Chen Mo followed Eunuch Jin toward the main hall.
As he walked, he tried to recall why the palace had looked so familiar. At last, he remembered.
When Noble Consort Yu had helped him forge his soul, his spiritual sense had spread out and reached the entrance to this very palace.
He'd nearly been ground to ash back then—
Suddenly, Eunuch Jin asked, "Centurion Chen, how's the thing I gave you?"
?
Chen Mo instinctively glanced down.
Wait, you've got a thing too?
He quickly realized Eunuch Jin meant the Jade Shatterer Blade. Nodding, he said, "It's excellent. Without this blade's help, I doubt I'd have had the strength to slay that demon."
"Come to think of it, I still have to thank you for giving me the blade."
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Chen Mo meant every word.
That last strike that killed Jue Mi had been infused with all his True Essence. If he'd used an ordinary weapon, it would have shattered before he could even swing it.
On top of that, the Jade Shatterer Blade amplified his blade aura, letting him fight at twelve times his usual strength.
It felt like an extension of his hand. Truly, it was a fine blade.
Eunuch Jin smiled, his expression touched with nostalgia. "I used to wield a blade myself. The Jade Shatterer Blade was with me for many years. I once used it to kill several grandmasters..."
He'd killed grandmasters?
Several?
At the old eunuch's casual tone, Chen Mo's heart jolted.
The martial path had nine grades. Only those who reached the third-grade Heavenly Realm were qualified to be called grandmasters.
There might not even be ten grandmasters in all of Heaven Capital City, yet Eunuch Jin had killed several?
Chen Mo had known the old eunuch was powerful, but he hadn't realized