"This blade's shape and appearance are truly beautiful—beyond words. It is an honor that I can use it. These two blades have already become my brothers. They have accompanied me onto countless battlefields and helped me kill hundreds upon hundreds of enemies. In the words we used to use, they are brothers who have been through life and death with me. I believe every blade has its own soul!"
"Although they cannot speak, I can sense what they want to say, and I can communicate with them through our hearts. This long blade is already quite old, so use it carefully from now on and make sure to maintain it well. I still cannot wield that Great Long Saber as skillfully as I should, but if I can use it in the future, I must protect it well too!" Uzumaki Chenhao said softly with a smile.
After saying that, he immediately stood up, found a very clean cloth in the room, then walked over to the two blades and began wiping them.
"Let me give you two brothers a good cleaning. You've followed me onto so many battlefields and helped me cut down so many people. It's time I rewarded you properly. I have to say, you really are incredibly lustrous. Even after being used so often, there isn't the slightest chip in you. You're still as sharp as ever!" Uzumaki Chenhao said with a smile as he held the cloth and looked at them.
Uzumaki Chenhao smiled and nodded. He picked up a blade and examined its spine, then its edge. Afterward, he took the cloth and gently wiped away the dust. Since they had not been used for some time, it was inevitable that there would be some mud and grime on them.
"I have to be careful.