Strengthening Weapons

After all, he was choosing his own "divine weapon." Zhou Yi excitedly wandered around the storeroom until his eyes suddenly lit up. A blade familiar from his previous life came into view. It somewhat resembled the horse-chopping saber of that "Very Moist" layman, except its blade was straight like a Tang saber.

The blade was 1.5 meters long. Its hilt was wrapped in black cloth, while its pommel was covered in a layer of bronze, carved into the shape of an evil ghost.

Zhou Yi took the blade from the weapon rack and drew it from its sheath. A flash of snow-bright light swept past his eyes.

"Good blade." Zhou Yi played with it and could not help sighing in admiration.

In his previous life, Zhou Yi had never fulfilled his dream of owning a cold weapon of his own. He had not expected to achieve it in this life.

"Give it a name." Qu Yong stood beside him and spoke calmly.

"I'll call it Han Guang." Zhou Yi looked at the blade in his hand.

"Han Guang? That's a fine name." Qu Yong nodded.

Zhou Yi knew that this world had a medicinal herb called Han Guang, but it was a highly poisonous plant.

I hope this blade can become a poison to the weird as well. Zhou Yi murmured inwardly.

"Alright, now that I've picked my weapon, it's time for the real business." Zhou Yi calculated inwardly as he swiftly moved the blade toward a Weird Item.

"Yin Energy +1, Yin Energy +1, Yin Energy +1..."

It really worked. Zhou Yi was overjoyed.

"What are you doing?!" Qu Yong shouted at Zhou Yi.

"Master, didn't you say Yin Energy can strengthen weapons? I wanted to try bringing the weapon closer so it could absorb a little more Yin Energy." Zhou Yi wore an innocent expression.

"...A weapon can absorb it as long as it is within two meters of a Weird Item. Getting any closer won't let it absorb much more." Qu Yong explained, his face darkened with exasperation.

"It's fine, Master. Every little bit counts. Let me absorb a little more." Zhou Yi shamelessly pleaded with Qu Yong.

Qu Yong looked at Zhou Yi speechlessly. In the end, he was defeated by Zhou Yi's thick skin. He waved a hand and said, "Then stay here and absorb it slowly. I'm going back to sleep. Remember, don't touch the Weird Items with your hands. Old Qin has already dealt with them, but if you touch one, even if you don't die, you'll lose a layer of skin!"

Warmth flowed through Zhou Yi's heart as he listened to Qu Yong. This Cheap Master really did care about him. He said, "Got it, Master. Go get some rest. I'll head out after absorbing a little longer."

"Fine. Remember to come find me tomorrow to practice martial arts. I live beside the village chief's house." With that, Qu Yong left with a yawn.

Zhou Yi nodded, then turned and gazed at the Weird Items in the room with shining eyes. Others might avoid these things like the plague, but Zhou Yi wished he could claim every last one for himself.

When the voice by his ear stopped sounding, Zhou Yi knew that he had drained this item's Yin Energy dry. He turned toward the next one. Like this, he wandered through the room, stopping and starting as he continuously used his blade to absorb Yin Energy.

"Yin Energy +1, Yin Energy +1, Qi +1..."

"Hmm, what is this Qi?" Zhou Yi halted his absorption and silently opened the modifier panel.

Name: Zhou Yi

Race: Human

Strength: 0.9

Speed: 1

Physique: 1.1

Spirit: 1.2

Cultivation Method: Primordial Pile+ (Minor Mastery)

Martial Arts: None

Yin Energy: 36

Exotic Qi: Qi (1)

Zhou Yi scratched his head as he looked at the new entry on the panel. This thing had not existed in his previous life. After thinking it over, he gave up investigating and turned to continue his great Yin Energy-sucking art. But when he saw that he had already drained five Weird Items, he immediately stopped.

"If these items lose all their Yin Energy, Old Qin will definitely notice. That'll be hard to explain."

With this concern in mind, Zhou Yi decided to be more cautious. The items would not run away anyway; he could come back next time to keep shearing them. He left the Patrol Team's storeroom, greeted Old Qin, who was still guarding it, and headed home.

After returning home, Zhou Yi happily prepared to open the panel and inspect his gains. But who knew the alcohol in this world had such a fierce delayed kick? The world before his eyes grew increasingly blurry, and then he collapsed unconscious onto the bed and fell into a deep, snoring sleep.