The green light was still there.
The little wooden sword, which had absorbed the Three Yin Candles Blood, now had fine patterns on its body.
One of the marks was very big, it was eye-catching and unique.
Su Jingxing stared at it for a moment and suddenly recalled a general description of spirit swords that he had read online.
The most prominent point was the core of the spirit sword, which was also where its intelligence was.
The mental imprint!
When a spirit sword recognizes someone as its owner, it is recognizing the spirit and soul of the martial artist.
This shows on the sword as an imprint.
There is a fixed position for this imprint. After the martial artist becomes its owner, he would be able to "see" it.
With the help of the big white goose's silvery-white glow, Su Jingxing now saw it too.
The mental imprint on the little wooden sword was completely empty, only some traces were left behind.
