"Shouldn't this saber be something the Great Northern Wasteland shouldn't possess?"
Qin Shaofeng was not interested in the young girl, Huanhuan. Instead, the first auction item, a seemingly half-finished battle saber, had caught his attention.
No! Perhaps it could not be called half-finished.
That was because the faint crack on the blade was clearly the result of battle.
That was precisely what surprised him.
With his discerning eye, he could tell at a glance that although this saber might not measure up to Ghost Three Slashes, it was certainly not far inferior.
At the very least, none of the weapons he had seen in the Land of Shining Stars had reached such a grade.
"Sharp eyes. This saber was indeed not forged by any artifact-refining master of the Great Northern Wasteland. It was obtained from the place you will be going," Zi Kuang said, that strange smile still on his face.
"That secret realm?"
A trace of astonishment appeared in Qin Shaofeng's eyes.
"To us, it truly is merely a secret realm. But according to our people's exploration over the years, it seems to be a colossal ancient battlefield left behind by certain figures."
Qin Shaofeng was suddenly moved.
"Unfortunately, the battlefield has existed for far too long, and the things inside have already been damaged beyond repair. This battle saber was only excavated because its grade was high enough, then processed by an artifact-refining master."
"And what you are going to seize is the Pure Dust Flower, which grew from the nourishment of an ancient medicinal pill. Although this flower is merely an ordinary Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, the medicinal power of that pill has made it a sacred item capable of helping Heavenly Venerate Realm experts break through."
"So it was for something like this?"
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