Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 

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"An inferior grade flying sword…it meets the tier requirement, though there's no telling how powerful it is…"

Jiang He stretched out his hand, rolled out his sleeve, and slashed the black sword heavily upon his own wrist.

Sparks shot out everywhere on the tip of the sword as if metals collided, whereas only a single white mark was left on Jiang He's wrist.

"Inferior grade soul weapons are still a little weak. I used forty percent of my strength, and I have a hunch that the sword would snap if I were to put in more strength!"

After a soft sigh, Jiang He put away the black sword and took out the other flying sword.

It was mediocre-grade and fully golden.

Jiang He tested its strength as well.

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