“Well…” The treasury keeper fell into thought.
“Since it’s putting Senior in a difficult position, forget it. My request was indeed a bit excessive,” Lin Yun said with a dry laugh.
“By the rules, it’s definitely not allowed, but you’re a good lad, so I’ll let you give it a little try. As long as I don’t say anything, no one will know,” the keeper said.
“Senior agrees? Thank you, Senior!” Lin Yun beamed, quickly expressing his gratitude.
The keeper personally took down the Heaven’s Path-level sword for Lin Yun.
“Lad, don’t unleash too much power. The third floor of this treasury holds the empire’s most precious treasures. If the power spills out and causes damage, it’ll be quite troublesome,” the keeper cautioned.
“I understand. I’ll test it over there in the open space!” Lin Yun said with a smile.
“Alright, go test it.” Only then did the keeper hand the Heaven’s Path-level sword to Lin Yun.
The sword was entirely purple, its blade shimmering with a cold gleam.
The first sensation upon holding it: heavy!
Though the sword was only a metre long, it weighed at least ten thousand jin.
That meant the material used to forge this weapon must have an astonishingly high density!
Holding the Heaven’s Path-level sword, Lin Yun walked to the nearby open space and infused it with his inner energy to activate it.
Buzz!
The sword instantly burst into dazzling light, a terrifying energy brewing within it.
“It’s indeed vastly different from a Saint Spirit-level weapon!”
Though Lin Yun hadn’t fully unleashed its power, he could already feel the difference.
The old man approached and said, “This Zijon Sword is made from the incredibly rare Eternal Origin Stone. It took a thousand years to forge and nurture, and Emperor Huoyun personally imbued it with his insights into the way of the sword, making it exceptionally powerful! Beyond its inherent strength, it has another trait: its potential for growth.”
“Growth? Senior, what does that mean?” Lin Yun asked, puzzled.
“Exactly what it sounds like. It can absorb certain rare materials and continue to improve. You can also nurture it with your divine sense over time, allowing it to gradually evolve. After countless years of nurturing, it has a chance to become an Origin-level weapon,” the old man explained.
“Origin-level weapon?” The term was completely unfamiliar to Lin Yun.
“You haven’t heard of it? Origin-level weapons are above Heaven’s Path-level. However, weapons of that rank can’t be crafted—they can only be achieved through nurturing and evolving with rare materials,” the old man said.
“So, the strongest weapons that can be forged are Heaven’s Path-level, but some Heaven’s Path-level weapons, after extensive nurturing and evolution, might reach a new tier, and that tier is called Origin-level? Is that what you mean, Senior?” Lin Yun asked.
“Yes, you’ve understood it perfectly,” the old man said, stroking his beard with a smile.
He continued with a grin, “But not all Heaven’s Path-level weapons can be nurtured into Origin-level ones. It’s incredibly difficult, and very few succeed. However, if it does evolve into an Origin-level weapon, it gains the power to destroy heavens and earth. The weapon Emperor Huoyun wields is Origin-level.”
“There’s one more thing: Origin-level weapons develop sentience and bond with their master. Only the one who nurtured it to that level can use it. If others try, they’ll face a backlash.”
“That’s why Origin-level weapons are even rarer—they can’t be passed down. If you want one in the future, you’ll have to nurture it yourself; you can’t use someone else’s,” the old man added.
“Alright, then I’ll take this Zijon Sword,” Lin Yun decided firmly.
A fine horse deserves a fine saddle.
Since Lin Yun was using a sword technique as advanced as the *Shadow Sword Technique*, his sword naturally had to match it!
He believed a Heaven’s Path-level weapon would surely be powerful enough!
What’s more, its growth potential meant Lin Yun could one day nurture it into an Origin-level weapon!
As for the Heaven’s Path-level body-refining technique he also desired, there was plenty of time ahead. Lin Yun was confident he’d find a chance to obtain one later and didn’t need to rush.
Besides, his current Saint Spirit-level body-refining technique could still be improved and was sufficient for now.
“Choosing a weapon is a good decision. When you use this Heaven’s Path-level weapon in real combat, you’ll see its power. It pairs well with your *Shadow Sword Technique* too,” the old man said with a smile.
“Thank you, Senior, for explaining so much,” Lin Yun said, clasping his fists in gratitude.
Without the old man’s explanations, Lin Yun wouldn’t have known about things like Origin-level weapons.
“No need to be so polite. I only said so much because you’re to my liking,” the old man replied with a kind smile.
Soon, the old man completed the formalities and handed the Zijon Sword to Lin Yun.
“It’s finally mine.” Lin Yun’s eyes burned with excitement as he looked at the Zijon Sword.
“Nurturing a weapon isn’t easy. To raise it to Origin-level typically takes thousands of years at the least, or tens of thousands at most. Many spend their entire lives and vast effort without succeeding. Those with stronger divine sense find it easier to nurture,” the old man said.
“I understand,” Lin Yun nodded.
After a pause, the old man added, “By the way, that Dongguo Lie from earlier—I noticed you didn’t get along with him. You’d best not fall out with him. He’s the son of the current prime minister, and his father and grandfather hold significant power in the court.”
“Thank you for the advice, Senior. I’ll take my leave now.”
Lin Yun clasped his fists once more, then left the third floor of the imperial treasury with the Zijon Sword.
After exiting the treasury, Lin Yun headed straight for the Huoyun encampment.
Since he wouldn’t be staying there anymore, he naturally needed to pack his things and leave.
Huoyun encampment.
When Lin Yun returned to his courtyard, Liang Qing wasn’t back yet, so he waited for her, intending to give her some instructions.
While waiting, Lin Yun took out the Zijon Sword again.
Though it weighed ten thousand jin, Lin Yun could wield it with ease.
“When I get a chance for real combat, I’ll test your power!” Lin Yun said with a smile, staring at the sword in his hands.
Only in actual battle could its true might be revealed.
Next, Lin Yun tried enveloping it with his divine sense, beginning to nurture it.
“Hm? It feels like there’s a trace of life!” Lin Yun exclaimed in surprise.
As he nurtured it with his divine sense, it was as if there were a living presence within the sword.
His task was to slowly nurture and grow that presence.
Then, Lin Yun found some cloth strips, wrapped the sword, and slung it over his back. From the outside, it just looked like he was carrying a sword—no one could tell what kind it was.
This way, Lin Yun could spare some divine sense to nurture it constantly without much effort.
