Chapter 297 — Heaven-Bestowed Divine Edge
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Shen Mu took the broken sword from his Taotie Pouch. This broken sword too had come from the Golden Palace of Loulan; because Si Yunxiang had seen that the blade was broken, she had not extorted this one as well.
Holding the unknown metal in one hand and the broken sword in the other, Shen Mu made to compare them—when suddenly, with a ringing zheng, the broken sword and the lump of unknown metal drew toward each other and clashed together!
This turn of events was beyond Shen Mu's expectations. The broken sword blazed with light, and golden radiance streamed from the fist-sized lump of metal as well, as though streams of swords flew through the air, circling in great rings that enclosed Shen Mu at their center. The dazzling colors lit the Directorate Foundry through and through, and the radiance shot out through its doors and windows, exceedingly brilliant!
Ding, ding, ding—the sound came without cease. The light given off by the metal circled ring after ring and clashed against the broken sword's edge, and each impact numbed Shen Mu's arm.
How many times the light from the metal struck, no one could count. Suddenly the lump of metal fell to the ground, and with a clatter it crumbled to ash and scattered everywhere.
But the broken sword in Shen Mu's hand shone resplendent—how could it still be called a broken sword?
This broken sword had absorbed the metal essence of that lump, grown out a blade, and been made new!
Upon the sword body, strange patterns like dragons and like serpents writhed. The patterns brightened, then dimmed again, but Shen Mu had still seen the two words the patterns formed.
"Wuyou!"