“This kind of transformation actually happened.”0

Li Xiaofei stared at the rusty sword in his hand. After the earth-shaking commotion, the energy sources of the ancient sword he had pulled from Liu Shaji’s body merged into the rusty sword that Qi Shisan had been peddling as a trick. 0

At this moment, the rusty sword appeared unchanged. It was still mottled with rust and looked like it might break apart in a few days as it continued to emit a pungent, metallic odor. One strike with this sword would surely give an opponent tetanus. A true Sword of Tetanus. 1

But to say it hadn’t changed at all wasn’t entirely accurate. Li Xiaofei could clearly feel that the sword now seemed to possess a kind of spirit. It was like it had come to life and was now connected to him...0