"Someone, go prepare ten bottles of Spirit Enhancement Pills and ten bottles of Essence Nurturing Pills for Little Friend Lin Bai!"
Bai Hua said to the little fatty.
"Little Friend Lin Bai, as for your weapon, you'll have to choose one yourself. What kind of weapon do you like?"
"A sword!"
Lin Bai answered firmly.
Before long, Lin Bai and Bai Hua arrived at the sword-weapon treasury in the Treasure Pavilion.
As soon as he entered, Lin Bai saw dazzling rows of treasured swords sealed away here, waiting for their master to arrive.
"Little Friend Lin Bai, these are all Grade Two sword-type Spirit Tools. You may choose one. The price varies according to the forging materials."
"You choose first. Once you've picked one, we'll talk about the price!"
Bai Hua said with a beaming smile.
Lin Bai walked to the racks, his gaze sweeping over the treasured swords one by one.
After looking them over, Lin Bai silently shook his head.
None of these weapons could catch his eye.
Whoosh!
Just then, Lin Bai suddenly sensed a trace of sword intent stirring in the corner.
"Sword intent?" Lin Bai's gaze immediately shifted toward a corner of the treasury.
There lay a broken sword, being used to prop up one of the rack's legs.
"This sword..." Lin Bai walked over to the rack.
Looking down, he saw that the sword seemed to have been abandoned by the Treasure Pavilion. Since the rack was uneven, they had used it to support one of its legs.
Bai Hua came over for a look and immediately said, "Hah, this sword is useless."
As Lin Bai looked at the sword, he clearly sensed a trace of lingering Martial Dao Will within it.
"Did it ever have a master?" Lin Bai asked.
"I have no