Inside Qingfeng Temple.
Lin Hui examined the newly evolved steel sword in his hand. More precisely, it was labeled as a "special composite steel sword." The description on the Blood Seal now read:
'Special Composite Steel Sword—Forged and perfected from the materials of a special Stellar Battleship. Its hardness can withstand the rigors of conventional interstellar travel without damage. 3 evolutionary branches available.'
'Huh? It can evolve further?'
Out of idle curiosity, Lin Hui quickly tapped to take a look.
'1—Interstellar Battle Sword.'
'2—Sub-Vacuum Black Scale Sword.'
'3—Original Immortal Sword.'
'Alright, alright... Just from the names, I can tell these are evolutions I can't afford.'
Lin Hui casually opened one to check. As expected, the minimum requirement started at fifty years...
'In those fifty years, I could probably strengthen my Cultivation Technique to an unimaginable level.'
He picked up the Ruyi Sword and gave it a casual swing.
SWISH.
