Fang truly was a member of the Weapon Race—something Lu Ye had only learned after obtaining him. Yet Li Shang had judged it beforehand. This was likely more than mere mutual understanding between rare races.
Sure enough, Li Shang said, "An elder of my race once knew a member of the Weapon Race long ago, so our records contain information on them. The trial you took part in before closely resembled a trial unique to the Weapon Race. If one passes it, one can gain the Weapon Race's allegiance."
Although Lu Ye had obtained Fang, he truly did not know much about the Weapon Race, so he humbly asked, "Could you tell me about the Weapon Race?"
Li Shang naturally did not refuse and began to explain.
According to Li Shang, the Weapon Race was an exceedingly peculiar race, so peculiar that it was impossible to determine whether they were living beings at all. They possessed no vitality, yet they had thoughts and ideas of their own.
The birth of the Weapon Race dated back to an unimaginably ancient era. No one knew how the Weapon Race had come into being. All that was known now was that their numbers were extremely small, and no new members of the Weapon Race could be born anymore, because the ancient place that nurtured them had long since been destroyed. In other words, every member of the Weapon Race in this world could be counted. One death meant one fewer. Perhaps one day in the future, the Weapon Race would exist only in ancient texts, never to be seen again.
The reason they were called the Weapon Race was because they had almost exclusively been born for Weapon Cultivators. If a Weapon Cultivator could pass their trial and gain their recognition, they would