My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

"Clang clang."

"Phew, look, I've only forged five magic swords over the years. I sold two when I was poor and destitute in the early years, and the rest are all here."

The Seventh Master casually tossed a pile of magical artifacts of varying lengths onto the ground. Heaven knows, he hadn't dared to even catch his breath on the way back and forth, fearing that if he delayed too long, the buyers who finally found something to their liking would run away.

Moreover, in order to facilitate this transaction, he not only brought out his most treasured magic sword, but also thoughtfully selected a number of meticulously crafted magical artifacts for Cui Ying.

Cui Ying raised an eyebrow and immediately began selecting items without saying a word.

In her previous life, she majored in swordsmanship and believed she had some understanding of magical weapons like swords.

Back then, she became acquainted with the Qingyue Sword and forged it into her natal sword.

Qingyue followed her through centuries of battles, rising from a mid-grade first-rank magic weapon to a fourth-rank spirit sword.

Now that she has fallen, we don't know what became of her Qingyue.

Cui Ying sighed inwardly. Just as she picked up an ice-blue longsword, her peripheral vision was drawn to another unassuming shortsword.

So, Cui Ying pointed curiously at the ordinary short sword mixed in with various magical artifacts and asked with some doubt:

"Seventh Fellow Daoist, you must have picked up the wrong sword."

This sword has an ancient design, is about two feet three inches long, and is completely black and dull. Not only is the blade dull, but the entire sword does not exude any spiritual energy.

"Oh, you mean it?"

Following the direction Cui Ying pointed, the Seventh Master scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and explained:

“Young friend Cui, you may not know this, but it is no ordinary item. It is called Yao Guang, named after the extraterrestrial star Yao Guang, and it is also the first magic weapon I personally forged.”

"Back then, I was penniless, barely making ends meet each day. I had no extra spirit stones to buy the raw materials for forging magical artifacts. Looking back now, it was probably divine favor that the raw material for forging Lonely Cloud was that star iron that fell from the sky."

At this point, the Seventh Master suddenly became somewhat excited:

"Let me tell you, don't let Yao Guang's appearance fool you, her abilities are top-notch. If you don't believe me, I'll demonstrate for you and you'll see."

Before Cui Ying could agree, the Seventh Master picked up the Yao Guang Sword with great interest. He first rummaged through a pile of magical artifacts and then picked out a golden, knife-shaped artifact.

Finally, with a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right, the Seventh Master shattered the spiritually powerful knife-shaped magical artifact with a single strike, right before Cui Ying's astonished eyes.

"how!?"

Seventh Master looked excited and eagerly looked at Cui Ying opposite him: "Now you believe that I wasn't bragging, right?"

"This short sword is indeed no ordinary item, but Fellow Daoist Qi, may I have the opportunity to try it out?"

Cui Ying nodded in agreement subconsciously, then solemnly took the Yao Guang sword from Seventh Master and habitually performed a sword flourish.

Upon inspection, it was discovered that this sword was indeed forged from extraterrestrial star iron. It felt slightly heavy in the hand, yet it carried an unparalleled agility and overwhelming power when moved.

"good."

Cui Ying withdrew her sword stance, a look of satisfaction mixed with regret on her face: "This Yao Guang sword is indeed much stronger than ordinary magic weapons, but unfortunately, it has no spiritual energy at all, and is only a sword that can be compared with a low-grade first-rank magic weapon."

"Ah, what my young friend Cui said is absolutely right."

Upon hearing Cui Ying's incisive point about the problem, the Seventh Master showed no anger; instead, he continued with great agreement:

"Over the years, some independent cultivators have taken a liking to Yao Guang, but they all eventually gave up the idea. However, Yao Guang was the first magic weapon I crafted, and for me, its sentimental value outweighs its intrinsic worth. If it can't be sold, so be it. It's just a pity about this Golden Sun Blade; it looks good but is useless, unable to even withstand a single strike from Yao Guang."

Perhaps thinking that Cui Ying looked down on the other magical artifacts, the Seventh Master sighed, then muttered rather nonchalantly:

"Looks like I'll have to spend some time rebuilding your furnace when I get back."

"I want!"

Just as Seventh Master was preparing to pack his things and leave, Cui Ying suddenly spoke up, saying decisively:

"I want this Yao Guang Sword. Name your price."

"what?!"

Upon hearing that Cui Ying wanted to buy the Yao Guang Sword, Seventh Master was so surprised he could hardly believe his ears. But he quickly recovered, first excitedly muttering something before hesitantly quoting a price:

“A low-grade first-rank magic weapon on the market costs between five hundred and seven hundred low-grade spirit stones. Since you want to buy it, I can’t cheat you. I’ll give you five hundred spirit stones.”

After saying that, as if afraid that Cui Ying would change her mind, he hurriedly explained with a pained expression:

"Don't be fooled by the fact that the main material for forging the Yao Guang sword was extraterrestrial star iron I scavenged; I also added quite a few valuable ingredients. Although the final Yao Guang sword doesn't quite resemble a magic weapon, and its appearance is somewhat unsatisfactory... this price really can't be lowered any further. I have no intention of profiting from your spirit stones."

"Row."

Cui Ying didn't know how much effort a weapon refiner needed to forge a magic weapon, but she knew all too well how many spirit stones she had used or how many dangerous forbidden areas she had entered in her previous life to improve Qingyue's quality.

Although Cui Ying didn't know why Yao Guang, which incorporated many rare materials and even extraterrestrial star iron, looked so devoid of any spirituality, she was somewhat aware of its high cost.

Therefore, she didn't try to bargain and simply took out all the spirit stones from her storage bag and handed them over.

With the Qingyue Sword from her previous life as a shining example, Cui Ying now finds all other magical artifacts lacking in quality.

Since she and Qingyue were destined to be apart in this life, she might as well take a gamble.

Cui Ying stroked the slightly rough blade of the Yao Guang Sword, feeling its unique mystery, and even felt a sense of anticipation for fighting alongside it in the future.

"Great! Now I won't go hungry until I sell the next magic weapon."

Seeing the uncontrollable affection Cui Ying showed for the Yao Guang sword, Seventh Master couldn't help but sigh:

"Just now, seeing the demeanor of young friend Cui, it is indeed more refined than that of ordinary sword cultivators; it must be due to his profound family background that he has been raised to be such an extraordinary cultivator."

"Well, thanks to your kindness, young friend, I'm now well-off and have plenty of food in my pocket. May I ask if any of your elders are demon hunters?"

"What, Seventh Brother, you also want to hunt demons?"

Cui Ying glanced at him with a smile, probably already guessing what he was going to say next.

Sure enough, the Seventh Master reached out and scratched his hair bun again, making the already messy bun look even messier:

"To be honest, young friend, I saw you sell more than a dozen demon wolf pelts over there just now, so you must be from an ordinary family. I was thinking, could you take me with you next time your elders go demon hunting?"

After saying that, he hurriedly continued:

"Don't worry, young friend. All the monsters we hunt will belong to your family. In addition, I will provide you with information about the monsters!"

He paused, licked his lips, and smiled even more shyly:

"At most, we'll only take one or two things from the monster."