Volume Four: Buddha Saves No One; Only I, the Devil, Shall Save Them - The Haunting Spirit (Part One)

"...But you saved me, so I should thank you." Lu Zhen had a conscience, at least. Luo Qian asked coldly, "What will you thank me with?" He had only asked casually and had never expected to get anything from Lu Zhen. To his surprise, Lu Zhen pulled something from his robes. "This. It can't compare with my life, but it should come close. It's yours." Luo Qian took it and looked. "What is this?"

It felt icy in his hand: a dull gray Dagger tinged with black. It looked familiar, but Luo Qian couldn't remember where he had seen it. Lu Zhen sighed. "I already owed you. Owing you my life as well would weigh too heavily on me. My late grandfather left me this. To me, it means more than my life." He took the Dagger back and somehow rubbed it between his hands. With a click, it split into two separate Daggers. Luo Qian suddenly remembered: the pair of Daggers he had extorted from Old Guan of the Imperial Sword Platform, taking them from his safe, had looked exactly like this.

A Dagger lay in each of Lu Zhen's hands. "These are precious beyond measure," he said wistfully, "but right now, they're just scrap metal. Grandfather told me they were part of a Supreme Sacred Artifact passed down from the Primordial Battlefield. Unfortunately, this is only one-sixth of it. To use it, you'd need at least two parts and refine them with Xingtian Fire. But finding even one part of such a sacred treasure is extraordinary luck. Where would anyone find the other five?"

At last Luo Qian knew what the daggers were. His heart hammered, and he could hardly wait to get his hands on the treasure—a Supreme Sacred Artifact, damn it! What did that mean? If