22 Ten Thousand Blades Hilt

'Hmm… I seem to have seen that weird hilt somewhere,' Xia Feng Zi thought with a hand on her chin.

'… Why is it here? How? This…' When the hilt had come into Bei Ling sight, many thoughts formed in her head that she stood still without saying anything after she answered her disciple's question.

Both master and disciple got draw in their own ponder; however, Bei Ling didn't reach a conclusive answer to any of her wonders while Xia Feng Zi after going through her memories remembered.

"Ah," she hit her left palm with a barely made fist (she had her smoking pipe between her index, middle and thumb right fingers), "I remember," she said with surprise before getting mixed feelings, "It can't be… the weapon ranked 24 in the One Hundred All Rank Weapon List, the Ten Thousand Blades Hilt, right, Master?" She turned to her master with twitching lips; if having found the Aurora Borealis Godly Crystals wasn't enough for her to regret it, she had stumbled upon a bigger hot potato.

"Um?

"Master…"

As Xia Feng Zi had lowered her voice because of her vexation, the sill immersed in her ponder, Bei Ling, didn't come out of her mind.

"… MASTER!"

"Mnh?" Though Bei Ling was startled, she turned with her nonchalant expression and with eyes that said, 'What is it?'

"Ten Thousand Blades Hilt?" Xia Feng Zi pointed towards the floating hilt with her dark blue long stem smoking pipe.

"Ahh, yes," Bei Ling nodded as she turned to see it.

"Really? The one ranked 24 in the One Hundred All Rank Weapon List?"

"….. If its holder has an above average compatibility with it, it can be ranked higher…"

"…

"Okay, let's go back. Suuu~" Xia Feng Zi said while turning around; she was totally fed up of this situation.

"Hold on, you have to take it," Bei Ling said as a matter of course.