"Master."
Sun Luguo followed his gaze, noticing Kyrian's interest in the weapon.
"Why does that sword seem different from the others?" Kyrian asked, his eyes fixed on the motionless blade.
"It's still a Peak Spiritual Weapon... but it gives off a completely different feeling. There's something about it that I can't identify."
"Oh."
A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face. His eyes shone with pride.
"You noticed."
"That's good." He walked over to the straight sword and carefully lifted it from its stand.
"Most customers don't notice the difference. They see only a sword, beautiful, well-crafted, but nothing special. But you felt something."
He raised it in front of them, the blade gleaming beneath the light.
"This sword has an ability."
Kyrian immediately focused his attention, his eyes locking onto the weapon.
"An ability?" he repeated, his voice filled with interest.
Sun Luguo nodded, his eyes fixed on the blade.
