Ling Tianyu looked at the long sword and grasped it in his hand; it felt extremely light to him, but he wasn't sure about others.
"This sword is named Flying Yuan Sword, give it a try," the man with sword-like eyebrows said with a smile. It was a fine sword, one he had used, even after he had become an Immortal, so it was something of an antique.
After reaching the peak, he had put it away and hadn't used it again. He hoped that the sword could display its former brilliance in Ling Tianyu's hands and that its level wasn't wasted. Mid-level Sixth Realm wasn't low, at least not in the Secular World.
"Ding!"
A crisp sword sound chimed as Ling Tianyu flicked it with his fingers. The blade had few impurities, which was evident from the sound it produced.
