Chu Zhiyuan appeared shaken, quickly putting the Golden Sword into his sleeve and letting out a sigh of relief: "That was close!"
He looked up at the sky, shook his head and said, "My Giant Spirit Sword is truly gone."
The four elders eyed him thoughtfully.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "You four seniors should also have spirit swords or other spiritual artifacts, why not give it a try? This altar indeed holds many mysteries."
The round-faced elder said gruffly, "Do you think spiritual artifacts can be obtained just by wishing for them?!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled without saying anything.
The round-faced elder snorted, "You must be quite favored in the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Chu Zhiyuan replied, "This sword was acquired by myself, it's not from within the sect."
"Extraordinary encounter?"
"Yes."
"Your luck is truly exceptional!" The round-faced elder was displeased.
