This fiery sword, as hot as molten lava, landed before his eyes, seemingly a sea of blazing flames, faintly emanating an aura of burning mountains and boiling seas.
Its speech didn't match its image, sounding like a toddler babbling.
So different from the aged and autumnal "swords" in the Inner Scenic Land.
"I... can't tell you! You are not my master!"
The three-foot blade wobbled, swallowing and spewing its edge, hesitantly speaking.
It seemed somewhat timid, almost regretful.
"Hiss! Looks like a clear and foolish, inexperienced treasure weapon!"
Bai Qi restrained his eagerness to rub his hands, possibly due to a professional habit from his past life, upon seeing anything marked as "easy prey," he couldn't help but want to take advantage.
"Who is your master?"
Master Bai Qi did not lose his senses over the benefits, remembering to inquire about the origins.
"My master is very powerful! I'm waiting for him to return!"
"What's his name then?"
