The blade that Jinjian was staring at was not curved at all, but the curve from the hilt to the scabbard was very large. It was a unique Tachi with a quaint style.

If the blade was unsheathed, one would be able to see the crescent-shaped pattern on the side of the blade.

— — The Most Beautiful Sword in the World, Sanchū Sōjin.

This Tachi, who was usually calm and indifferent, now looked unusually excited.

The buzzing sound of the sword had not stopped since a while ago.

And this intense reaction reached its peak when Jinjian walked to his side.

If it wasn't for the glass barrier, the Tachi would have happily jumped into the arms of Fu Mourning God.

In contrast to Sanchū Sōjin, the rest of the Sanjū family's Tachi swords were next to him.

— — I'm actually … not the first to be noticed by my brother.

A bolt from the blue!

The dark clouds shrouded the sky, and the rumbling thunder struck the soul, instantly shattering the fragile glass heart into pieces.

… QAQ

As if they had received a big blow, the rest of the Sanjū family's Tachi swords quieted down.

Thus, in the entire space, there was only the sound of Sanchū Sōjin's main body clattering. It sounded very cheerful, and inexplicably had a sense of showing off.

Ishikaga Maru: Odou is a little too noisy.

:)

Komusubi: Wild foxes have bad tempers.

Rock Melting: … Tsk.

Super pissed.

Xiaotiangou: Wah!

Sanchū is too much!

Jinjian glanced at the Tachi that was still showing its presence, and expressionlessly knocked on the glass of the display window.

"Very noisy."

The Tachi immediately stopped moving, and then let out a soft cry of grievance. The low cry sounded pitiful.

However, Jinjian still had an indifferent expression.

The reason he noticed Mikazuki Munechika first was because he was more familiar with this nominal younger brother of his.

Hmm … Well, actually, there was also a slight reason. It was because Sanchū's main body was better looking.

Sanjū Sect: … Is it too late for me to go back to the furnace for plastic surgery?

Jinjian had already noticed that although the three swords reacted violently, from beginning to end, none of them showed the figure of Fu Mourning God.

"Is the ability to transform restricted?"

Jinjian immediately guessed the problem. He pursed his lips, and his eyebrows were full of displeasure, "I thought the situation of the split soul was absurd enough, but now it seems that this soul is even worse."

When the swords heard this, they reflexively trembled, and immediately pretended to be dead. They were as quiet as chickens and didn't dare to move.

Just a moment ago, these swords and sabers were still hoping to be noticed by Jin Jian. Now, they wished that they could disappear immediately.

However, they obviously couldn't do it, so they could only carefully reduce their presence and make themselves infinitely close to zero.

"Ha."

Jinjian suddenly snorted.

Three-legged was so scared that his body trembled. Then, there were five "Dong Da" sounds in unison in the air.

Ishikaga Maru: Everyone … Don't be a coward, admit your mistakes!

Komusubi/Sanchū/Rock Melting/Jinjian: … Haha, you're so scared that you're as agile as us.

But … brother, please forgive us!

Jinjian couldn't hear the little drama in the hearts of his brothers, but this didn't stop him from looking at them with disdain.

"Too ugly, you need to be disciplined in the future."

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God unilaterally decided the future of his brothers.

Then, he reached out his hand and covered the transparent glass cover of the display window.

In order to prevent accidents from happening to these spiritual swords, Shi Zheng put in a lot of effort.

For example, the display window that protected the swords was made of the most advanced and expensive materials that could be found in this era.

Not only that, but each layer of glass was also carefully set up with several enchantments, which were strictly guarded and indestructible.

So in theory, this was almost an absolute defense that couldn't be broken.

But that was only "almost."

There were always accidents.

These obstacles that seemed unbreakable in the eyes of others were only "slightly troublesome" in Jinjian's eyes.

"Clack clack clack —"

From the moment Jinjian touched the glass cover, dense cracks began to spread outward, and instantly covered the entire piece of glass.

Space seemed to stop for a moment.

Then, with a clear and crisp sound, the glass cover turned into countless pieces and fell from the sky. Under the refraction of light, it looked like an endless sky full of scattered stars.

The swords that were originally sealed in the display window were suddenly exposed to the air.

And along with the warm and cool air, there was spiritual energy that had been isolated by the display window.

As the headquarters of the Time Government, the spiritual energy floating in the air was dozens of times denser than the rest of the world. It was so dense and pure that it was unimaginable.

Sanchū Sōjin didn't even think and quickly began to absorb it.

After all, as long as there was enough spiritual energy, he would be able to transform!

However, before the spiritual energy needed to transform was filled by a third, the Tachi that reflected the pattern of the moon was stopped by a slender hand.

"You're not allowed."

Fu Mourning God, who was holding the Tachi with one hand, looked down and said indifferently.

His imposing manner instantly made Ou Doudou, who was scared of his brother, stop his actions.

However, probably because he wanted to see his brother in his human form and wanted to talk to him in person, Mikazuki Munechika started to hum softly after the initial hesitation, as if he was resolutely … hmm … softly protesting.

But it was useless. Or rather, he had failed as a matter of course.

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he did the same thing and easily destroyed the display windows of the other three swords one by one.

After doing this, Jinjian said slowly, "You are not allowed to absorb Shizheng's spiritual energy. This is your punishment."

He actually reduced himself to such a state, and even needed his brother to save him after being imprisoned.

As his younger brother, and as the sword of the Sanjō family, how could he be so weak and incompetent.

So, the punishment was necessary.

Only this way could he remember.

They probably understood the reason why Jinjian was unhappy. So, even if the desire to transform was still strong, the swords of the Sanjō family didn't refute and kept silent.

However, Jinjian was talking about Shizheng's spiritual energy, so after leaving Shizheng, they could slowly think of ways to accumulate spiritual energy.

Although the spiritual energy outside was far less abundant than Shizheng, they believed that there would be a day when their spiritual energy would be full.

— — Thinking about it this way, their brother's punishment wasn't heavy at all.

— — That's right!

— — As expected of Older-sama!

Gentle and reliable!

Just as the Sanjō group was about to welcome a new wave of "brother bragging", their "gentle and reliable" Older-sama spoke again — —

"Then, that's it. I'll be leaving first."

The Sanjō group: "…"

— — Wait, wait, brother!

— — Brother, did you forget something?!!!

Jinjian walked out without looking back. He didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to care about the three swords that were still in the wreckage of the display window.

In short, Jinjian didn't intend to take them away.

The swords that were left on the ground suddenly became anxious. They shook crazily without caring about anything else, determined to attract their brother's attention.

Thus, more than half of the sword spirits in the entire library were awakened by the huge commotion.

— — What's going on with the Sanjō group? Why is it suddenly so noisy?

— — Wait a minute!

Their display window is actually broken?!

I-I-I-I, am I seeing things?!!!

— — The highnesses of the Sanjō family are actually so lively?

They're already so old, is it really okay …

— — Is this … an awkward dance?!

Does anyone know what happened when I was asleep?

— — You're the closest to the Sanjō family's Tsurumaru Hall. You should have seen it, right?

Kouyori Tsurumaru, who witnessed everything and was eerily quiet throughout the entire process, was speechless.

The other swords:?

It seemed that the "affectionate" call of the Sanjō group finally had some effect. Jinjian, who had already walked a distance, finally stopped moving.

The silver-haired, golden-eyed Fu Mourning God tilted his head slightly and said slowly, "It's useless to say more.

If you want to follow, think of a way yourself. "

The Sanjō group: …

Although it was very happy that their brother allowed them to follow, but — —

They couldn't transform, couldn't speak.

They had no spiritual power, no limbs …

So how were they supposed to follow?!

But this wasn't a problem that Jinjian was concerned about. After all — —

"This is also a form of punishment."

After saying this, Jinjian didn't stay any longer.

He walked out of the library swiftly. His silver hair flashed with a star-like luster, and in the blink of an eye, he completely disappeared without a trace.

Kouyori Tsurumaru: … Too miserable.

… …

In the long and cold passage, an employee of Shisei was running quickly.

He was holding a sword case in his hand.

Although this sword case looked small on the surface, it actually had a huge expansion space inside.

Its capacity was so large that it was even enough to hold hundreds of swords.

And the direction he was heading in this time was the library where all the spirit swords of Shisei were placed.

— — Time was of the essence.

— — He had to move those swords to a safer place as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, the employee of Shisei hurried all the way and finally got closer and closer to the library.

"Patter — patter — —"

Just as he was about to reach his destination, he suddenly heard an unusual sound.

The employee of Shisei hesitated for a moment, then carefully lightened his footsteps and looked in the direction of the sound.

With one look, it gave him a big fright!

— — What was that?

What appeared in his field of vision were a few swords.

For some reason, they actually escaped the isolation barrier set up by Shisei and ran outside.

And what was even more surprising was the way they were now moving.

There was clearly sufficient spiritual power everywhere in the air, which was completely enough for them to manifest their forms.

But they didn't, and each of them foolishly walked in the form of "swords"!

Oh, you ask how swords walk?

Lie straight on the ground, and then, first, the tail of the scabbard was raised high, completely adjusted to the inverted position, and then flipped forward to the front of the sword hilt.

Then, from the back of the sword hilt, flipped forward to the front of the scabbard.

In short, it felt like a human being was rolling forward one round after another.

And there was a small short sword among them. Because it was too small, it couldn't keep up with the movements of the large group.

So, it simply rolled along with them.

— — Just how upright, how desperate!

The employee of Shisei expressed that he was deeply moved. Then, he mercilessly blocked the path of the swords.

"Your Highnesses of the Sanjo family."

He exposed everyone's identity and reminded them in a businesslike tone, "Although I don't know how Your Highnesses appeared here, I'm very sorry, you don't have the right to leave the library without permission."

After he finished speaking, he opened the sword case in his hand and said, "But it's just as well. Shisei has already ordered all the swords to be urgently transferred.

So, Your Highnesses, please enter the sword case for the time being. After that, I will take you to where you should go. "

First, catch the swords of the Sanjo family who were trying to escape, and then go to the library to put the rest of the swords in.

Then, he just had to wait for Shisei to arrange a new sword room.

Thinking this, he bent down and reached out to grab the tachi Komusubi closest to him.

Of course, the Komusubi tried to resist, but when he signed the contract with Shisei, there was a clause that said he couldn't attack high-ranking employees.

At this time, he still couldn't manifest, so he couldn't even escape.

Shisei was unmoved by the Komusubi's futile struggle.

He held the tachi expressionlessly and tried to stuff it into the sword case.

At this moment, a gorgeous silver-white suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

That silver-white was faster than light and colder than snow.

When it came, it carried an unparalleled power and was very fierce.

Shisei, who was very familiar with swords, recognized it at a glance. It was a large tachi.

He followed the silver-white blade and looked — —

Not far away, the silver-haired Fu Mourning God, who had left and returned, was standing there with his sword.

Fu Mourning God coldly glanced at his hand that was holding the Komusubi, and then, narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I will only say this once — —"