Three days later, on an early morning outside the gates of Divine Weapon Pavilion...
"The weapon has been mended," Ji Lingchen announced, handing a long sword wrapped in black silk to Lu Xuan.
"So soon?" Lu Xuan, a connoisseur of swords, was slightly surprised as he took it. Weighing the weapon, he instantly recognized the meticulous craftsmanship that had restored the mystical blade to perfection.
Wan Zhucang had indeed taken great care in reforging the Phoenix Blood Sword.
"Thank you," Lu Xuan expressed, skillfully performing a spell to tuck the Phoenix Blood Sword into his sleeve.
Ji Lingchen dismissed the thanks with a wave of his hand and inquired, "Where are you planning to go next?"
Lu Xuan pondered for a moment, "To Sancai Academy, perhaps. There's a celebration happening there soon. A visit seems fitting."
