Huang Xiao came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Eldest Senior Brother, this business with the Pre-Heaven Scripture has already surprised me. Is there really something else that could open my eyes?"
"Of course. Wait a moment!" Qingfeng gave a mysterious smile, then strode into the inner room. Before long, he returned with both hands behind his back.
"Eldest Senior Brother, stop keeping me in suspense. What have you got that's so mysterious?" Huang Xiao could not help finding Qingfeng's manner rather amusing.
"Look. What's this?" Qingfeng stopped teasing Huang Xiao and brought his hand out from behind his back. A golden dagger lay in his open right palm.
"Huh? Eldest Senior Brother, when did you take my dagger?" Huang Xiao froze for a moment when he saw the dagger in Qingfeng's hand, then asked.
Wasn't this his own divine weapon, Godslayer?
But when Huang Xiao raised his right leg and felt his boot, his expression froze. "That's not right. My dagger is still here!" he exclaimed, drawing Godslayer from his boot as he spoke.
"Well? Exactly alike, aren't they?" Qingfeng said with a smile. "This dagger was the only weapon in that ancient tomb that hadn't rusted. I was rather surprised when I saw it, too, because I knew you had a dagger like this. The shape and material are exactly the same. You can tell at a glance."
Huang Xiao took the dagger from Qingfeng and examined it carefully. Indeed, not only its shape and material, but even its weight was the same.
"Hmm, Eldest Senior Brother, there is a difference after all," Huang Xiao suddenly said, staring at the dagger.
"Yes, there is one small difference. The daggers have different names. Everything else is the same," Qingfeng said. "Your dagger is called Godslayer, while this one