"So heavy."
Lu Ran weighed the pair of blade and sword in his hands, rose from the bed, and walked toward the south balcony.
This saber had been forged in imitation of a Tang-style Katana. Its specifications resembled Lu Ran's previous blades, yet this seemingly light and thin Tang Dao weighed as much as ten Cloud Sea Knives!
Just how many times had this saber been hammered and forged?
And how much Tianchen Steel had been fused into it?
Under the sunlight, Lu Ran carefully examined the weapons, secretly marveling, When the gods personally take action, the results truly are extraordinary.
Were these really a saber and a sword?
Rather than slashing, chopping, and thrusting, perhaps he ought to turn the saber and sword flat and simply smash his enemies with them?
Use their weight to pound the opponent into a pulp—
"What are the saber and sword called?"
"How would Tianchen dare name Master's saber and sword?" Yan Shuangzi could not help shaking her head with a smile. She always felt that Lu Ran was being far too modest.
She did not know whether to say that he had remained true to his nature, or that he simply could not find his proper place.
A divine weapon's domain was very likely related to its name.
If Tianchen named the saber and sword, it would mean he was setting the path of growth for the weapons of the Ran Sect Master and Ran Sect Madam!
Wasn't this turning the natural order upside down?
Lu Ran: "..."
He also roughly understood why Tianchen had not dared personally present him with the weapons.
During the process of subduing the Gods and Devils of the northwest, there had been a battle. Lu Ran had naturally been extremely ruthless toward his enemies!
And the