Li Guanyi asked, "Is this a Treasure Weapon?"
Chen Qingyan took back the sword, and Li Guanyi’s blood qi flowed rapidly, removing the sensation he had just felt. Chen Qingyan indifferently said, "Mystical Weapon."
Li Guanyi clicked his tongue in awe.
Mystical Weapons and Divine Weapons are similar in material.
There are rumors that top-tier Mystical Weapons, along with heroes of the Martial World, achieve incredible feats, and once the Mystical Weapon becomes spirited, it will transcend into a Divine Weapon in legends, possessing unfathomable and miraculous abilities.
In other words, the sword in Chen Qingyan’s hands was essentially a nascent form of a Divine Weapon.
Chen Qingyan indifferently said, "However, Treasure Weapons also share similar traits, such as being forged entirely from ice jade, which could cause the blood of ordinary people who touch it to stagnate; or within a short period, make the opponent lose balance, not to mention fight, as even standing firm would be difficult."
"Some can, during the time of activation, slow the opponent’s movements as if they were an elderly person; dull the opponent’s Inner Qi, strip it of its edge, or even rapidly decay the weapons in their hands."
"Such varied and numerous powers are what make it a treasure."
Li Guanyi understood.
He immediately realized something.
This thing sounded very expensive.
Even Chen Yuyun’s handheld crossbow cost five hundred taels of gold.
Chen Qingyan indifferently said, "If you have the opportunity, seek someone to craft a Treasure Weapon, with your Primordial Spirit controlling it. By harnessing the profoundness of ’Jiangnan Misty Rain Twelve-story Building’, it would surely become a powerful covert move."
"I come from the Imperial Family, and when I travel in the Martial World, the imperial household is aware of the Treasure Weapons I use."
"I am here today because people from Central State have come, and a banquet is set in the palace, leaving me some free time. If they discover you with a weapon I once used, your identity would be immediately exposed, and death would undoubtedly follow."
After finishing his tea, Chen Qingyan casually stood up.
Li Guanyi pondered for a moment.
He gritted his teeth, lowered his gaze, and put on a perfectly pitiful look as if he were a Li Nu’er shivering on the streets on a rainy night after being thrown out of the house.
Without a word, he simply stood there obediently.
Chen Qingyan paused for a moment.
He seemed to sigh, extended his hand and took out an object, a wooden box, and placed it on the table. He indifferently said, "This item was acquired during my travels in my youth. Because its quality is pure Yang, which does not suit my constitution, I have never used it."
"Today, for a cup of tea with you."
"This item is for you."
Not expecting such a windfall, Li Guanyi was overjoyed and exclaimed,
"Aunt Qingyan is the best in the whole world!"
Sweet words bubbled out as if they cost nothing, causing Chen Qingyan to shake her head helplessly and said, "Your father was never as eloquent as you are."
"It’s indeed the influence of Lady Murong."
"Witty and quick with words."
Li Guanyi opened the box; inside was ice jade, emitting a faint chill, and on this ice jade lay a needle, completely red as if it were ablaze. Chen Qingyan slightly moved her hand, and the red needle began to seethe, turning swiftly in mid-air before settling on Chen Qingyan’s shoulder.
"This was discovered when we explored a remnant of the Martial World, where a Taoist cultivator sealed himself six hundred years ago. After we buried the Taoist elder, his personal ’Body Box’ was taken, containing a material capable of crafting a Treasure Weapon, albeit too small."
"Later, it was at the Murong Family’s Divine Weapon Valley where I had the Murong Family’s elder forge it. Though it appears to be a needle, it is actually a sword, named the Red Flame Shaoyang Sword. Although small, it perfectly suits your current foundation."
Despite Chen Qingyan’s words that she wouldn’t give Li Guanyi any Treasure Weapon,
she could easily produce one that perfectly matched Li Guanyi’s foundation.
It seemed she had prepared it well beforehand.
Chen Qingyan handed over the sword to Li Guanyi, who after a short trial, and under Chen Qingyan’s guidance, learned to control this sword. Then, in the darkness of night, this Shaoyang Sword swiftly changed, almost turning into a stream of red light, faster than the arrows Li Guanyi shot.
Li Guanyi, utilizing the techniques of "Jiangnan Misty Rain Twelve-story Building" with this object, gradually controlled it as easily as his own limbs. Suddenly, with a thought, he directed it straight into a pond, stirring the waves, and then it flew out. Li Guanyi thought for a moment, approached with his sword drawn, striking with integrity and righteousness.
Where the sword could not reach, the Primordial Spirit controlled the Shaoyang Sword to compensate.
Though alone in battle, it seemed as if two were fighting with dual swords, their movements intertwining and shifting, their might mystical. Then, he sheathed the sword, wielded the Frost Battle Halberd, and executed expansive and powerful moves, with the Shaoyang Sword hidden under the Battle Halberd, striking unexpectedly.
Chen Qingyan slightly nodded and indifferently remarked, "That will do."
"When you leave this place, you may also be safe, but remember, Fourth Layer Heaven martial artists have started to condense their own Primordial Spirits, not just relying on mere strength. When you encounter such opponents, be careful that your Primordial Spirit’s Sword Control is detected."
"So, most martial artists below the Fourth Layer Heaven will find it difficult to withstand this move?"
"Thank you so much, Aunt Qingyan!"
The Princess, with her back to him, hummed softly, and suddenly, Li Guanyi only saw a cold mist disperse before him, the Princess’s figure transforming into a cold mist, then plunging downwards, vanishing, and leaving the scene.
This method left Li Guanyi in awe.
With this Shaoyang Sword, Li Guanyi, having spent the longest time of any at ten years playing the zither to master the Murong Family’s Absolute Skill, finally had an opportunity to use his martial skills, deeply fascinated, continuously commanding the Shaoyang Sword to fly around within ten feet of himself.
Suddenly, the Shaoyang Sword paused in its glimmering trail and descended.
Li Guanyi stepped forward, changing his movement technique, and firmly caught this needle sword.