"This lad?" The two old men beside Zhu Qingquan were still very surprised by Huang Xiao's choice.
He had given up the opportunity to have their Ancestor personally forge him a divine weapon. Countless people in this world wanted the Ancestor's help, yet only a handful could ever get their wish.
If people learned that he had turned down such an opportunity, they would have murder in their hearts.
Zhu Qingquan stared at Huang Xiao for quite some time. Seeing his resolute expression, he finally nodded and said, "Since you insist, this old man will give it a try."
"Thank you, Senior," Huang Xiao said gratefully.
"It's clear that your bond with this saber runs deep," Zhu Qingquan said with a smile.
"He's my brother," Huang Xiao said.
"Good. That's how it should be." Zhu Qingquan nodded. "We forge all kinds of weapons, and we hope their wielders will cherish them. But very few truly go as far as you do. Brothers? Even with sentient divine weapons, how many people truly treat them as brothers?"
"Senior, that doesn't seem quite right, does it?" Huang Xiao hesitated before asking.
"Oh? What isn't right?" Zhu Qingquan asked.
"Without a mind-to-mind connection, how could those sentient divine weapons unleash their greatest power?" Huang Xiao said.
"Not everyone is like you," Zhu Qingquan explained. "Most people still use these sentient divine weapons by force. Although they cannot unleash the weapons' greatest power, they can still increase their own strength considerably. As for establishing a mind-to-mind connection with a divine weapon, not everyone can do that."
"How could that be?" Huang Xiao was taken aback.
He really had never given these things much thought.
At least in his view, if one possessed these sentient divine weapons, one ought to cherish them.
"Believe it," Zhu Qingquan