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Qi Yue looked at Zhou Mo, who seemed restless and eager to try, and said expressionlessly, "Those who practice Demonic Cultivation die quickly, and die young."
"First, let me explain my understanding of the sword. Though you use a saber, weapons all share certain things in common."
"A sword is a weapon with emotions."
"It is different in everyone's hands."
"If you are cold and indifferent, it becomes an Unfeeling Sword."
"If you are clever and adaptable, it becomes an Exquisite Sword."
"If you are carefree and unrestrained, it becomes an Unfettered Sword."
"If you are obsessive and frenzied, it becomes a Mad Demon Sword."
"The same applies to sabers."
"Sabers have emotions too."
"By infusing your emotions into your weapon, then unleashing them through a martial technique, you can often greatly increase the technique's power, and find..."
Under the sun.
Zhou Mo listened quietly, learning with patience and care.
Time slipped by.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
The rainy season in Jiangnan, Jiangxi, and East River was nearing its end. The day after tomorrow was also the date the Mortal Domain had long since set for the opening of the Mortal Domain Market. The Auction would take place during that period as well, and all the factions would come to the Mortal Domain. He had spread the word long ago.
"Are all the auction lots ready?"
Chen Fan came to the warehouse and looked at Wang Kui, who was busy inside. Last time, they had brought back quite a few Eerie Stones from the North River Chen Family—17,000 in all, nearly twice as many as they had taken from the Qiuhe Wang Family.
There was no denying it.
The North River Chen Family was wealthier.
They had also brought back several exotic treasures,