"Are you two really going to swallow the entire Martial World?"
Jiangnan Eighteen States, Murong Family.
That seemingly ordinary wooden sword suddenly lit up.
This wooden sword had been here for a long time. Murong Qiushui wanted to use Zither Sound to awaken the Sword Spirit of this wooden sword, but she always failed. The wooden sword just sat there quietly, allowing the wind to blow over it, birds to perch on it, enduring the wind and rain, still and ordinary.
Sometimes, even Murong Qiushui doubted whether the anomaly she saw with the sword before was just a figment of her imagination. Yet, she continued to play the zither daily, using her family's Cultivation Technique to attempt to catalyze the sword, but to no avail.
