Under everyone's expectant gazes, the surging waves gradually subsided, and hazy purple clouds condensed into a flying sword Magical Treasure.
The flying sword's blade was long, narrow, and pointed, purple-red as its base color, with bronze patterns carved into its guard.
Its hilt and handguard formed a large round disk, inlaid with the Taiji and the Two Principles. A bright red silk ribbon was tied to the sword's spine, fluttering without wind with extraordinary grace.
As the ribbon drifted, a majestic aura flowed through the flying sword. Rosy light shimmered across its entire body, faintly revealing abundant Dao light.
An invisible presence spread outward, making one feel as though bathed beneath the rosy clouds of dawn, indescribably comfortable.
Without question, this... was a top-tier orthodox flying sword Magical Treasure.
Yet at this moment, not all the cultivators stirred by it were orthodox cultivators.
Even some Evil Cultivators had sharp looks in their eyes.
On the path of cultivation, righteousness and evil had always been separated by a single thought.
A Divine Weapon containing majestic Dao Qi, if refined through evil arts, might even become an even more terrifying evil weapon.
"Everyone present has discerning eyes. Even if this little woman says nothing, I presume you have all already recognized it."
"That is right. The flying sword beside this little woman is a ninth-grade flying sword Magical Treasure. More accurately, its grade has already come infinitely close to a Spirit Treasure above Magical Treasures. To become a true Spirit Treasure, what it needs... may only be an opportunity, a stroke of fortune."
Raising her hand to point at the flying sword beside her, Yu Lingling introduced it to the crowd with a smile.
Before she could finish, a cultivator's voice rose from the hall.
"Little girl, what is this sword called?"