Whether or not that dagger was Shen Nong's Dagger, the fact that it could casually sever Wen Ruo Ruo's Qi Silk Ribbon had already proven that it was extraordinary.
Most weapons that people carried with them as they roamed the martial world were weapons they personally favored.
Qin Han's broad-bladed sword could not be called a divine weapon, but it was sharp enough to slice through iron as though it were mud. Even Qin Han himself had not dared clash his broad-bladed sword against that dagger, fearing that Li Mu Yang would slice his beloved sword in half. This showed just how formidable—and terrifying—the dagger was.
Everyone knew how important it was to have a divine artifact protecting you when danger struck. A good weapon could save your life at a critical moment.
Heavenly treasures and earthly wonders—everyone wanted them. Peerless techniques, secret arts, and divine weapons were even more coveted and fought over by every cultivator under heaven.
Yet Li Mu Yang had so readily and generously given the dagger to Wen Ruo Ruo. Everyone felt there had to be a trick to it.
Qin Han was the first to sense that something was wrong. He stared at Li Mu Yang warily and said, "Young Master Xiangma, this dagger can sever hair by blowing on it and cut iron like mud. It can be called a divine weapon. How could you just casually give it to Ruo Ruo?"
"Because I think this dagger suits Ruo Ruo." Li Mu Yang smiled. "The Qi Silk Ribbon is suited for attacking from a distance, but once an enemy gets close, it's probably impossible to defend against them. Besides, if the Qi Silk Ribbon falls into an enemy's hands, it needs to be severed in time to avoid danger. Didn't something extremely dangerous