Invincible Soul Emperor

Chapter 464: Superior True Weapon

"Brat, stop right there," Elder Yang called out after his initial surprise.

Ye Qingchen halted, puzzled, and turned to look at Elder Yang.

Could it be that this old man feels bad if I don’t cause him trouble?

But when Ye Qingchen saw the astonished look in Elder Yang’s eyes, he rejected the thought. After all, no matter how you look at it, Elder Yang seems to be the masochistic type.

In a flash, Elder Yang appeared before Ye Qingchen. His eyes shone as he gazed at the mysterious sword on Ye Qingchen’s shoulder, and he asked excitedly, "Brat, where did you get this sword?"

Ye Qingchen pursed his lips. This mysterious sword has already made me a sucker once. Now that Elder Yang has brought it up, it’s like rubbing salt in a wound I’d rather forget.

It wasn’t that Ye Qingchen wanted to swagger around with the mysterious sword; the blade was simply too special—it couldn’t be put into his storage ring. He had no choice but to carry it all the way back. He couldn’t just throw it away; after all, it had cost him 80,000 contribution points.

Seeing that Ye Qingchen didn’t answer, Elder Yang’s voice grew louder. "Brat, I’m asking you, where did this sword come from!"

Ye Qingchen noted Elder Yang’s anxious expression, which didn’t look like he was trying to mock him. He paused for a moment before replying, "Where else could it have come from? I exchanged it at the Contribution Hall, of course. Did you think I stole it?"

Elder Yang’s gaze sharpened. "The Contribution Hall? There weren’t any contribution points in that Divine Wood Order. How did you exchange for anything?"

When Ye Qingchen heard Elder Yang admit it so shamelessly, he flared up in anger. "So you *knew* there were no contribution points in that Divine Wood Order? Then why did you tell me, ’Go on, the contribution points in this Divine Wood Order are enough for you to pick any treasure you fancy’? Good grief! When I got to the Contribution Hall and made my choice, the administrator there nearly had me arrested and sent to the Enforcement Department for causing trouble! And you still have the nerve to bring this up?"

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Elder Yang’s face, but he pressed on anxiously, "This isn’t the time for that. Tell me, how many contribution points did you spend on this sword? And where did you get them?"

Ye Qingchen pursed his lips. This Elder Yang is not only unreliable, but he also loves to shift the blame. He just dodged my question by saying, "This isn’t the time for that."

However, Ye Qingchen could also sense how seriously Elder Yang was treating the matter, so he answered, "It cost 80,000 contribution points. I had to trade several hundred Spirit Pills and dozens of Martial Technique manuals for them. What? Are you going to reimburse me?"

Elder Yang roared with laughter. "Just 80,000 contribution points for this sword? You hit the jackpot, kid!"

Ye Qingchen shot Elder Yang an irritated look. If you want to call me a sucker, just say it. Don’t tell me I’ve "hit the jackpot."

Besides, I heard this mysterious sword had been in the Contribution Hall for quite some time, always priced at 80,000 contribution points. As the Dean of the Divine Wood Academy, how could Elder Yang not know about this sword?

After all, many people had bought this sword only to return it for half the price. It was rather infamous in the Contribution Hall.

In fact, Ye Qingchen had truly misjudged Elder Yang. The Divine Wood Academy hadn’t enrolled new disciples in a very long time, and given Elder Yang’s lazy nature, he certainly wouldn’t have gone down the mountain to inquire about such trivial matters. Furthermore, from Elder Yang’s lofty perspective, he considered everything in the academy’s Contribution Hall to be junk. Why would he bother to check what treasures were being sold there?

This was also why Elder Yang had been so astonished when he first laid eyes on the mysterious sword.

Elder Yang paid no mind to Ye Qingchen’s glare. Laughing heartily, he snatched the mysterious sword from Ye Qingchen’s shoulder. He examined it from top to bottom, clucking his tongue in admiration. "It’s true what they say about a fool’s luck! You lucky brat, you’ve really stumbled upon a treasure this time."

Ye Qingchen grew curious. Judging by Elder Yang’s expression, he doesn’t seem to be joking. But so many people have appraised this mysterious sword and found nothing unusual. Why would he say I’ve found a treasure?

Seeing Ye Qingchen’s confused expression, Elder Yang sighed. "You, you... Just look at your face. I can tell you haven’t discovered this treasure’s unique quality. If I told you this was a superior-grade True Weapon, would you still think you were a sucker?"

"What? A superior-grade True Weapon? Impossible! If it were, how could so many people fail to recognize it? How could it end up in my hands?" Ye Qingchen was astonished for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly.

The weapons on the continent were graded from lowest to highest quality: Spiritual Artifacts, Treasure Weapons, and True Weapons. Each of these tiers was further subdivided into low-grade, mid-grade, and superior-grade. In other words, a superior-grade True Weapon was one of the most powerful weapons on the entire continent!

How could others possibly fail to recognize such a valuable treasure? This was especially true for the Contribution Hall, which had everything, including dedicated Treasure Appraisers. They must have appraised this mysterious sword countless times, yet their verdict was always the same: its material was very special and incredibly hard.

Facing Ye Qingchen’s skepticism, Elder Yang snorted coldly. "What do they know about real treasures? To think something like this would appear in the Contribution Hall... Alas, what a miscalculation on my part." As he spoke, Elder Yang’s eyes kept darting toward Ye Qingchen. This brat is my disciple now. It would be too embarrassing to ask him for it. Forget it, I’ll let the little rascal keep it.

Ye Qingchen still couldn’t believe the mysterious sword was a superior-grade True Weapon. "But Elder Yang, I already tested it on the way here. The sword doesn’t amplify Spiritual Energy at all. Other than being incredibly hard, I can’t see anything special about it."

Elder Yang sighed. "This is a *damaged* superior-grade True Weapon. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have gotten it so cheaply, you brat."

Ye Qingchen pursed his lips. "So what if it’s a superior-grade True Weapon? What’s the use if it’s damaged? If it can’t amplify Spiritual Energy, it’s less useful than a Spiritual Artifact."

"Idiot!" Elder Yang couldn’t resist rapping Ye Qingchen on the head. "What do you know! If it were completely and irreparably damaged, I wouldn’t be this astonished. I have a way to restore it. Then it will be able to display the true power of a superior-grade True Weapon!"

"Teacher, you have a way to restore it!" Ye Qingchen gasped, his breathing growing heavy upon hearing Elder Yang’s words.