Smack!
It was like smashing a water balloon filled to the brim.
Blood spurted out.
But the crimson splashed onto the blade and swiftly vanished, completely absorbed into it. Nourished by the blood, the chips in the blade rapidly grew back and healed, as though time had reversed. In the end, magnificent golden patterns even emerged across the bronze blade.
It had gone from a counterfeit antique bought at a roadside stall to a genuine work of art.
It looked so exquisite, as though it had been forged from life itself.
Ai Qing took a step back. Ignoring the savage, hungry cries coming from the blade, she coldly pulled it from the Weeping Serpent's throat, flicked away the blood, and returned it to Huai Shi.
"It'll do for now. Its appetite is a little large, but it's passable against living things with blood and vital energy—there'll be quite a bit of trouble if this kind of contraband makes its way onto the market, so keep it safe." She glanced at Director Fu, who seemed as though he wanted to speak but hesitated. "After all... the Astronomical Society is also responsible for storing dangerous items."
And so, she openly forced a Border Relic with a threat level definitely above C-rank down to D-rank, then claimed it for the Astronomical Society in the name of storage.
With one change of hands, the thing had become Huai Shi's... Wasn't that a bit too much?
Before Director Fu could object, he heard a sound that made his scalp crawl.
The corpse was gradually losing its vitality. Its warmth had yet to fade, but blood no longer sprayed from the wound. Instead, wisps of black smoke rose from every limb and bone.
The black smoke was like viscous liquid, covering the Weeping Serpent Ascender's corpse