Thinking up to this point, Lu Xuan opened his mouth and said: "Then give me a mid-grade iron weapon."
"Alright, the mid-grade iron weapons are placed on the third floor. Junior Brother Lu, please follow me." Attendant Zhou said with a slight smile. He led the way and led Lu Xuan to the third floor to choose a mid-grade iron weapon.
The attendant in charge could get a certain amount of commission from the disciples' spending here. A mid-grade iron weapon of mid-grade quality was worth at least a few thousand contribution points. If Lu Xuan exchanged for one, Attendant Zhou could get nearly a hundred contribution points, which was enough for him to stay in the first floor of the Martial Skill Pavilion for a dozen or so days or use the Five Element Cave to cultivate for a long time. The attendant in charge of the Armament Pavilion was also a lucrative job.
As they walked, Attendant Zhou continued to enthusiastically introduce the layout of the Armament Pavilion to Lu Xuan, "The Armament Pavilion has many weapons. Weapons above the iron weapon grade cannot be placed together to prevent the clash of weapon intents and damage. Therefore, each floor of the Armament Pavilion is divided into nine pavilions, corresponding to the nine branch sects of the inner sect. Since Junior Brother Lu is a member of the Sword Sect, I believe you want to exchange for a sword type weapon. Then I will directly bring you to the Sword Pavilion."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Lu Xuan nodded and did not refuse.
Soon, the two arrived at the third floor. Lu Xuan looked over and saw an extremely long corridor with rooms on both sides. Attendant Zhou did not stop walking, so Lu Xuan naturally followed closely behind.
Lu Xuan felt an extremely overbearing aura when he passed by the first room. The aura penetrated through the walls and hit him in the face. If a mortal without any cultivation were to walk through that room, that aura alone would have been enough to make him fall ill.
Lu Xuan couldn't help but raise his head to take a look. As expected, the words "Saber Club" were hung high above. Sabers were domineering weapons to begin with, and they could emit such a domineering aura. However, to be able to emit such a heavy saber aura with just the aura of the weapon itself, it was evident how many weapons there were in the Saber Club.
When he arrived at the second door, Lu Xuan instantly felt a familiar aura. It was sharp, proud, and unyielding. Standing at the door, he felt like there were thorns on his back. However, this aura was very comfortable for Lu Xuan. Other people would feel uncomfortable in it, but Lu Xuan was like a fish in water. For him, who had comprehended the sword intent, this aura was not even as strong as the aura in the Sword Forest.
Without a doubt, this was the Sword Pavilion.
"Junior Brother Lu, we have arrived at the Sword Pavilion." Deacon Zhou stopped and said, "The swords here are all Middle-grade Iron Weapons. Depending on the quality, the price will be different. You can choose any one you like. If you have any special needs, you can tell me. I can recommend some for you."
Stepping into the Sword Pavilion, Lu Xuan looked around and saw countless weapon racks. On each of the weapon racks, there were many swords of all kinds. There were long swords, short swords, single swords, double swords, horse-slaying swords … It was dazzling.
After casually looking at a few swords, Lu Xuan found that the quality of these swords was not as good as his Yearning Sword. The material of the Yearning Sword was enough to make a Middle-grade ironware. Although it became a Middle-grade ironware due to a mistake, it was still a top-notch Middle-grade ironware.
Seeing this, he suddenly lost interest. He turned to Deacon Zhou and asked, "I wonder if there are any heavy swords here?"
Hearing this, Deacon Zhou was slightly stunned. Heavy swords were not very popular in Wind Sword School. Just from the name, one could tell that Wind Sword School was named after the Wind Sword. Naturally, it walked the path of lightness and swiftness. Because of this, even though the Mysterious Iron Sword Technique was an incomplete Middle-grade Yellow Sword Technique, not many people paid attention to it.
However, he was only stunned for a moment before he recovered and answered, "Of course there are heavy swords. However, because the demand is not big, there are not many of them. Junior Brother Lu, please follow me."
Following Deacon Zhou, they walked around the weapon racks and came to the last row. Sure enough, on the weapon racks in the last row, there were several heavy swords. The weapons placed at the last row were basically weapons that no one cared about. It could be seen that no one really wanted heavy swords.
Lu Xuan counted. There were only six heavy swords in total. He could not help but ask, "Only these few?"
Hearing this, Deacon Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "All the heavy swords are here. Because there are not many people who need heavy swords, plus the Sword Sect has been declining these years, there are no more heavy swords being made. Only these few were left a few years ago."
Lu Xuan sighed in his heart. The situation of the Sword Sect was really bad. It could be seen from all aspects. He did not continue to ask. After all, there were still six heavy swords. He hoped that there would be one that was convenient for him.
Walking forward and looking at the six heavy swords, Lu Xuan shook his head every time he looked at one. Too small, too light. Even this kind of sword dared to be called a heavy sword. At best, it could only be regarded as a big sword.
When he looked at the last sword, Lu Xuan reluctantly nodded. This sword was not bad, but it was still too far from his requirements.
Seeing that Lu Xuan seemed to have taken a fancy to the last sword, Deacon Zhou went forward and introduced, "This sword is called Collapsing Mountain. It weighs 36 kilograms. Just based on the strength of the sword itself, it cannot be underestimated. Moreover, it is different from ordinary heavy swords. The Collapsing Mountain is specially sharpened. Not only is its weight shocking, it also possesses the sharpness of a longsword …"
Before Deacon Zhou finished speaking, Lu Xuan shook his head continuously. The so-called sharpness was really superfluous. A heavy sword without a sharpness was the way to go. Adding this sharpness not only caused the essence of the heavy sword to be lost, but it also greatly reduced the weight of the heavy sword. If this Collapsing Mountain didn't have this sharpness, Lu Xuan might still choose it. But if this was the case, it would be like trying to draw a tiger but end up like a dog.
But he did not say much. He just shook his head and said, "It's too light. Are there any heavier ones?"
Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Deacon Zhou couldn't help but widen his eyes. This was light? This was a total of 36 kilograms. Ordinary longswords would not weigh more than 5 kilograms at most. This Mountain Collapsing Sword's weight was almost 10 times that of those. If it was heavier, it would probably be a huge axe or a heavy hammer.
Seeing that Lu Xuan didn't seem to be satisfied with the weapons here, Deacon Zhou became a little anxious. He didn't care about the commission. He cared more about befriending Lu Xuan. Maybe he could use this relationship in the future. But if he couldn't satisfy Lu Xuan's needs this time, befriending him would undoubtedly be a fool's dream.
"Junior Brother Lu, please wait a moment. Let me see if there are any suitable weapons," Deacon Zhou said as he racked his brain.
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