Who Has The Advantage?

In a few short moments, Chu Yang had successfully created a shiny steel apple which had the exact same dimensions and features that a normal apple would have. He then placed it on a table with a loud "bang".

"Brother Chu, this saber is really far too precious!" Mo Cheng Yu found himself unable to accept such a priceless saber on Mo Qingwu's behalf. Little miss was at a tender age of nine and a half; yet, Chu Yang was giving her such a valuable gift… As a member of Mo Qingwu's household, he felt this gift was too wasteful.

"There's more to this saber…" Chu Yang smiled mysteriously as he handed Mo Cheng Yu the sword hilt.

Mo Cheng Yu reached shakily for the saber. Although he was a King level master, he had never seen heavenly weapons like this before. The manner that he reached out and handled the saber was with the very respectful…