บท 241: 241 Golden Court Cave-Heaven (Third update, request for monthly votes)

In the courtyard, Gu Yang was sitting on the ground, his hands clutching the Phoenix Feather Knife, continuously infusing it with mana.

Refining a peerless divine weapon, the first step was to erase the traces of previous owners that were left within it.

The previous owner of the Phoenix Feather Knife had been dead for many years, and given that the Phoenix Feather Knife had been sealed for over a century, the imprint left by its former owner was removed without too much effort.

Next, he must leave his own imprint within the blade.

There was no quick way to accomplish this; it required ceaselessly channeling mana and nurturing the blade slowly over time.

The blue bird flew over from somewhere and perched on his shoulder. Its dark, shining little eyes stared at the Phoenix Feather Knife, and it spoke in surprise, "Master, there is your aura on this blade."