There was nothing extraordinary about the Dragon-Slayer Sword. Apart from the raised, dragon-scale-like patterns on its hilt and blade, it seemed to be an ordinary sword of hundred-fold steel.
Precisely because of that, Su Ping played with it for a while before tossing it to Qianyi.
The little fellow was the expert in this field.
This time, Su Ping no longer had so many people accompanying him.
Apart from Long Er and Captain Lu, who always stayed close to protect him, only Meng Yao and Master Zhu were returning to Linzhou with him this time.
Grandfather, Aunt, and the others had gone ahead to Dian-Tibet with Lady Liu.
The Rong Family and Lady Liu had once been as incompatible as fire and water. Now, however, they were working under her, and with the enormous profits involved in building a new city, there was no longer any hatred between them that could not be resolved.
Clearly, in the face of profit, no deep-seated blood feud was impossible to set aside, much less when the two sides were far from having such a feud.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing Su Ping staring blankly at the land beneath the sky, Zhu Hong asked from beside him.
Su Ping shook his head.
"About the Heavenly Tomb Legion."
At the mention of that, Zhu Hong shook his head too.
"Su Ping, not everything can be perfect. The reason the lord agreed to let them come to the Heart of Myriad Spirits with you in a few days this time
"is that their mission has actually been completed in full. They won't miss out on their rewards or honors! They've already prepared themselves, too."
"I know, but I was thinking there should still be some way to do it."
"Restoring the state of a soul-even