"I want to see what's so magical about this dagger that can change a person's luck to golden luck."

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were sharp as he scanned the dagger. The more he looked, the deeper the interest in his eyes became.

Suddenly, Zhou Yiqiao's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a hint of arc, his right hand gently stroked his chin, and he murmured softly.

"There is a special aura hidden in this dagger. It seems that it is not just a magic weapon spirit."

Zhou Yiqiao narrowed his eyes, then stretched out two fingertips and gently pressed the scabbard of the dagger.

"Ding!"

When the crisp and pleasant sound of metal collision was heard, Zhou Yiqiao's heart suddenly moved. It was exactly as he had guessed.

Zhou Yiqiao removed his fingers from the scabbard, stared at the dagger in his hand with bright eyes, and muttered to himself.

"It's true! This sound of metal doesn't sound like a dagger at all. It's more like... a sword!"

There was a glint of curiosity and excitement in his eyes. He looked at the dagger in his hand again with great delight.

"Sure enough, the handle of this dagger is obviously much thicker than the blade. It is not the design of a dagger at all!"

"Also, there are two grooves on the handle of this dagger. One of the grooves has the word 'kill' engraved on it, and the other groove has a dagger pattern."

As Zhou Yiqiao spoke, he gestured a few times with the dagger in his hand and quickly confirmed the shape of the dagger.

This dagger was originally supposed to be a long sword. After the blade of the long sword was broken, the remaining part and the hilt became the dagger we have today.

"It seems that in order to break the luck on this dagger, we have to find a way to restore the dagger."

Zhou Yiqiao was just about to put the dagger back into the storage bag, preparing to find an opportunity to study how to restore it in the future, but suddenly he looked at the groove on the handle with the word "kill" engraved on it, and a strange sense of familiarity filled his heart.

He frowned, trying hard to recall, and suddenly realized that the shape of this groove was almost the same as the special jade he obtained in the ghost market in the Netherworld.

Zhou Yiqiao's mind moved, and he immediately took out the jade from his storage bag and compared it with the groove on the dagger handle.

Sure enough, the shape of the jade stone fit the groove perfectly, as if it was born to fill this gap.

He carefully inserted the jade into the groove, and with a "click", the jade fell into it steadily and fit perfectly, as if it had never been separated.

As the jade was embedded, Zhou Yiqiao felt a strange wave coming from the dagger, and then the dagger in front of him began to change slowly.

The dagger, which was originally only half a foot long, began to slowly lengthen at this moment. The originally sharp blade also began to become more slender, gradually revealing the appearance of a dagger.

"This...how is this possible?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the changes in front of him in shock. Even with his experience, he couldn't believe his eyes.

As the dagger changed, a majestic sharpness emanated from the sword, and the white light was dazzling, illuminating the entire room like daylight.

Zhou Yiqiao could clearly feel that this sharp intention was rapidly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was even becoming more pure.

"This dagger... no, it should be called a short sword now."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured to himself.

"It can actually recover on its own, and after recovery, its grade is directly upgraded from a spiritual weapon to an acquired ancient treasure, and it is a top-grade acquired ancient treasure!"

He carefully examined the dagger in his hand, and saw a layer of complicated patterns on the originally simple sword body, like flowing water.

The lines spread out in circles, echoing with the light silver light flowing on the sword, making the whole dagger exquisite yet not ostentatious, and appearing particularly beautiful.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have imagined that in just a few breaths, the original dagger had undergone a drastic transformation.

He held the dagger in his hand and stroked the blade gently. He could clearly feel that as the dagger revived, the huge energy contained in it was growing wildly.

Although this energy still does not obey my command, since this treasure is already in my body, all this is just a matter of time.

“Well, after all, according to what the rough man said, the original body of the dagger has been with the other party for at least two generations, so it will take time to gain its recognition.”

Zhou Yiqiao shook his head and sighed that he was a little greedy. He was in a special situation now. Even if the dagger recognized its master on the spot, it would not be able to change the current situation too much.

He put the dagger back into the storage bag and then pushed the door open and walked out.

Outside the house the sun is shining brightly with a gentle breeze blowing. It is the time when the morning and evening hours intersect.

Zhou Yiqiao opened the door of Qingdan Pavilion, and several servants were already waiting outside the door.

"I've met the shopkeeper."

When the servants saw Zhou Yiqiao, they all bowed and greeted him.

Over the past few months, Zhou Yiqiao, the boss, has been kind to others and has made money through harmony, so everyone respects him very much.

"No need to be so polite."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded, then explained some precautions, and then he became a hands-off boss and walked towards the market town.

Today is the day Zhou Yiqiao has agreed with the old man Sun Yunchang from the Spiritual Herb Shop. He plans to go to the shop in person to get back the batch of spiritual herbs that he had agreed to deliver this month.

Ever since Zhou Yiqiao met Sun Yunchang, he has been intending to purchase medicinal materials from his shop in order to build a good relationship with this person.

The hard work over the past few months has paid off. The relationship between the two has been getting warmer. Sun Yunchang even treats him as a friend regardless of age difference, and from time to time he tells Zhou Yiqiao the rumors he heard from Zoroastrianism.

When Zhou Yiqiao arrived at the spiritual herb shop, Sun Yunchang had been waiting for a long time.

"Haha, Shopkeeper Zhou, you're finally here."

As soon as Sun Yunchang saw Zhou Yiqiao, he greeted him warmly.

"Mr. Sun, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhou Yiqiao bowed in return with a humble attitude.

Sun Yunchang waved his hand kindly.

"No, no, my Lingcao Hall has just opened for business."

As they spoke, the two of them entered the inner room together.

After the two of them sat down, Zhou Yiqiao was the first to joke.

"Why, Mr. Sun, are you so impatient? Is it because you knew I was coming today, so you wanted to show me something good?"

"Oh? I'm that obvious old man?"

Sun Yunchang stroked his beard, a cunning look appearing on his face.

"That's natural. I'm not blind."

"Good good."

Sun Yunchang laughed heartily.

"Manager Zhou, I asked you to come here today to introduce you to a friend."

"Oh? Who could possibly bother you, Mr. Sun, to take so much trouble?"

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Don't worry, Manager Zhou. I'll talk to him in detail when he comes."

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