"Master, you never gave us a Sword-Storing Dao Treasure like that back then."
In the distance, Bai Zhanlou glanced at the battlefield strewn with devastation and spoke with a trace of dissatisfaction.
Elder Changming gave a light cough. "This thing is far too troublesome to make. Back then, I didn't even have the ability to craft one."
"And it can only be used once. How could it compare to the Xuanming Dao Treasures I gave you?" Elder Changming said guiltily.
The Sword-Storing Dao Treasure he had given Lu Chong was indeed a single-use item, but it was even more troublesome to create than an ordinary Xuanming Dao Treasure.
More importantly, its power was immense, nearly equivalent to Elder Fan Long personally unleashing a full-force strike.
Thus, it was a treasure that could save a life at a critical moment.
The reason Elder Changming had not acted even when Lu Chong was in grave danger earlier was because of this backup he had left behind.
Even if Lu Chong failed to remember it, the Sword-Storing Dao Treasure would activate automatically when his life was threatened.
At this point, Bai Zhanlou said coldly, "Weren't you afraid that this little junior brother would cut me down?"
He had not forgotten that, if not for Fan Long, he would have become Lu Chong's whetstone.
If this little junior brother were driven into a corner and gave him a strike like that, would Bai Zhanlou not die a stifled death?
Elder Changming laughed awkwardly. "How could that be? Your current strength is not much inferior to your master's. Mere stored Sword Qi could not do anything to you."
Bai Zhanlou fell silent for a moment before asking, "Then why didn't you act just now, wasting the Sword-Storing Dao Treasure for nothing?"
Elder Changming said earnestly,