Zhong Huan laughed heartily and pointed behind him at the White Jade Stone Platform, nine feet tall and a hundred feet across...
Atop that platform, a gleaming, lustrous sheathed longsword was actually embedded in a White Jade Throne! On the surrounding stone steps, dozens of longswords radiating powerful spiritual energy stood embedded like stars clustered around the moon!
"You two little brats, do you know what that is?"
Lü Bufan and Zhong Huan shook their heads in shock.
"That is an Immortal Sword! An exceedingly rare treasure left behind by the Immortal Realm! An Immortal Sword worth cities! Of Great Jin's Four Great Immortal Sects, only the Taihua Sect of Mozi Mountain and Heart Lake Reversed Water Island each possess one... How many years has the Liu Clan of Mount Zhlin spent currying favor with Immortals? Even they never managed to beg an Immortal Sword from them!"
Lü Bufan looked closely. Sure enough, wisps of five-colored radiance curled around the longsword in the center... Its aloof, transcendent pride was unmistakable!
Lü Bufan could even sense that the Immortal Sword's Sword Spirit had not yet dissipated, as though a cold, emotionless presence lay hidden inside, watching the group fighting among themselves with indifference...
Feng Hu stammered, "Master... even if it is an Immortal Sword, can we... can we... swallow it?"
A trace of desolation and madness flashed through Zhong Huan's eyes... He said bitterly, "What else can we do if we can't swallow it? If we let go, it'll be just like the ice soul ore we found back then... They'll toss us a few bones and send us on our way! They even tried to skim off those few bones... I'm going to trade the Immortal Sword to the Imperial Court! Doesn't the Twelfth Guardian City lack a master? I'll