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"Sword Slave!"
Just then, a cold, clear voice shattered Ling Chen's grand thoughts. He lifted his head, his eyes shedding their previous confusion and humility, replaced now by the lofty disdain and otherworldliness of his past life. It was a nobility that sprung from deep within!
"What are you gaping at? Bring over the Sword Casket," Bai Wuque, quite fed up with this pathetic creature, grumbled. To win over Qin Luo, he had tormented this sword slave for years, but now the game had grown dull.
Ling Chen's back bore a heavy Sword Casket. The casket was taller than him! Bowed under its perennial weight, his back was stooped.
This Sword Casket, similar to the sheathe carried by Sword Heaven's Lin Chen, contained a liquid made from demon marrow. Long-term nurturing of it could enhance the Sword Soul and Sword Aura, improving their grade.
Legend had it that placing the Sword Casket in a Bag of Holding would degrade its quality, and since the Sword Soul couldn't enter the Bag of Holding, the Eternal Sword Prison devised the role of sword slaves—servants tasked with carrying their master's Sword Casket, ensuring the master could nurture their Sword Soul anytime, anywhere.
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