"Is that true or false? Brother, you're not tricking me, are you?" Linghu Xiang was also somewhat unsure because he had found the sword alongside the Sword Manual, and it was already quite damaged when he picked it up. He had practiced with it for years but had not been able to discern its former quality as a weapon.
"It's just... Even if you've repaired the blade, the 'Qi contained' in this sword is still beyond you, it seems. This must have been passed down to you by your Master, right?" Lin Yuancheng spoke as he looked up at Linghu Xiang. "Hmm... With your current level of cultivation, it would take several more years of practice to reveal this sword's sharp edge again."
"Hey! Who are you to say that?" Linghu Xiang did not like hearing that and, although he vaguely felt the truth in those words, having someone his own age speak to him in such a "lecturing" and "advising" tone... it was unpleasant. Every young man has his pride, "Do I need your approval to wield my own sword?"
