Qin Yu turned his head to look at the axe, only to see it covered in rust with not a trace of Spiritual Energy on it.
Qin Yu furrowed his brow, "Sect Master Chu, is this broken axe about to fall apart? Why keep it in the storeroom?"
"Alliance Hierarch Qin, to be honest, I don't quite understand why either. This axe has been lying here since the day our Shanyang Sect was founded.
The first Sect Leader of the Shanyang Sect decreed that no one should remove it from the storeroom, claiming it was waiting for someone predestined.
Yet, so many years have passed, the axe has rusted to this state, and no such person has appeared."
"Someone predestined? It's clearly just an ordinary axe. Perhaps your first-generation Sect Master was talking in his cups, eh?"
Qin Yu gently shook his head, lifted his foot, and kicked towards the huge axe, intending to break it!
