"Where did you get this sword?"
Chu Xisheng asked curiously.
Although the sword was still sheathed, Chu Xisheng had already sensed its extraordinary aura.
Could this sword be a Second Grade Divine Weapon?
Ji Qianqian simply tossed the sword onto the table in front of Chu Xisheng. "Just now, a master from the Extreme East Ice City sent it to the mountain gate, specifically saying it was for you. I happened to meet him on my way up the mountain, so I brought it over for you."
Chu Xisheng's heart stirred as he took the long sword in his hand.
"He just gave you the sword like this? Didn't he have anything else to say?"
This sword was also in the style of a Tang straight blade, approximately four feet long.
As Chu Xisheng grasped the sword, he felt the powerful energy surging within its blade.
Chu Xisheng drew out a portion of the long sword, discovering the incredibly smooth blade.
It was even shinier than a mirror, reflecting the surroundings with perfect clarity.
