Not afraid, simply not afraid

As Ling Sha recounted what had happened, Yue Mei's languid, beautiful face finally showed a spark of interest.

Her gaze also settled on Zhou Changqing.

Even at her status, where handsome men held little appeal anymore, the youth's striking features still took her briefly by surprise.

What concerned her most, however, was the Magic Core Armament Ling Sha had mentioned.

According to Ling Sha, this Magic Core Armament differed from conventional weapons simply inlaid with magic cores. It was equipment that could greatly amplify its wielder's strength.

That finally stirred a trace of interest in Zhou Changqing.

"That is what happened. Bringing this youth along was why your subordinate arrived late."

Once Ling Sha finished speaking.

Yue Mei nodded slightly. Her figure flickered again, and she returned to the chaise longue.

"Bring me that Magic Core Armament. Let me see whether it's as good as you claim."

At those words, Ling Sha took a tier-three longsword she had received from Zhou Changqing out of her Storage Ring and presented it at chest height with both hands.

Whoosh!

Yue Mei beckoned.

The longsword flew into her hand.

Her delicate hand stroked the scabbard, then she drew the blade.

Shing!

The longsword emerged sheathed in cold light, giving a clear, soft ring.

She examined the sword closely. Its blade gleamed a cold silver, with a few patterns etched across its surface, while a water-blue magic core was set into its guard.

Its appearance alone marked it as a fine sword.

Then a violet glow suddenly rose from Yue Mei's hand around the hilt, and Dou Qi flowed from her palm into the longsword!

In an instant, the Dou Qi activated the magic core. Vast quantities of water-blue energy surged out and flooded the blade!

The cold silver blade was now shrouded in