Sword Slave's eyes were fixed on Lü Bufan. "Who exactly are you?"
Lü Bufan said gravely, "Lü Bufan, from Huqi Town in Guangling Commandery. Mountain-Guarding Attendant of Longcheng Peak."
"I like people with secrets. People with secrets suffer! Only those who suffer have meaning in their lives..."
A hint of madness appeared on Sword Slave's face. "I want to fight you!"
Lü Bufan shook his head. "You belong to the Sect Master. Besides, I can't beat you!"
Sword Slave said, "Are you afraid of the Immortal Sword?"
Lü Bufan shook his head, then nodded.
Sword Slave said, "I'm even more afraid of this Immortal Sword than you are... I won't use its power. I'll fight you using only my own understanding of swordsmanship... How about it?"
"Why?"
Sword Slave waved a hand. "For this Sword-Nurturing Platform, of course! Don't tell me you haven't sensed it... This treasure can choose its own master! You haven't refined that Ferocious Weapon of yours into your Life-Bound Flying Sword yet... so the feeling might not be as strong. But I can tell you... this unassuming Sword-Nurturing Platform seems to be of an even higher grade than my Immortal Sword! It's weighing its options... judging the two weapons that have appeared on this island—your Ferocious Weapon and my Immortal Sword!"
Lü Bufan was startled... He turned to look at the ancient White Jade Stone Seat.
"How can a Top-Grade Spirit Artifact compare with an Immortal Sword?"
Sword Slave curled his lip, but the Heavy Sword Wuming on Lü Bufan's back suddenly trembled! An icy aura that refused to yield actually surged outward... as though telling Lü Bufan not to look down on it!
Sword Slave extended his hand. Five-Colored Rainbow Light swirled, and he gripped a three-foot silver sword with a straight, imposing blade steeped