Chapter 546
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"Hmm?!" When he saw the black sword in Long Bufan's hand, the bald old man's lazy eyes suddenly lit up. He then looked at Long Bufan and urged, "Let me see it first."
"Sure." Long Bufan handed over the evil sword in his hand.
The bald old man carefully took the sword. As soon as it touched his hand, he felt a sense of fear that came from his soul.
The bald old man suppressed his shock and stared at Long Bufan with a serious expression. He asked suspiciously, "Kid, is this your sword?"
Long Bufan didn't answer directly. With a slight movement of his spiritual sense, the evil sword in the bald old man's hand suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a subtle sword hum, faintly showing signs of leaving the bald old man's hand.
Seeing this, there was no longer any doubt in the bald old man's eyes. A layer of fiery red halo suddenly appeared on his palms. Immediately after, he continuously stroked the body of the sword. The expression on his face also changed. He praised the good sword three times in a row, but then he shook his head a little.
Just like this, after inspecting the sword for a few minutes, the bald old man raised his head and looked at Long Bufan. He said, "Although your sword has spirituality, the sword spirit seems to have been heavily injured in battle. It has lost its previous power. It is a pity that such a good sword has been destroyed."
Long Bufan nodded indifferently and said, "Yes, I know. That is why I came to the Weapon Forging Pavilion to see if there is a way to repair it."
But just as he finished speaking, the bald old man said bluntly, "There is no way."
Long Bufan was slightly startled and could not help but say, "Uncle, aren't you the most skilled Advanced Weapon Forging Master in the Weapon Forging Pavilion? Repairing a sword should be a piece of cake. "
In response to Long Bufan's flattery, the bald old man shook his head and bitterly smiled. He sighed with some shame and said, "The sword spirit of this sword is too domineering, and it seems to contain the mysterious power of law. If you want to repair it, you'll need at least a High Rank Spirit Casting Master, but I'm still some distance away from that. Therefore, there's nothing I can do. "
Upon hearing these words, Long Bufan softly sighed in disappointment. Just as he was about to retrieve the evil sword, he saw the bald old man chuckle and say, "Kid, since this sword is already damaged, why do you still want it? How about this, I will take a loss and use a Heaven Rank treasure sword to exchange with you, how about it?"
Long Bufan rubbed his nose and snickered in his heart. This old man really knew how to make wishful thinking. He even wanted to suffer a little loss? If I really did exchange with you, I would be at a huge disadvantage.
It had to be known that the Devouring Evil Sword was a spirit artifact that could evolve. Although it was only at the heaven grade, that was because the sword spirit was injured. Even if there was no way to repair it, in the future, it could rely on the devouring of souls to heal the sword spirit.
"I'm sorry. This sword is a keepsake that my master passed down to me. It's very important. Even if it's not perfect, I won't give it up." Even though the other party had designs on the Devouring Evil Sword, Long Bufan still replied politely with a smile. He still had to show due respect to the elders of the sect.
"So that's how it is. Then I won't steal someone else's love."
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