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Chapter 86: Cold Pool
"Since you call me senior sister, naturally, I must give you a proper welcoming gift."
Zhu Qiong stirred his divine sense, and his storage ring flickered faintly.
A spirit sword, black as ink from end to end, with a long, narrow blade faintly gleaming with cold blue light, floated into the air. It rang with a clear sword cry, making the temperature inside the private room plummet.
"This sword was forged from a Cold Chi Snake's reverse scale and the sect's cold pool black iron.
"It is four feet long and weighs a thousand catties. Named Cold Pool, it is a second-tier upper-grade water-attribute spirit artifact with a spell-breaking effect.
"Even a Qi Refining cultivator wielding it can break through the protective magic power of a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator."
At this, Zhu Qiong looked at Chen Beiwu. "Junior brother, if you can win this sword's recognition, this Cold Pool spirit sword will be yours."
Looking at the icy spirit sword, its edge as thin as a cicada's wing, its cold gleam lingering without dispersing, and its artifact patterns winding like dragons and snakes along its spine, Chen Beiwu's heart gave a leap.
Facing this Cold Pool Sword, he actually had the illusion of facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Clearly, this sword possessed considerable spirituality, falling short only of a third-tier treasure artifact.
Seeing Chen Zi'ang standing motionless, Zhu Qiong reminded him, "A spirit sword has a spirit of its own. It would rather break than bend. There is no need to overthink it, junior brother. Simply grasp the hilt and channel your magic power, and you will know whether this sword suits your cultivation."
Chen Beiwu nodded, stepped forward, and extended his right hand, carefully bringing it toward the Cold Pool Sword.
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