Liang Zai.
Once the scabbard of the world's greatest Sword Immortal.
Even Liang Zai knew its looks were nothing to show off, but its former master had cherished it immensely, always holding it in his arms.
Li Taibai was the world's greatest Sword Immortal, so naturally, the sword in his hand was the world's greatest weapon, and it, too, was the world's greatest scabbard!
It had done nothing, and was not even as handsome as other scabbards.
Yet simply because its master was the world's greatest Sword Immortal, it had become the world's greatest scabbard.
But even Liang Zai did not know what use it actually served.
Perhaps it had been born to serve as a scabbard for the greatest in the world.
The cutting edge was sheathed within it, and it had peacefully accepted that fact.
As for its masters, though it was said to have two, there was actually another: the one who had forged it. That genius smith.
Why did it know that smith was a genius?
How could a smith who had forged the world's greatest scabbard not be a genius?
Whenever its thoughts reached this point, a question would arise in Liang Zai's mind.
How exactly was one supposed to put a scabbard on Li Taibai?
And when Li Taibai willingly went to his death for all living beings beneath heaven, Liang Zai seemed to understand.
It was not like putting a longsword inside its belly, but rather, placing shackles on Li Taibai.
The same was true when that genius smith sacrificed himself to the sword, as though someone had fitted a scabbard over him.
After Li Taibai's death, the reincarnated Sword Tassel and sword blade had each gone off to seek their own Dao.
Only it had lain idle inside the Immortal Tomb that