This was the first time Pei Ye had ever seen information about the origins of Famous Swords.
The Immortal Platform had no such records, he had never heard any elder mention it, Li Jian did not know, and no one among the Life Dogs knew either.
The ancient matters mastered by the Zhushi Sect were far more than he had imagined.
"Sword" was, of course, something forged for humans; its hilt neither too thick nor too thin, neither too long nor too short—apart from beings with five flexible fingers, no other creature was better suited to grasp it.
So of course it was forged by humans as well.
The same went for Famous Swords.
Their forms perfectly matched the human sense of beauty, and their length was just right to carry on the back or hang at the waist.
But he had not expected this matter to be related to Mu Tianzi.
"Sword-forging," "Part One"—there was far too much to ponder in these two phrases.
