Lin Qiye crouched down, gripped the edges of the Black Box with both hands, took a deep breath, and opened it.
As the lid of the Black Box lifted, a snow-white sheathed longsword lay quietly in its center.
Zhanbai.
The moment Lin Qiye saw the blade, delight appeared in his eyes. He reached in, took it from the Black Box, and inspected it carefully.
Under the sunlight, Lin Qiye suddenly noticed that besides being snow-white, the scabbard now shimmered with a faint blue hue, like white clouds tinged with a pale blue glow, radiating an enchanting light.
"The scabbard is different?" Lin Qiye looked up at Koyuan Yoshiki in confusion.
Koyuan Yoshiki nodded. "The previous scabbard was decent, but it only had the most basic function of nourishing the blade. Now that Zhanbai has gained a blade soul, the scabbard must not only nourish the blade itself, but also cultivate the blade soul. So, based on the original scabbard, I reforged it from scratch.
The current scabbard far surpasses the old ordinary one, both in function and durability."
Lin Qiye said with feeling, "Thank you."
He reached out, slowly gripped the hilt, and forcefully drew the longsword from its sheath.
Clang—!!
A crisp blade cry echoed through the air.
The snow-white blade was exposed to the air, reflecting Lin Qiye's face like a mirror. Its perfect curve bore not the slightest flaw, while its edge glimmered with silver beneath the light, mysterious and elegant.
Lin Qiye weighed the blade in his hand and found it somewhat heavier than Zhanbai had been before.
Holding the blade in his right hand, he gave a gentle swing toward an open patch of ground beside him.
The snow-white blade silently sliced through the air, instantly warping the space along its path. It was as