"Let me see that sword!" said Guan Xiu in an unquestionable tone. Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment. Could it be that this sword had a significant history?
"This sword is filled with immense wrathful intent, yet it differs from the aura of great malevolence," observed Guan Xiu, furrowing his brows, while Chu Yi felt his heart in his throat.
If Guan Xiu truly knew the origin of this sword, then his own lies would naturally fall apart without being attacked.
"This Blood Sword is difficult to tame. It seems to possess a Sword Spirit. I have only heard rumors, after all. With my current Cultivation Base, I barely understand anything about Sword Spirits," Chu Yi spoke cautiously.
The corners of Guan Xiu's mouth lifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Sword Spirits do exist, but not every sword can possess one," said Guan Xiu, assuming that Chu Yi was completely ignorant of the matter, and he began to elaborate meticulously.