As Yun Huang's words fell, the entire garden went silent.
Everyone who had been unable to hide their delight at receiving rewards now seemed to have had their voices silenced all at once. They stared blankly at the pristine azure Ceremonial Sword, unable to recover for a long moment.
"Azure Jade..."
Yun Baojian stared fixedly at the azure Ancient Sword in Yun Qing's hand. On his usually ice-cold face, an almost stupefied look of shock appeared.
That was Azure Jade!
As the ancient saying went, azure jade was offered in homage to Heaven. To behold this sword was to behold the Immortal Emperor himself.
Yun Tianluo's folding fan stopped in midair. Thanks to his grandfather, who was both the First Elder and exceedingly fond of rambling, he could be considered the person among the Yun Clan's younger generation who knew the most about this sword's origins.
Even Eldest Brother might have known only half the story, performing his sword dance earlier on spiritual intuition alone.
That was the ceremonial sword of the former Immortal Court, a ritual treasure that had once stood before the Imperial Steps and witnessed ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage.
How was this merely the gift of a sword? This was nothing less than placing a corner of the old Immortal Court's heavenly radiance into Eldest Brother's hands.
His Majesty's gesture... hiss, I dare not think about it. I dare not. His folding fan resumed its motion as Yun Tianluo narrowed his eyes and pondered inwardly.
Swords possessed spirits, and ritual treasures all the more so.
Had Yun Huang not already reached some conclusion in his heart, he would never have relinquished it so easily.
Yun Jinglei secretly poked Yun Baojian and transmitted his voice. "Eldest Brother's sword dance really paid off."
For once, Yun