"Mhm."
Ning Tian glanced at the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade Chen Ping had already put away and promptly pouted.
"What an ugly carving knife. Is buying such a hideous carving knife really any use? And I heard it's really dangerous, too. So many of its owners have died."
"If you wanted a carving knife, you could've told me. Ranked Carving Knives are hard to come by, but lending you a few near-ranked carving knives outside the top hundred wouldn't be difficult. You could use whichever one you liked, then come find me for a replacement when you got tired of it."
Ning Tian's words made Chen Ping scratch his head. He hadn't acquired the Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade purely for its value as a carving knife.
The Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade seemed to rank near the bottom of the Ranked Carving Knives, but that was actually because, after being cursed, it had killed one owner after another, causing its ranking to fall again and again until it reached the bottom.
In reality, the core material of this Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade was a piece of gold of life weighing around one kilogram.
What did gold of life represent? Even a million-year soul beast as enormous as the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm could only yield a single drop of gold of life, roughly one gram.
A piece of gold of life this large was equivalent to a mass condensed from all the life force extracted from nearly a thousand Sky Dream Ice Silkworms.
In terms of value alone, this Spirit Devouring Fierce Blade deserved first place among the Ranked Carving Knives. Even the combined value of those ranked second through hundredth couldn't possibly surpass it.
Chen Ping had simply realized something all of a sudden: these Ranked Carving Knives weren't fucking