It's one thing for the emperor to keep his collection of knives in the ancestral temple, but Zhao Changhe couldn't understand why his own divine sword was also hidden away. Weapons are meant to be used, not kept as ancestral offerings... What if you need to use it in a time of crisis and it's too late?

But as the world goes higher, there are things that he may not understand at his current level. Besides, whether there is something going on or not, it's not something he, as a "guest," can interfere with. Zhao Changhe didn't pay much attention and followed Cui Yuanyang into the knife room.

Although it's called a knife room, there aren't many knives in it. After all, the Cui family mainly uses swords, and knives are just a side collection. There are a few on the walls and on the racks, roughly around twenty to thirty, all with sheaths, and it's hard to tell if they are good or not.

But Zhao Changhe's eyes were immediately drawn to a long knife lying horizontally on a rack.

The blade is four or five feet long, almost as tall as Cui Yuanyang... extremely wide and thick, with a long handle that can hold both hands. The knife has a sheath, and it's hard to tell what material it's made of, but just by looking at its posture, it feels like it weighs dozens of pounds.

The broadsword from his dream! It actually exists in reality!

Seeing Zhao Changhe staring at the knife, Cui Yuanyang was a little surprised: "Zhao big brother, do you like this one? Isn't it too big and heavy..."

"Um." Zhao Changhe came back to his senses: "Indeed... it's probably not a knife I can handle right now."

Cui Yuanyang heard the implications.

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"Not now" means that this guy is actually considering controlling it in the future... but it also fits Zhao Changhe's personality. The boldness of the crazy sword fits this kind of knife perfectly. Thinking about how he would look walking out with such a knife in the future, it feels like the enemy's legs would go soft just from looking at it. The momentum is too intimidating...

No wonder Zhao big brother likes it.

Cui Yuanyang bit her lip and thought for a moment before whispering: "This is a knife that my father personally beheaded a general of an alien race who made it onto the Earth List. It was a captured knife. I heard that the man was no longer human, and was over ten feet tall... Actually, the knife that the emperor gave and this one are a bit similar. It's a bit smaller and lighter than this one, about four feet long and thirty pounds. It might be more suitable for normal use..."

Zhao Changhe knew that he definitely couldn't take the emperor's knife, but he was still very interested: "What's the name of the knife?"

"It's called Longque, the Great Xia Longque."

"..." Zhao Changhe's expression became a bit strange.

The name is good and powerful. The problem is that this name also exists in his world. Heliu Bobo's Great Xia Longque, but that Great Xia is a bit low. Xia Longyuan, is this a coincidence or something...

Forget it, what does it have to do with me? It's destined that I can't take that knife.

Zhao Changhe's eyes swept over the other knives, knowing that any one of them would be better than his original steel knife, but after seeing the broadsword, looking at these normal knives, they just didn't feel right...

Cui Yuanyang found it funny the way he looked, and said, "You're still a kid at heart, Zhao big brother. You're like seeing a fun toy, and then looking at other toys is no longer interesting..."

In the end, she picked a treasure sword that was similar in shape and weight to Zhao Changhe's original one, and handed it to him, not even bothering to introduce its name: "Use this one for now..."

As she spoke, her eyes flickered towards the direction of the Bronze Hall, biting her lip as she thought about something.

That seems a bit difficult... But if you say that a normal treasure sword can be used forever without being damaged, even Cui Yuanyang herself thinks it's unreliable. It's probably only that kind of..."Have you picked out a good knife?" At the banquet, Zhao Changhe finally saw Cui Wenjing. There was no one else there except for him and his daughter Cui Yuanyang, along with Zhao Changhe. They didn't want others to gossip and comment on Zhao Changhe, so they were being considerate.

When Cui Wenjing saw the new knife at Zhao Changhe's waist, he smiled and said, "I guess it's probably this one, which is similar to the one you used before."

Zhao Changhe clasped his hands and said, "This knife is excellent. I tried it out and it's incredibly sharp. Thank you, senior."

"You deserve it." Cui Wenjing smiled. "You can get more... I know you're not a greedy person. What you want is very clear. It's probably how to solve the problem of the Blood Demon Art's drawbacks and how to expand your meridians and Dantian, so that your internal strength can keep up with your external cultivation."

"That's right! I don't need anything else!" Zhao Changhe was delighted. "Do you have a solution, senior?"

Cui Yuanyang secretly glanced at him. Didn't he still want money?

Cui Wenjing said, "First of all, the problem with the Blood Demon Art is determined by the fundamental of the technique. Since it uses blood and demonic energy, it will naturally lead to the invasion of demonic energy into the brain and body. I can eliminate your demonic energy, but your knife will never be as fierce as before, which means that your current ability will be half crippled. Is it worth it? You have to think about it."

Indeed, Cui Wenjing must have a way, but it couldn't be both ways... Zhao Changhe asked with a headache, "Then the Blood God Art also cultivates blood and demonic energy. Why doesn't it have these drawbacks? Does that mean there is a way to balance it?"

Cui Wenjing sneered, "If the Blood God Art is really that amazing, Xue Canghai wouldn't have been challenged by a nineteen-year-old girl."

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Master Xue was really pitiful. As long as he was still alive, this matter would be talked about for the rest of his life... Chaos Chronicles was just like that, making people feel annoyed. Now he had tasted it himself.

Cui Wenjing said, "No one in our family has ever come into contact with someone who practices the Blood God Art, so we don't know the details. But I think the Blood God Art must have other drawbacks, and it was caught by Yue Hongling at a critical moment. Her combat sensitivity is really amazing. I didn't expect that Yuan Yong couldn't beat her. Yuan Yong has learned more than ten times what she has learned..."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Cui Yuanyang beside him.

Seeing her lover and father communicating happily, Cui Yuanyang was very happy and had not interrupted them. But now she was feeling a bit dissatisfied. Yue Hongling had been living in their stronghold for so long, she must have... If her father didn't pay attention to her, it was fine, but why praise her? Is she his real daughter? So what if my brother can't beat her? Does that mean I... Oh, I can't beat her either, wah wah wah...

It's just martial arts! Yuanyang suffered a big loss this time she went out, and she was supposed to practice when she came back. Why bother getting angry with other women... Why don't you talk about your Blood God Art!

After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Changhe decisively said, "In that case, you don't need to help me eliminate the demonic energy. It's just a little uncomfortable sometimes. In exchange for a significant increase in combat power, it's still worth it. Besides these drawbacks, the Blood Demon Art is still pretty good, right?""Other than that, it is indeed a good technique." This was the reassurance given by a true Heavenly List grandmaster after Yue Hongling: "If you can endure the drawbacks, it's worth practicing as the main technique. I even have a feeling that Blood Slaughter Technique is the fundamental form of this school, but no one can practice it properly. Blood God Technique was created as a substitute to eliminate the drawbacks, and its true potential may not even compare to Blood Slaughter Technique."

Zhao Changhe was somewhat surprised to hear this. "Are you sure, senior?"

"Don't you think your combat power is a bit excessive? Can a mere Xuan Guan Triple handle the pressure and illusions you create in battle against opponents who are not extraordinary? I couldn't even do that when I was at Triple Heaven!" Cui Wenjing concluded, "If Blood God Technique is even stronger than that, how can Blood God Sect be just a mediocre sect, and Xue Canghai can't even make it to the Human List?"

So you were there at that time, damn it...

Zhao Changhe really didn't feel like commenting on this old fox. As his understanding deepened step by step, the advantages of Blood Slaughter Technique became more certain and discovered. He really didn't want to give it up now. It seemed that this technique would be his main practice for a long, long time. He didn't know what would happen when he practiced it to the end. Could he break through the ninth level of Xuan Guan and enter the Secret Treasury?

According to the secret book of the technique, it was possible. Now it seems that it's not just bragging...but the problem is, how to break through the Secret Treasury and the follow-up training methods? The secret book given by Fang Buping doesn't have that information...

Cui Wenjing could see what he was thinking and said calmly, "I will pay attention to the matters of Blood God Sect. If it is appropriate, it is not difficult for me to help you solve the follow-up problems...in fact, I think even Xia Chichi can help you, as long as she doesn't chop you."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Cui Yuanyang: "..."

"Now, your only problem seems to be washing the marrow and expanding the meridians?" Just when Zhao Changhe thought that holding onto the big thigh would solve everything, Cui Wenjing said calmly, "We can't solve this."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

You said that even Chichi can solve the matter of Blood God Sect, which means that I thought I had held onto the ninth thigh in the world, but in the end, you're telling me that you won't do anything?

Cui Yuanyang also became anxious. "Father!"

Cui Wenjing waved his hand and handed over a pill. "Don't worry, this pill may be of some use to you."