Weapon Forging Shop.
The underground Hidden Weapon Chamber.
"How does this blade feel?" Yang Kai suddenly asked.
Jiang Ning gripped the spirit weapon in his hand and casually swung it a few times.
Then he said, "As Shopkeeper Yang said, this blade has survived from the Ancient Times until now, yet it remains unbreakable. Its material must be extraordinary! Although I can't see anything miraculous about it now, its unbreakable Trait alone makes it a truly fine blade!"
"Of course I like it!"
Yang Kai asked again, "Then if I gave you a choice now—cold light or this spirit weapon, pick one—what would you choose?"
Jiang Ning smiled and said without the slightest hesitation, "Then of course I'd choose this spirit weapon!"
"True!" Yang Kai nodded, not surprised in the least.
Even he would have chosen the same.
Although the cold-light blade was decent, and also his masterpiece, compared to an Old Day Spirit Weapon, its value was not worth mentioning.
Jiang Ning said again, "I wonder whether Shopkeeper Yang would be willing to part with this spirit weapon. If you are, what would the price be?"
Yang Kai said, "I told you, the things here aren't measured in money. So what I need isn't money!"
"Then what is it?" Jiang Ning asked again.
Yang Kai said solemnly, "Only a favor! A favor from your future self!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning was slightly surprised.
"Shopkeeper Yang thinks so highly of me? You're giving me a spirit weapon just like that?"
Yang Kai nodded. "If Shen Congyun thinks so highly of you, then our Weapon Forging Shop naturally believes in his eye. This spirit weapon has sat in the Hidden Weapon Chamber gathering dust for decades, serving no purpose at all."
"To us, this is chicken ribs!"
"But in your hands,