1200 Cutting Corners

"Oh my!" Bai Shien dropped his jaw and flinched when he saw the little nuggets resting on Jiang Fei's palm. He need not ask what it was and immediately knew what it was as the aura of Valium was coming at him, like the heat from a wildfire. 

As the grandmaster of the Snow Mountain Sect, and a man that had lived for more than 200 years, he had seen and done many things. Naturally, he had seen a Godblade, as a matter of fact, he owned one too! The problem was that many Godblades that were in human possession were already processed and forged into weapons for the Namekians. 

Namekians did not have limbs—they walked around like a reversed octopus with tentacles protruding out from their heads. The weapons they used could not be used by humans. It was not meant to be. The best way to describe would be handing a keyboard to a giraffe or an elephant.