The cylindrical metallic body got etched with subtle vines, leaves, and flowers like etching all over giving it a more wooden spear look than a metal one.
The spearhead itself became a touch sharper, the edge refining to a keener point. While not dramatically different, it now seemed capable of piercing with greater ease.
Lu Sheng felt a slight change in the spear's weight distribution, making it feel more balanced in his hand. The connection between himself and the weapon felt natural, but not overwhelmingly so - just a hint of resonance with his own.
As the subtle transformation was completed in mere moments, Lu Sheng stared at the spear, his expression morphing from anticipation to disappointment.
