The Green Duckweed Sword was three feet and six inches long, entirely dark with a green lotus decoration carved at its hilt.
The Thunder Punishment Sword was three feet and eight inches long, its blade shimmering enough to see one's reflection, adorned at the hilt with a golden lion's teeth embossed design that looked powerful and domineering.
Well, or perhaps another word, flashy.
Even though it was a Tenth Rank Immortal Sword, it had been discarded in the storage room where nobody paid attention to it, piled up with brooms and other things as if it were just firewood.
Finding the dust-covered Thunder Punishment Sword in a corner, An Zhisu picked it up, drew a few sword flowers in the air, and wiped the hilt with a handkerchief before handing it to Ling Yunpo and said,
"Here, want to give it a try? If you can successfully refine it, we won't need to go to the Sword Pool to get a second sword."
Ling Yunpo took the Flying Sword, trying to connect his Qi to it.