Ye Yu looked at the Glazed Sword before him and reached out to grip it.
An icy sensation traveled through his hand, followed by a flood of information pouring into his mind.
As everyone watched Ye Yu hold the Glazed Sword, their faces turned extremely ugly. They exchanged glances, each seeing the same little scheme in the others' hearts.
A common man was innocent, but possessing jade was a crime.
This was an iron law at all times. A mere Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator had gained the Glazed Sword's recognition. This was not as simple as losing a treasure.
It was also an insult to them.
Sensing the shift in the atmosphere around them, Liu Qi was not worried in the slightest.
There were only a few dozen people. He was confident that he and Ye Yu could slaughter every last one of them together; it only depended on whether Ye Yu was willing.
As Ye Xuan watched Ye Yu grip the Glazed Sword, flames nearly burst from his eyes. Yet he quickly regained his composure, his expression gradually settling into calmness.
It was merely an inheritance, just as he could hand the Sword King's inherited cultivation technique and Spiritual Skills over to the Nine Spirits Sword Sect.
The man before him could likewise hand over the things contained within the Glazed Sword.
Soon, Ye Yu's tightly shut eyes slowly opened. He frowned at the Glazed Sword in his hand. What it had passed on to him just now was not some inheritance.
"Kid, hand over the Glazed Sword. A divine object like this is not something a cultivator of your level can lay hands on!"
Someone immediately failed to suppress the greed in his heart and spoke.
Liu Qi took a step forward, about to make his move,