Yang Xiao took another careful look at the runes on the sword, indeed similar to those on that mysterious black bottle. Although he couldn't understand them, he could still feel their presence.
He had once heard from Gu Bo of the Genetic Store that their planet had alchemy masters capable of crafting mysterious weapons and equipment. It seems that this sword and that black bottle must have both been the work of an alchemy master.
But why had the entire spaceship melted, yet this sword remained unmelted?
Yang Xiao, holding the Longsword, approached a large boulder and struck down with the sword.
The blade shone brightly as it cut through the rock as easily as slicing through tofu, cleaving the hard boulder in two. Looking at the cut surface of the rock, it was smooth as glass.
"Awesome job, brother Yang Xiao!"
The chimpanzee caressed the smooth cut surface of the rock, showing a hint of awe towards the sword in Yang Xiao's hands.
