Chu Huaixu listened to Li Chunsong's words and felt his head buzzing.
Ordinary black wood, not using any artifact refining methods, just because the Dao Ancestor carried it around with him since he was a Little Daoist, and then it became a Super Grade Spiritual Artifact?
Seeing his shocked expression, Li Chunsong was very satisfied, which was exactly the effect he wanted.
"People often say that rotten wood can't be carved."
"But the Dao Ancestor, after all, was extraordinary."
"The black wood used for this sword scabbard is only ten years old, not even a hundred."
"Such a mundane material is vastly different from the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures used to refine spiritual artifacts."
"Yet, it somehow became a Super Grade Spiritual Artifact."
At this point, the high-ups in the Daoist Sect began their "daily sword ridicule" again.
