"That sword of yours... what a treasure!"
The instant he saw the Greenwood Mystic Gourd Sword, the scar-faced old Daoist's eyes lit up, revealing undisguised greed.
An ordinary Dao Sword, whether ninth or eighth grade, could develop a measure of spirituality once it became a cultivator's bonded sword and was nourished year after year with divine sense and vital blood.
Yet under the altered flow of time in the Gourd Space, the sword in Lin Mo's hand had been nourished for less than five years at most. Its spirituality was already so extraordinary that even Qi Refining cultivators could sense it.
The scar-faced old man was in the late stage of the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment. His ability to sense a treasure's aura naturally far surpassed that of a Qi Refining cultivator.
In his eyes, Lin Mo's bonded sword was at least mid-tier seventh grade, and might even be upper-tier seventh grade!
"A mere sixth-layer Foundation Establishment cultivator possessing such a treasure? What a criminal waste."
The more the scar-faced old Daoist thought about it, the more excited he became. A Crescent Short Blade abruptly appeared in his hand, while greed and bloodlust surfaced in his eyes. "Boy, did your elders ever tell you the difference between the late and middle stages of Foundation Establishment?"
"At the peak of the sixth layer of Foundation Establishment, you can only advance to the seventh layer after overcoming the inner demon tribulation. Your divine sense becomes solid, and your spiritual power increases tremendously."
"Even if your Dao Sword is extraordinary, in my eyes, you're all show and no substance. True strength has never come from treasures, but from the cultivator himself!"
Hiss!
A crescent-shaped blade ray wrapped in dense killing intent burst from the scar-faced old Daoist's Crescent Short Blade. Even as