Sword Resonance

Long Chen's heart raced as he continued to gaze upon the mesmerizing sword in his grip. Its blade, a fusion of silver and gold, seemed to radiate a resplendent aura that left him utterly enchanted. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable connection with the sword, as if they were destined to be together.

The blade, forged from the precious amalgamation of silver and gold, boasted a sharpness that was as breathtaking as its appearance. With a mere touch, he could sense its cutting edge, a promise of unparalleled precision and might.

The balance of the sword was perfection incarnate, defying the expectations of its extraordinary materials. It felt like an extension of himself, an entity that responded to his every command with grace and finesse.

The hilt was a work of art in its own right, wrapped in supple leather adorned with intricate silver and gold motifs that resembled the scales and claws of a dragon. It was not just a handle; it was a symbol of power and majesty, a testament to the meticulous craftsmanship that had birthed this masterpiece.

As his fingers traced the guard and pommel, he marvelled at their intricate detailing, resembling the fearsome claws and scales of a dragon. These components were not merely for protection; they were a declaration of the sword's mythical lineage.

The blade, curved like the tail of a dragon in flight, exuded an aura of elegance and power. It was not just a weapon; it was a work of art, a testament to the fusion of martial tradition and artistic creativity.

Even in its extravagant splendour, the sword demanded care and attention. It required regular maintenance to preserve its dazzling silver-gold finish and razor-sharp edge. To own such a sword was to embrace a lifelong commitment to its upkeep.

But beyond its material and aesthetic qualities, this sword carried a profound symbolism. Shaped like a dragon, it embodied the ancient ideals of power, protection, and mythical prowess. It was more than a weapon; it was a symbol of heroism and legend.

As he stood there, the sword firmly in his grasp, he examined the sword. "Not too heavy, not too light. It's perfect" Long Chen said to himself.

As he was examining it, he notice something different about the sword.

"Sword soul" Long Chen muttered inwardly.

Sword soul is a special and rare occasion where a sword develops it own consciousness. Sword soul have many benefit as it improves the quality of the sword, makes the connection between the sword and the wielder more stronger therefore making the sword perfectly fit the owner.

The sword soul is in hibernation and it gives out a weak soul powers that it was almost negligible.

The fact that the sword possesses a sword soul means there is a chance it could be awakened. And since it feeds on energy, that should be the key to unlocking its sword soul" Long Chen said to himself inwardly. The more he thinks of the sword's potential a smile creeps on his face.

"I will take it" Long Chen said as he turned to the attendant who had a respectful expression.

"How much does it cost?" Long Chen asked.

"We respect the owner of the sword who wants it to be given freely to the person the sword chose, but as compensation for the countless loss of life the store had suffered, we offered 300,000 spirit stones." The attendant said with a professional smile.

"300,000 spirit stone is not too much for a sword with a sword soul. It's a good bargain" Long Chen thought.

"How would you like to pay sir?" The attendant asked.

"With this" Long Chen said as he passed him the black market card where his wealth is stored.

"I will be back in a minute sir" the attendant said as he hurriedly left to exchange the money.

As the attendant left, Long Chen continued to trace the strange patterns on the sword with his fingers as he looked at it in awe. On the hilt, a strange symbol that Long Chen could not comprehend. "When I get home, I will study the sword more"

In his past life, he also owned a sword with a sword spirit but it had been lost for a thousand years.

When the attendant returned with the exchanged spirit stones, Long Chen completed the transaction with a nod of satisfaction. The sword, now officially his, felt like destiny fulfilled. He couldn't wait to explore its hidden potential and unlock the dormant sword soul.

The sword was packaged in a mysterious black sheath and gently placed in a wooded box.

Long Chen did not intend to go home straight, under the disguise of a cloak he headed toward a famous pill pavilion.

As Long Che got closer, he could scent the intoxicating fragrance of a pill. A 9-storey pagoda stood with a bold name written on it 'mystic Elixirs Store'. The strong fragrance fills the air, and inexplicably Long Chen feels calm .

The reason for Long Chen coming here is to get pills for his cultivation. In a small empire like this, they will not have the rare pills Flux Fire needs for the pill. So instead, Long Chen entrusted the task to the jade dragon auction house. With their wide network of business with other empires, it will be easy to find the herbs.