chains that bound them to six other stone sarcophagi swayed and clashed, making a rattling noise.

“Qing’er drew her sword?”

Luo Fengtang exclaimed in surprise.

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Qi Xingyun and Tuo Ba Ling were both dumbfounded.

Yang Ruqing was also very surprised. Immediately, she leapt down the stairs with a few bounds and landed safely on the ground.

Drawing his sword from its sheath, he pointed it straight at the thick iron chains on the other side.

The raised hands drew a graceful arc, and where the sword light pointed, a faint 'cha!' could be heard in the ear, as the iron chain snapped in two and fell to the ground.

And in her hand, that blade thin as a cicada's wing, with a shimmering light swirling about it, like a water lily emerging from the depths, both refreshing and piercingly cold.

Sword energy spread, emanating a profound radiance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qi Xingyun couldn't help but clap, walking towards this side, her eyes and eyebrows were all filled with astonishment and shock.

“Mo Xie sword, truly a peerless blade!” he said.

Tuoba Ling murmured, "After seeing this sword, I suddenly feel that all the weapons in the arsenal are scrap metal."

Luo Fengtang excitedly came to Yang Ruoqing's side.

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“My daughter, Qing'er, is so amazing! She effortlessly pulled out the Mo Xie sword that none of us could even budge!”

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