"Nephew Fang, please take a look at this longsword."
Zhao Tie pointed to a sheathed longsword on the far left.
The sword had a simple, ancient design. Its Sword Scabbard was a dark cyan, etched with swirling cloud patterns.
The hilt was wrapped in an unknown dark-gold thread, and the guard was inlaid with a deep cyan Gemstone the size of a longan, its luster subdued.
"This sword is called 'Cloud Splitter.'"
Zhao Tie's voice held a trace of reverence.
"It was forged from a base of Wind Nether Stone fragments, supplemented with Wind Breath Copper and Star Sand. One of our Sect's Masters of Refining Soldiers spent three months of painstaking effort to create it. It is a Low Grade Magical Soldier!"
"A Low Grade Magical Soldier…"
Fang Han's gaze was instantly captivated by the "Cloud Splitter."
Even without touching it, he could clearly feel the faint, sharp aura radiating from the blade, as if it could slice through the air with ease.
