After leaving the training ground, Pei Jinye returned to his room to begin refining the silver-white small sword.
He glanced at his Vitality attributes.
[Vitality Value]: 13-20.6;
Damn!
Pei Jinye cursed under his breath.
The consumption for refining this little sword was simply too great.
Luckily the upper limit hadn't decreased.
Otherwise, Pei Jinye would have felt he was at a major loss.
An hour later.
Pei Jinye finished refining, exhaustedly collapsed on the bed, looking at the silver-white small sword in his hand, his eyes deep with emotion, "Brother, I've fed you my blood for two days now, as a sword, you should be content."
He bitterly smiled and took out one of the only two remaining Blood Spirit Fruits from his stash, chewing it voraciously.
In the last two days, he had taken down some big figures.
Yang Qingdan hailed from a distinguished background.
In comparison, the strong ones from Da Peng City were indeed earthy.
