"My Azure Edge was indeed a lower-grade Golden Core Spiritual Treasure in the past, my Lifebound Spirit Treasure, yet as my Cultivation Realm plummeted, it has now degraded to a lower-grade Foundation Establishment Spiritual Treasure and is not worth much. Taking it would be of little use to you."
"How about it?"
"You should have heard of my reputation as a scholar; I have never broken my word."
"Heh."
The corners of the Barefoot Immortal's mouth curled up, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. "You've been sitting on the cliff edge of Wentiangfang Market for a few years now. I really hadn't expected you to be the once top-ranked Sword Cultivator of Da Xia."
"The White-clothed Sword Cultivator, I have indeed heard of your name, chased and hunted like a homeless dog for months on end. I thought you were long dead by now, yet here you are, still clinging on to life."
"If I were to capture you alive and deliver you to the Zhang Family, that would be quite an opportunity."