Su Chen quickly and seriously examined and compared them.
"This samurai saber is quite sharp, it was forged by a Grand General 200 years ago, with an extremely hard blade..."
"And there’s this one, a long blade that can cut through metal, what do you think?"
The graceful Ling Yue was recommending to Su Chen, but Su Chen’s eyes were suddenly drawn to a completely black long blade in the corner.
Su Chen hurriedly picked up the completely black long blade and discovered peculiar engravings on it. At first glance, it exuded a sense of antiquity and an easy dizziness.
It also seemed to have some small inscriptions, but they were unreadable.
Though the blade hadn’t been sharpened, making it a blunt tool, Su Chen suddenly felt within his heart that it must be a treasure, extraordinary, and it would be a pity to miss it.
Most importantly, when Su Chen held the blade, he felt a certain power within him resonating with it.
Could it be the Bloodthirsty Demon Saber’s magic power sensing this blade?
"I’ll use this blade, Instructor..."
Su Chen picked up the completely black blade and looked at Ling Yue.
"Why did you choose this blade... It appeared from an ancient desolate tomb not long ago. Experts have evaluated it to have no cultural value. The engravings and writings are bizarre and chaotic without historical value. That’s why it was sent here. It seems plain and is nowhere as famous as the other blades. Are you sure you want this one?"
Ling Yue seemed not to favor the strange, black blade in Su Chen’s hand.
"It’s fine, I’ll use this one... The unsharpened edge is just right for me; otherwise, I might accidentally hurt someone."
Su Chen naturally held the black long blade in his hand.
"Alright, since you like it, go ahead and use this blade then."
Ling Yue nodded with some helplessness, then seemed to remember something and said.
"But carrying this blade around isn’t very convenient for you, so maybe you could buy a storage ring and store it in the ring’s space to carry it with you."
Su Chen couldn’t help but be taken aback.
This product of fantasy novels actually exists in the real High Martial World.
"How much does it cost to buy a storage ring ?"
"A decent storage ring should cost around a million Daxia Coins..."
Ling Yue answered without hesitation.
Su Chen was so shocked that his mouth gaped open, then he quickly said.
"Then I’ll hold off on buying one for now, and just keep it at home for occasional use."
If he had a million, he could make a down payment on a new house in Linjiang City and wouldn’t have to live in a small town on the outskirts, commuting two hours each day.
"Hmm... Alright then."
Ling Yue understood Su Chen’s thoughts, then she glanced at her watch and said.
"Since you’ve chosen your weapon, let’s head out. By the way, don’t lose the set of cultivation techniques I gave you yesterday. To buy such a set would require several million. You only have the usage rights, and you can’t give it to anyone else, understand?"
"Yeah... I understand."
Su Chen nodded. In fact, he had left the password box at home, unopened these days, as he was focusing on practicing the Bloodthirsty Demon Saber.
An ordinary sixth-grade cultivation technique can’t compare to a demon saber from the Cultivation World.
After leaving the warehouse, Su Chen went to have lunch. Afterwards, he bought a suitcase to put the strange, black treasure blade in.
"What is the origin of this blade? I’ll have to slowly research it when I get home."
After class in the afternoon, Su Chen dragged his suitcase out of the school gate.
In the alley outside the Martial Arts Academy gates, a muscular man named Da Bao was already waiting.
He crushed a cigarette, then said to the two cohorts beside him and Zhang Weidong.
"You guys keep watch here, dealing with a kid , bringing anyone else would be an insult to me, Da Bao."
With that, he swaggered out of the alley.
Seeing Da Bao’s mountain-like figure and formidable muscles, Zhang Weidong felt somewhat relieved, watching the suitcase-toting Su Chen with a sinister smile on his face.
"Su Chen... I want to watch you become a cripple. That’s the price for offending me, Zhang Weidong. How could trash like you possibly win the favor of Senior Meng Yao? It’s a shame she isn’t in the academy recently, but let’s see who can save you this time..."
Su Chen, on his way to the bus stop, suddenly sensed someone approaching.
And it was someone very dangerous.
Su Chen immediately looked up, only to find that the other person was looking at him too.
This was a tall muscular man, about 1.95 meters, with a shaved head, exuding an extremely fierce aura.
"Are you that pauper Su Chen?"
The man stopped three meters away, looking at him with a mocking gaze.
This was Da Bao’s usual tactic, as the laws in the Daxia Kingdom were strict, and Lijiang First University Martial Arts Academy had a clear prohibition against bullying. So when he encountered someone he wanted to beat up, he would usually start by insulting them, provoking them to strike first before he retaliated.
This way, he achieved his goal, and the other party usually wouldn’t dare to call the police.
Because it would become mutual fighting.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Su Chen didn’t want to deal with this muscular man.