After a month of work, the Treasure Sword was finally forged.
The name Thunder Punishment Sword was well-deserved. In ancient tales, thunderbolts have always symbolized the Power of Heavenly Punishment.
For example, when great villains appeared, the heavens would strike them down with thunderbolts, punishing the wicked and purging demonic miasma. This was Celestial Punishment.
The Thunder Punishment Sword was exactly three chi, six cun, and five fen long—no more, no less. Its length corresponded to the 365 days of the year. The blade itself looked like a brilliant thunderbolt, trembling faintly as arcs of electricity pulsed across its surface, a perfect union of sharpness and overwhelming might.
"Thunder Punishment, are you satisfied with your name?"
Ning Jiang asked softly, his fingers gently brushing across the blade.
