Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave Chapter 447 I Believe In Zen Too (Part Two)

A sword that wouldn't rust wasn't sure to be the best, but a rusty sword was definitely not a good
choice.

However, here, the strongest swordsman among the young generation of the Cloud Sect was using a
rusty sword. It was hard for the disciples of the Cloud Sect to accept this. They had great expectation
for the sword.

Rocher was unaware of what was being discussed among the crowds at the moment. He slowly lifted
the rusty sword and pointed it at the ground. "This sword is called the 'Blood-corroding Sword'." He
slowly said, "The red spots on the blade are not rust spots, though they look like them. They're droplets
of blood!"

Zen was a little astonished on hearing Rocher's words. The disciples who were mocking the fact that
what Rocher was flashing was only a rusty sword also received a shock.

But whose blood would remain so fresh even after thousands of years?

Generally speaking, if the blood from a common human had splashed on the sword, it would have
become dry immediately and formed some blood spots. But after a period of time, the spots would fade
and gradually disappear. No human blood stains would last for over three years.

But the stains on Rocher's Blood-corroding Sword had lasted for thousands of years! Was it the blood
from some legendary beast?

"How can blood remain fresh for so long?" Zen was also very curious. There was a feeling inside him
that the blood could emit some magical power.

Rocher shook his head and replied, "I don't know. But this Blood-corroding Sword has helped me a lot
in comprehending the sword philosophy. It also has its own soul that connects with mine. I am telling



you this as the courtesy a fellow swordsman shows to another."

Zen smiled. Rocher was an interesting person, and polite too! Zen also took out his sword from the
space ring. With a tinkling sound, the Streamer Sword was drawn out from its sheath.

"My sword is named 'Streamer Sword'. It's a low-grade fairy weapon. The body of the sword was made
by Chase," he told his opponent slowly.

"It was made by Chase?" Rocher asked curiously.

As a swordsman, Rocher was interested in all kinds of swords. The last time that Zen had taken out
this sword in battle, Rocher had curiously felt that it was somewhat familiar, as it was almost the same
one he had seen at the second floor of the Weapon Pavilion. Several unfinished swords made by
Chase were placed there.

But he clearly remembered that the swords he had seen hadn't been condensed yet, so he was
thinking whether he could have been wrong.

But when he heard that the Streamer Sword was also made by Chase, Rocher was sure that it was the
same one he had seen at the second floor of the Weapon Pavilion.

But that sword hadn't been condensed, how could it suddenly become a fairy weapon?

To clear his doubts, Rocher immediately blurted out, "If I remember correctly, this sword was one of the
three weapons that Chase had refined before he died. But it was only an unfinished work as he hadn't
managed to condense it yet. I wonder who helped you in finishing the final condensation process."

To Rocher's knowledge, the three great weapon refiners who were still alive did not have the ability to
condense a fairy weapon of this grade. He was asking this out of curiosity. He then added, "I am only a



little curious to know which master is able to refine a fairy weapon and helped Chase finish his work
after Chase died. If you don't want to comment, or are not allowed to, you can stay silent."

Generally, a weapon refiner was more familiar with the weapon that he had refined himself. And it was
easier for him to infuse his comprehension of the Heavenly Law into the weapon in the condensation
process.

If someone other than the refiner himself wanted to condense an unfinished sword of Chase into a fairy
weapon, it would have been very difficult.

At least no one in the Eastern Region could have accomplished it.

Hearing Rocher's question, all the disciples were also very curious to know the answer. It seemed that
there was a story hidden behind the sword. As the disciples of the Cloud Sect, they more or less knew
about the legend of Chase. And quite a lot of people knew that Chase had left this piece of his work
unfinished before his death.

They were also itching to know the answer.

"Haha! I can tell you. This sword was condensed on the Quenching Peak by me," Zen answered
honestly after thinking for a while. Rocher had been frank with him, so he didn't want to hide anything
from him. Moreover, Zen had no qualms about letting everyone know this. Since he had chosen to
attend the All Peaks Competition, he was going to gain a lot more influence and fame now. As long as
he gained enough influence, several of his problems were going to be automatically solved, like Aura,
Yan, and some of his own problems.

"You condensed it all by yourself? At the Quenching Peak?" Rocher was deeply surprised and his
pupils narrowed.



Zen nodded. "To put it more precisely, I used the weapon refining smelter of the Quenching Peak to
condense it."

Hearing this, the crowd burst into an uproar.

"Oh boy! Did I mishear? Zen condensed a fairy weapon by himself! Has he already reached the level of
a weapon refining master?"

"Come on! A weapon refining master? That gets on my nerves now. Can't you ever stop
exaggerating?"

"He must be bragging unreasonably about this. Any person's energy has got limits. He would have had
to practice martial arts to reach such extraordinary level of fighting. Is it really possible for him to
condense a fairy weapon at the same time?"

"But this is not something easy to brag about. Anyone can find out. There are so many disciples in the
Quenching Peak. If it is a lie, they would expose it immediately. Zen has no reason to tell such a stupid
lie."

Hearing this, Kenneth exhaled deeply. He glanced at Elder Xu who was sitting next to him.

Getting his message even without him saying anything, Elder Xu nodded and said, "I will send
someone to the Quenching Peak to confirm it."

Weapon refining masters were also very important to the Cloud Sect. No wonder that Kenneth was
attaching such great importance to the matter.

"Do it immediately. Then get news to me as quickly as possible. But I don't think the result really
matters." Kenneth heaved a sigh and shook his head.



Elder Xu asked, "Do you believe Zen's words that he condensed the sword himself?"

"What do you think?" Kenneth asked back.

"I believe him." Elder Xu replied with a smile.

Kenneth pointed his fingers at Elder Xu. He didn't know what to say about Zen's talents that he had
shown along the way. He finally replied, "I believe in Zen, too. He has already given me a lot of
surprises. Forget about the claim that he can refine a fairy weapon himself. Even if he claims that he is
the reincarnation of an immortal, I will also believe it."

There was probably not a single other soul in Cloud Sect who could get such a comment from Kenneth.


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