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"": "There was one thing he could be certain of: everything Tang Yu had said earlier was true.
Tang Yu was not strong. More precisely, he was weaker than Luo Bin, so he could not deceive him. Everything Tang Gaoji had said was based on Tang Yu's account.
Did that drastically reduce the chances that Tang Gaoji was lying?
Luo Bin did not care about favors.
But a sword at the level of yang spirit projection made his heart race faster and faster!
The Blood Peach Sword hanging beneath the Primordial White Flower Lantern could slay ghosts, and even wound those capable of yin spirit projection.
Luo Bin knew that once his strength reached a higher realm, the Blood Peach Sword would become even more effective. It would not merely be able to wound Zhou Sanming or sever a strand of Yuan Yinxin's yin spirit. Destroying an entire yin spirit might be no trouble at all.
But that still depended on his strength.
What if he was not strong enough?
Wouldn't a better sword have greater killing power?
A ritual artifact at the level of yang spirit projection would surely offer the greatest killing power!
Fourth Master Gray had secretly led him to the site where a practitioner of five immortals spirit medium had undergone corpse liberation. There had been a sword extremely close to the level of yang spirit projection there, but he had not dared take it, nor could he.
Yet now, the Cloud Dream Taoist Grounds would give him a sword outright!
A ninety percent chance?
For a moment, Luo Bin's eyelids kept twitching, and his heart tightened in waves.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Tang Yu beside him. Tang Yu was equally tense, with traces of worry and