When Grandma's weapon hit the ground, it wobbled, and the gazes of the few onlookers nearby froze. Only Grandma herself wore a chilling smile.
The eerie club-like shape instantly made me think it was a short spear. But I couldn't understand why it had wobbled when it hit the ground.
Grandma did not hide it any further. With a flick of her hand, she tore off the blue floral cloth and stuffed it into the Louis Vuitton bag.
The weapon was displayed before everyone's eyes. It was some kind of black, translucent object, about a meter long, with an extremely sharp tip. It looked more like a transparent spear.
But it seemed soft!
Grandma's signature chaotic script was carved across it, and four larger characters stood out starkly. They read, "Cloud-Whisker Ghost Thorn"!
Grandma waved it around, and suddenly the veins on the back of her hand bulged. The Cloud-Whisker Ghost Thorn, which had still possessed some springiness, gave a sharp snap and stiffened, like a spear!
Those who had never seen it were astonished, and even Li Jianchen was somewhat dazed. The mysterious air of the Qiankun Dao Sword in his hand had instead vanished without a trace.
However, the writing on that black-and-white Dao sword also caught my attention. It was not called the "Qiankun Dao Sword." Its sword inscription was instead carved with the words "Heaven's Punishment."
No wonder Li Poxiao shouted every day about making people taste the might of the Heaven's Punishment Dao Sword.
Baishun Ye, sitting beside me, tapped his smoking pipe and said indifferently, "The Cloud-Whisker Ghost Thorn is your grandma's exclusive weapon. It came from a place you could never imagine. It was plucked from beside the mouth of a powerful monster. Heh, that beast was enormous, as big as a small