It's nothing more than some gold and silver, the Yang Family doesn't lack that bit.
If the solid hard rod is kept, reforging it into the fourth grade would make it even heavier.
If Meng Chuan cannot handle it, replace it with the Spirit Wood Wax Rod, which is more flexible but limited in destructive power.
"Alright."
Meng Chuan laid Ying Zhao flat on his palm, hoisting it without a tremor in his arm, then tossed it upward a couple of times, still stable as a mountain, leaving Yang Zhaoxing stunned.
Such great strength...
Meng Chuan pressed his lips together; he felt it was still a bit too light.
But without being overconfident, he decided to try out a set of [Mad Demon Staff Technique].
"I'll practice up in the sky so as not to damage the senior's flowers and plants."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Chuan's figure leaped upwards, rising until he shone alongside the moon.
The silhouette of the polearm beneath the crescent moon filled Yang Yuelian's eyes deeply...
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