Several more days passed. Mu Bai sat cross-legged in his room, breathing and cultivating as cool Heaven and Earth Essence Qi gathered from every direction like streams.
Chen Jianli walked slowly to the door. Sensing something unusual about the surrounding aura, he examined it carefully but discovered nothing.
After all, the cultivators of this world could sense soul power, Divine Sense, and mental power, yet the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi they breathed day and night had grown so familiar that it had become unfamiliar. Take air, for instance: we could not do without it for even a moment, and only through it could we survive. Yet precious as it was, we could neither see nor touch it, nor did we feel any urge to cherish or protect it. We even simply squandered it.
Let us leave that aside, and encourage one another to cherish what we silently depend upon in this world.
Returning to Chen Jianli, he entered Mu Bai's room.
"Mu Bai, my worthy nephew, what I hold here is the soul weapon I commissioned Elder Hong of the Weapon-Forge Pavilion to forge for you. See whether it satisfies you."
The soul weapon in Chen Jianli's hand was a longsword shaped like two fish embracing, one blood-red and the other dark blue-black, with a thread of ivory-white Silver Swordfish bone between them. It was sanguine and sinister, plain and unadorned, its radiance softly swirling.
Unable to hide the delighted surprise in his eyes, Mu Bai hurriedly took the longsword and stroked it gently. It felt as heavy as a thousand stone, yet when he swung it, it was as light as a speck of dust, responding to his every wish with endless variations.
"I'll call you 'Twin Fish Sword.' Two flowers bloom, each with its own tale to