Liu Bian was left speechless. "What’s the use of me not saying anything? Once the battle starts in ten days, it’ll all be public anyway!"
"Who says I can’t be a First-class Disciple in ten days?" Long Chen glanced at him with a smile and then began to leisurely select a weapon.
Liu Bian stood rooted to the spot, blankly staring at the carefree Long Chen. Did I mishear? In ten days, Long Chen is confident he can become a First-class Disciple? But the condition for promotion is the War Ancestor Realm, and Long Chen is only a War Master! Could he really advance from the War Master Realm to the War Ancestor Realm in just ten days? Between the War Master Realm and the War Ancestor Realm, there’s still the War Maniac Realm! Even the Martial Ancestor’s number one talent, the strongest disciple, Chu Lingjun, couldn’t advance from the War Master Realm to the War Ancestor Realm in a mere ten days! This is completely unrealistic, an utter impossibility!
Suddenly, Liu Bian smacked his forehead. Filled with envy, he ran to Long Chen’s side. "I get it now! Senior Brother Long, you have Second Senior Sister’s protection! Getting the status of a First-class Disciple is too easy, even if it goes against the sect’s rules. After all, who can argue when Second Senior Sister is the daughter of the Human King?"
While choosing a weapon, Long Chen emphasized, "I’ll say it once more. My relationship with Tuoba Jiao is purely one of rivalry."
"Senior Brother Long is absolutely right! I understand! I understand it all!" Liu Bian hurriedly nodded.
Dark lines creased Long Chen’s forehead. He glanced at Liu Bian, shook his head, and decided it wasn’t worth explaining further.
A moment later, Long Chen picked up a Black Blade Sword that was about as tall as a person. He flicked the blade, and it hummed.
"This sword isn’t bad." Long Chen’s eyes lit up.
Liu Bian looked at the sword in Long Chen’s hand and then at their current location. Is this actually the Pseudo-Heaven Soldier Area? It doesn’t even have a Curse Mark? No... it’s not that it doesn’t have one!
He pointed at the base of the Black Sword, speaking with disbelief, "The Curse Mark has been worn off!"
Clearly visible at the base of the sword, where the blade met the hilt, were the small, incomplete remnants of a Curse Mark.
"Young Master, this is a Heavenly Grade sword that has lost its Curse Marks. The hardness of the sword’s body is Heavenly Top-grade," Xia Duoduo’s voice entered Long Chen’s mind. "Due to the lack of Curse Marks, it is now just a Pseudo Heavenly Soldier."
At his side, Liu Bian’s assessment was the same as Xia Duoduo’s.
Weapons with Curse Marks are considered Heavenly Grade weapons. Weapons without Curse Marks are all classified as Earth Grade, Profound Level, Yellow Grade, or Mortal Grade weapons. However, Pseudo Heavenly Soldiers represent weapons that have lost their Curse Marks. Since the blade itself is intact, they are rated as Pseudo-Heaven Grade.
In other words, the hardness of the sword’s body is the same as a Heavenly Grade weapon. It just lacks the Might of the Curse Mark.
"I’ll take this one. It looks quite good," Long Chen said, giving the Black Blade Sword a swing. It felt very natural in his hand.
Liu Bian’s eyelid twitched. "Senior Brother Long, this sword’s Curse Mark is completely worn off. Are you really buying it just because it looks nice?"
"I’m not in the War Ancestor Realm, so what difference does a Curse Mark make to me? As long as it can pierce the Battle qi of someone in the War Ancestor Realm, that’s enough."
As he spoke, Long Chen looked at the small wooden tag hanging from the hilt. "The price is relatively cheap at five million Lower Grade Spirit Stones. Any other Heavenly Grade weapon with Curse Marks, even the cheapest Heavenly Lower-Grade one, would cost at least ten million Lower Grade Spirit Stones. That’s too expensive."
"I’ll buy it for you! Senior Brother Long, you should choose a Heavenly Top-grade weapon with Curse Marks!" Liu Bian pulled out his Storage Bag.
Long Chen shook his head. "Our relationship isn’t at the point where we can give each other gifts, much less a weapon worth tens of millions of Lower Grade Spirit Stones."
Hearing this, Liu Bian wanted to insist, but Long Chen’s attitude was so firm that he reluctantly abandoned the idea.
"Senior Brother Long, your principles are truly admirable!" Liu Bian said, clasping his fists.
Long Chen gave him a meaningful look. If I really accepted his gift, he’d probably demand it back once he found out the truth about my relationship with Tuoba Jiao. He might even get angry and try to cause trouble for me. So, why bother accepting it? Besides, one should not accept unearned rewards.
"Haha, Senior Sister Su, come over here and take a look!"
Suddenly, Zhang Qianyu pointed at the Black Sword in Long Chen’s hand and mocked, "He actually chose a Pseudo Heavenly Soldier! He must be really poor."
"Really?" Su Miaoyu fluttered her beautiful eyes and came over with Gu Hanyue, a gloating expression on her face.