The Weapon-Forging Shop.
The underground weapon vault.
"How does that saber feel?" Yang Kai suddenly asked.
Jiang Ning gripped the spirit weapon and gave it a few casual swings.
Then he said, "As you said, Shopkeeper Yang, this saber has survived since the Primordial Era, yet it remains indestructible. Its material must be extraordinary! Although I can't see anything miraculous about it yet, its indestructibility alone makes it a truly fine saber!"
"Of course I like it!"
Yang Kai asked again, "Then if you had to choose between Cold Gleam and this spirit weapon, which would you pick?"
Jiang Ning smiled and answered without hesitation, "Naturally, I'd choose this spirit weapon!"
"As expected!" Yang Kai nodded, not surprised in the slightest.
Even he would have made the same choice.
Although Cold Gleam was a fine saber and one of his masterpieces,
its value was nothing compared to a spirit weapon of old.
Jiang Ning continued, "Would you be willing to part with this spirit weapon, Shopkeeper Yang? If so, what would the price be?"
Yang Kai said, "I told you, nothing here is measured in money. So money isn't what I want!"
"Then what do you want?" Jiang Ning asked again.
Yang Kai answered earnestly, "Just a favor! A favor from your future self!"
Jiang Ning was slightly surprised.
"You have that much faith in me, Shopkeeper Yang? You're simply giving me a spirit weapon?"
Yang Kai nodded. "If Shen Congyun thinks so highly of you, then our Weapon-Forging Shop naturally trusts his judgment! This spirit weapon has been gathering dust in the vault for decades, serving no purpose whatsoever."
"To us, it's like chicken ribs-too little meat to enjoy, yet a shame to throw away!"
"But in your hands, it can finally be put to use! One day, it