I Want That Person

"Spirit Item? How's it possible!" The shocked Master Meng took a few steps forward. Before he could clearly see it, Master Lan bent down and picked up a long sword from the ground.

"Sharp and cold with a murderous aura… It's a good sword for killing people! Looks like the person who created this martial weapon has a deep understanding of martial weapons."

"This…" Master Meng frowned. "Could it be that someone's disciple from the Refinery Union left this behind? It's impossible for a newcomer to refine such a perfect sword that has no flaws at all."

"It indeed doesn't look like the work of a newcomer!" Master Lan, who touched the sharp body of the sword, was full of praise.

A gold inscription was faintly discernible.

"It's impossible for a newcomer to depict such a smooth and perfect inscription!!! Even the looks of it suggest this inscription must've been done by a veteran!"