People rarely saw swords of this caliber in the world. Even the Yuan Clan, renowned for their blacksmithing mastery, kept their finest weapons to themselves, never displaying such treasures on the market.0

Shi Yuan's expression darkened. This time, he didn't dare to step forward. The fear of suffering yet another public humiliation held him back.0

Everything that had happened today felt uncanny, so much so that even Earth Profound Realm experts were visibly unsettled, unable to make sense of it. A silent question loomed in everyone's mind: Was the True Martial Continent on the brink of upheaval?0

"Liu Wuxie, can I take a look at this longsword?" Qu Su approached with calm composure, his tone curious rather than covetous.0

It wasn't desire that drew him to the sword. As a blacksmithing grandmaster, Qu Su simply couldn't pass up the chance to study such divine craftsmanship. He was eager to study it and glean insights from it.0

"Please, go ahead," Liu Wuxie replied, nodding with grace.0

Hu Shi stepped forward and handed the sword over without hesitation. Qu Su took it in hand and gave it a few swings through the air. Each motion carved out a sharp whistle, and a faint sword aura rippled outwards, slicing the air so cleanly that spatial fragments drifted down like snowflakes.0

There wasn't the slightest hint of true essence in his movements, only physical strength....0