"There's no need," Zhao Zuo refused firmly.
"Then I'll handle it," Shen Yunjiao said with a happy smile. She casually tossed the book into the nearby fire. It ignited instantly, turning to ash that scattered... like black snowflakes drifting low across the ground.
"A Swordsmanship manual," Shen Yunjiao said, handing him another book.
Zhao Zuo took it and began to read. He found it was similar to a book of Mortal Martial Skills; its specific techniques weren't even as profound as his One Slash. It was practically useless.
The two continued sorting. Most of it was ordinary stuff, but one item remained: a slip of golden jade. Its surface was carved with numerous characters and it looked extraordinary, giving off an impression of indestructible hardness.
"Soul-Forging Technique."
Zhao Zuo softly read the words on the jade slip's surface. Strangely, he didn't recognize these three words at all, yet he could instantly comprehend their meaning the moment he saw them.
