"Now, the second item."
Yu Xian pats the grey storage bag on his waist, and a golden, shiny sword falls into his hand.
The sword is about four feet long, with a pale golden body and delicate scale patterns on it. When struck by light, it glimmers and glows, revealing itself to be the Golden Scale Sword of the second son of the Lin Family.
The Golden Scale Sword has a certain sentient quality. After seeing the light of day again, it trembles continuously in his hand, seemingly aware that Yu Xian is not its master.
But now it's a masterless sword, even facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, albeit a weak one, it doesn't have the power to resist.
Yu Xian only needs to suppress it with his mana, and the Golden Scale Sword soon regains its calm.
"Its features are too distinctive. If I refine it in the future, I must ensure no one else sees it when I use it.
Otherwise, even if I'm not the killer, I'd become one in the eyes of the cultivators from the Lin Family."
