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It appeared that the saber truly did have a special bond and fate with him. Even after having thrown it practically blindly, it had still curved on its own to strike the enemy.
Unfortunately, he had just thrown it away, and he would not be able to retrieve it anytime soon. Truth be told, he longed to slip back into those dreams that the saber gave him once more.
Besides, had the broken saber not even provided him with valuable warnings, such as when Lu Yao shot at him with the Ghost-Eye Bow?
It really is a great saber.
He Lingchuan sighed inwardly as he ran, hand brushing his waist. Something felt odd about the scabbard. Glancing down, he was surprised to find that the broken saber was sitting right there, lying quietly inside its scabbard.
“…”
A surge of joy burst in his chest. He ran his hand over the hilt several times, then recalled Sun Fuping’s pestle, which had always somehow flown back to its master.
That should mean that the saber is a treasure of at least the same grade as Old Snake Sun’s treasure!
If the broken saber returned to him of its own accord, then it also meant that it had recognized him as its master.
Holy hell! How fucking lucky can I get?!
But when did it even...
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