The Tyrant Father’s Pampered Daughter Chapter 982: A Broken Sword That Killed Thousands of Enemies

Chapter 982:? A Broken Sword That Killed Thousands of Enemies
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The child even took out a dragon robe that Gu Yihan no longer wanted from the bottom.
Gu Ziliang widened his eyes slightly.
In this world, his sister was probably the only one who would dare to keep something like the dragon robe!
The reason why Gu Nuo’er kept this dragon robe was…
“Tenth Brother, look. The dragon on Father’s clothes has nostrils bigger than its eyes. Look!”
As the child spoke, she giggled and kicked her legs.
The dragon on the dragon robe had four claws that rode the clouds and fog, looking majestic.
However, as it seemed to be damaged, there were two small holes near the dragon whiskers and nose.
Gu Nuo’er smiled happily. Gu Ziliang couldn’t help but smile too.
“They do look that way.”
The child put everything back and searched the box with her butt sticking out.
“Oh, then what should we sell? Sigh, these items are all Baby Nuo’s treasures. I can’t bear to part with them!”
Gu Ziliang comforted her. “Why don’t I bring over the set of ivory jade I collected two years ago? Sister can sell that.”
Ivory jade was a precious jade that the country of his mother, Concubine Jin, had paid tribute to the Great Qi with.
In the outer region, ivory jade had beautiful legends.
It was said that not only could those who wore ivory jade obtain the Buddha’s blessing, but they could also bring auspicious omen of abundance. At the same time, they could also exorcize heretics.
Gu Nuo’er refused in a soft voice without looking up.
“That won’t do. Brother has to keep it well!”
As she spoke, the child suddenly took out a broken sword.
The sword was still stained with blood.
Perhaps because it had been a long time, the bloodstains were dark and thick.
The blade was also a little rusty, but it still looked like it could cut through iron like mud. Even if it was broken, its sharpness couldn’t be hidden.
One could imagine how powerful a divine weapon this was in the past.
There was a ruby the size of a thumb embedded in the hilt.
However, because of the corrosion from blood over the years, the ruby’s color seemed to be of an even darker red.
As soon as this sword appeared, Gu Ziliang immediately felt a heavy aura.
Gu Nuo’er hugged the broken sword and stroked the blade with her small hand.
“This sword belonged to my grandfather. I heard from my grandmother that it was used in the last battle he fought in career as a general.”
Back then, the Xili Empire had invaded the borders of Great Qi.
The Grace Defender Duke, Old Master Qiao, went out to war as the commander.
However, at the border’s Lion Pass, they were ambushed by the enemy from the front and back!
It was with this treasured sword that Old Master Qiao had killed thousands of enemies and paved a bloody path.
This also let the soldiers of the Xili Empire know that Old Master Qiao’s title of the Invincible God of War was not groundless.
Although the general was old, he could take on a million army?divisions?alone!
After this battle, this sword seemed to have “died of old age”. The edge of the sword broke, and Old Master Qiao’s heart ached.
Therefore, it was put away, neglected.
However, the blood stains on it could no longer be wiped away.
Over the years, this broken sword that had been through many wars in different places and killed thousands of enemies was completely forgotten in time.
When Gu Nuo’er went to the Qiao Manor to play, she discovered this broken sword in a dusty box.
The child carefully took care of it and kept it.
Gu Ziliang couldn’t help but say, “This sword has extraordinary meaning. Sister, it’s better not to take it to the antique market.”
“It’s alright, Brother. It has been sealed for many years. My grandfather has long stopped fighting in wars. It’s a waste in my hands. This time, I want to find a fated person for it.”
The child lowered her delicate eyelashes.
Her fair hand slowly brushed across the sword.
She could actually feel a weak response under her palm.
It seemed that the sword was also very happy to see the light of day again.
Gu Nuo’er made up her mind. She wrapped it up with a red cloth and kept it in her arms.
After that, she left the palace in a carriage with Gu Ziliang and headed for the antique street.