When Lu Quan saw Ye Tian walk away without hesitation, his eyes narrowed as he stared at his retreating figure, seemingly lost in thought.
Only after Ye Tian reached a less crowded place did he take out that sword.
"Brother Ye, is this sword really worth so much that you wouldn't even trade it for a Thousand-Year Fire Flame Vine?" Gu Yuan asked in confusion. He had merely followed Ye Tian away and had not heard the voice transmission.
"You'll see." As he spoke, Ye Tian laid the sword flat and slowly channeled spiritual energy into it.
Blue-violet light shone from the blade. The ancient outer layer wrapped around it gradually shook loose chunks of stone, and before long, its true appearance was revealed.
The sword body was translucent throughout, glowing with a violet radiance. The blade hummed as though responding to the spiritual energy Ye Tian had poured into it. After a crisp cry rang out, the sword finally settled down, no longer stirring.
"Look, this is what the sword originally looked like."
Seeing this, everyone hurried forward to inspect the sword closely.
"This sword seems to be..." After observing it for a moment, Gu Yuan seemed to have recognized its origins.
"Let me think." After saying that, he sat down to one side and pondered, while the others remained gathered around the sword.
"Look at the jade pendant on the sword tassel. There's a purple character carved on it. Could it be related to Purple Luo Island?"
"Look, the edge of this sword doesn't seem sharp, but Sword Qi forms an edge around the blade. It seems to be a treasure sword capable of slicing through iron like mud."
Ye Tian casually took the sword and lightly slashed at an old tree in the distance. In an instant,