At the sight of the Rusty Sword Lu Feng brought out, the Sword Martial Venerable's gaze changed completely. It grew gentle as a murmuring stream, as though he had seen an old friend lost to him for many years.
"Senior, could you help me identify this scabbard?" Lu Feng asked.
Since the Sword Martial Venerable understood swords, he ought to be able to recognize a scabbard, too.
He had no idea where the scabbard his Slovenly Master had given him came from. It had actually been able to contain the Rusty Sword's sword qi back then-something almost impossible to imagine.
"Why look at the scabbard? Just look at the sword!"
Sun Jiuyang was already beside himself with impatience. The scabbard was plain and unadorned, seemingly made from ordinary wood. To him, there was nothing special about it.
"You don't know shit!" Lu Feng ignored him and placed the scabbard on the table first.
The Sword Martial Venerable did not refuse. He picked up the scabbard, flicked it gently with a finger, then asked, "Did you hear anything?"
That seemingly simple gesture actually made the scabbard release a cry, like a phoenix calling over the Nine Abysses, its clear radiance flowing like water.
"A phoenix's cry?" At that moment, Sun Jiuyang also realized that the scabbard might not be as simple as he had imagined.
The Sword Martial Venerable nodded. "Indeed, it is a phoenix's cry. Though the workmanship is simple, merely a piece of wood fashioned into this shape, its material is exceedingly rare. Looking across the world, I fear this may be the only one."
"What material could be that special?" Sun Jiuyang asked in astonishment. From the sound of it, this thing seemed even rarer than his Vast Righteous Qi Sword.
The Sword Martial Venerable set down the