"Senior, are you Master Kaihong?"
With the question burning in his heart, Chu Feng first performed a grand bow before speaking up to ask.
Whoosh—
However, the elderly man did not answer Chu Feng's question. Instead, with a sweep of his wide sleeve, light flickered behind him, and a grand formation materialized.
This formation possessed extraordinary defensive power, yet it was transparent, allowing Chu Feng and the other two to clearly see what was inside.
Inside the formation, three weapons were displayed.
The first was a precious sword. It measured seven chi in length and five cun in width, its entire body red — though not a bloody red, but rather as if forged from brilliant gemstone.
The gemstone was quite unique, bearing feather-like patterns that were resplendent and beautiful.
Though it appeared to be made of gemstone, the sword was not only tough but razor-sharp. Even with the formation acting as a barrier, a powerful aura surged outward — domineering and supreme.
An Ancestor Armament. Not only was this an Ancestor Armament, it was one of extraordinarily high quality — in fact, its quality surpassed even Chu Feng's Blade of the Gale.
And the Blade of the Gale was already considered a supreme-grade Ancestor Armament. One could only imagine how remarkable this Ancestor Armament's quality must be.
This supreme-grade Ancestor Armament rested upon an exquisite stone pedestal, upon which several large characters were carved: Sword of Phoenix Feathers!!!
The second weapon was a large blade roughly a meter in length. To be precise, it more closely resembled a kitchen cleaver.
Its material appeared to be nothing more than ordinary steel, and its shape resembled an enlarged version of a common kitchen knife.
Though the weapon's appearance was utterly unremarkable, all three of them — Chu Feng included — could tell that it too was an Ancestor Armament, and one whose quality was in no way inferior to the Blade of the Gale.
"Heh, th-th-this blade here — I like it!" Wang Qiang stared at the cleaver-like weapon, his face alight with excitement, as though he had laid eyes on the very weapon he had always dreamed of.
"That's about the extent of your taste," Zhao Hong said with disdain.
"Wh-what's wrong, wifey? Is there something bad about this weapon I've taken a liking to?" Wang Qiang asked.
"Take a look at its name," Zhao Hong said, pointing at the weapon.
This Ancestor Armament too rested upon an exquisite stone pedestal, and upon it was its name: Vegetable-Cutting Blade.
"What the — wh-what the hell? Such an incredible weapon, and someone gave it such a trashy name?" Wang Qiang's face was covered in dark lines of exasperation.
At that moment, Chu Feng had already turned his gaze toward the third weapon — the final one.
It was a square block of iron — no blade, no discernible shape, not even the aura of an Ancestor Armament.
This was not a weapon at all. At most, it was a weapon that had never been completed.
Yet even this weapon bore a name: Divine Dragon Blood Ruler.
"The Sword of Phoenix Feathers was forged over the course of a thousand years, using Phoenix Feather Stone as its primary material. It is the crowning masterpiece of my lifetime — the supreme among the supreme among Ancestor Armaments."
"The Vegetable-Cutting Blade was pieced together from a variety of strange stones. At first, it was nothing more than a kitchen cleaver I fashioned when I had idle time. But over the years, having grown fond of it and polished it repeatedly, it gradually attained the quality of an Ancestor Armament. Later, I spent a hundred years refining it, and ultimately forged it into a supreme-grade Ancestor Armament."
"The Divine Dragon Blood Ruler originated from a stone upon which Divine Dragon blood had fallen. Though the blood of a Divine Dragon was incomparably precious, the stone it had landed on was merely ordinary. No matter how meticulously I refined it over the years, I was unable to forge it into an Ancestor Armament."
"Yet these three weapons are the ones I have cherished most in my lifetime."
"Within each of these three weapons, I have hidden a secret. Learn that secret, and you will learn of a treasure hoard. However, the quality of those treasures varies."
"The Sword of Phoenix Feathers leads in quality, and the Divine Dragon Blood Ruler ranks last. The three of you shall choose one at a time. Who wishes to go first?" After the elderly man finished speaking, the formation behind him opened a gap, allowing entry.
At that moment, Chu Feng and the others understood that although the elderly man before them appeared lifelike and imposing, he was not a living person — not even a remnant of spiritual consciousness. He was nothing more than a formation left behind by Master Kaihong.
This formation must have been specially configured so that it could speak different words depending on the number of people who arrived.
But what was beyond doubt was that there was a curious coincidence here: the weapons left behind by Master Kaihong — or rather, the so-called treasures — happened to number exactly three.
"Who goes first?" Seeing that none of the three had answered, the elderly man pressed further.