The Little Cyan Snake shrank its head back.

After finally entering the underground palace, it was not the least bit happy. Instead, it always felt a pair of eyes in the dark watching it, making it shiver.

Upon hearing Jiang Feng’s command, it hesitated for a moment, flickered its body, quickly slammed open the door, and then swiftly darted back.

Jiang Feng directed both his spiritual sense and gaze toward that room.

When the door was locked, he found that although his spiritual sense could cover the entire house, he couldn’t see inside.

Now, the door was open.

Jiang Feng saw a person sitting inside.

A pair of empty, profound eyes were staring at the door. It looked like a withered old man, quietly sitting on a bamboo chair with a sword resting across his legs.

A long sword without a scabbard, covered in rust.

"This is..."

Jiang Feng felt extraordinarily surprised.

It was just a withered corpse, but when the door opened, the corpse itself gave him an immensely strong sense of oppression as if the person was still alive.

The Little Cyan Snake suddenly darted behind him.

The Little Cyan Snake finally realized who was watching it. It was this corpse.

"What kind of person is this, to have such a presence even after death? What kind of cultivation did they have in life?"

Jiang Feng’s heart was full of doubt and shock.

Under the gaze of both his eyes and spiritual sense, Jiang Feng confirmed that this corpse no longer had any life essence. The strong sense of oppression came from the leftover prestige of its life.

He couldn’t imagine what cultivation level one must possess for their physical body to harbor such pressure after death.

"Bring me the sword."

Jiang Feng was attracted to that sword.

The Little Cyan Snake shoved its head into the gap between floor tiles, as if it hadn’t heard Jiang Feng’s voice.

Jiang Feng instinctively drew the Dragon Bone Bow.

Upon hearing the sound, the Little Cyan Snake pulled its head out from the gap between the floor tiles and looked pitifully at Jiang Feng for quite some time. In the end, it couldn’t resist and had to muster its courage. It transformed into a green light, wrapped its tail around the rusty iron sword, and flung it in front of Jiang Feng.

"Puff!"

The iron sword pierced into the ground.

"Clap, clap!"

The Little Cyan Snake’s tail slapped the floor tiles fiercely.

It wore an expression of pain.

Jiang Feng saw bloodstains appear on the Little Cyan Snake’s tail.

He saw that when the Little Cyan Snake used its tail to wrap around the sword hilt, as soon as the rusty sword touched the Little Cyan Snake’s tail, it lightly broke through the snake’s bodily defense.

Jiang Feng was dumbstruck.

The Little Cyan Snake had been tormented by him from head to tail, and Jiang Feng knew very well how strong its defense was. He had grabbed the Little Cyan Snake’s tail and swung its head against the Profound Iron Stone for several minutes, yet its head wouldn’t crack.

Now, just a collision between its tail and the sword’s blade caused its scales to shed, and blood to seep out.

"Could this be an unparalleled treasure sword?"

Jiang Feng felt both excited and fearful.

He walked over, covered his right hand with a layer of spiritual power, reached out to grab the sword hilt, and attempted to pull it out from the floor tiles.

"Hmm?"

Despite using great strength, the iron sword remained completely motionless, embedded in the floor tiles.

"This..."

Jiang Feng did not expect this.

He saw that the sword’s blade was only a few centimeters into the floor tiles. Normally, he could have easily pulled it out, but despite using all his strength, the sword wouldn’t budge in the slightest.

"This sword is resisting me."

Jiang Feng thought in surprise. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The iron sword was not heavy.

If it were as heavy as a thousand pounds, the entire blade would have already sunk into the floor tiles. Recalling the Little Cyan Snake’s plight, he suddenly realized the injury to its tail seemed not just a mere accident from lightly brushing against the blade.

Rather, it seemed as if the iron sword autonomously collided with the Little Cyan Snake, giving it a lesson when the sword was flung at Jiang Feng.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but glance at the withered corpse sitting in the bamboo chair, facing the door.

"I have eyes but fail to see, and I do not know the senior’s esteemed name. I beg for the senior’s forgiveness!"

Jiang Feng bowed to the withered corpse, speaking sincerely, "As this sword is the senior’s close treasure, I cannot take it without your permission. Now, I will return it to you, hoping you won’t hold any grudge."

After speaking, Jiang Feng once again reached out to grab the iron sword.

With a gentle pull.

He pulled the iron sword from the ground.

He finally understood the previous situation. It was actually the withered corpse causing trouble, not much related to the sword. However, the ability of the sword to easily penetrate the Little Cyan Snake’s defense clearly indicated it wasn’t an ordinary weapon.

"Senior, I return the sword to you."

Jiang Feng held the iron sword with both hands and placed it back on the withered corpse’s thighs.

"Whoosh!"

Just then, a gust of wind blew.

The withered corpse, along with the bamboo chair, transformed into ashes right before Jiang Feng’s eyes.

"Swoosh!"

At the same time,

The rusty iron sword in Jiang Feng’s hand, a sword glow flowed across its blade, and the rust disappeared with the light.

The originally rusty iron sword turned into a bright, radiant, sword-qi-filled unrivaled divine weapon, making Jiang Feng feel he couldn’t lift it with both hands.

He involuntarily grabbed the hilt quickly.

Unexpectedly, the long sword sank, as if trying to slip from Jiang Feng’s grasp and pierce into the floor tiles.

Jiang Feng used all his strength to hold on, preventing the sword from embedding into the tiles.

Glancing at the empty room, he thought of something and addressed the sword, "The senior has already given you to me. If you regard him as your master, you should honor his last wish. Rest assured, one day I will be worthy of you."

"Swoosh!"

The sword glow intensified.

Jiang Feng felt a sword edge scrape across the back of his hand.

Though not weak himself, the back of his hand showed cracks, with blood oozing from them.

The long sword’s desire to escape from him was exceptionally intense.

"Hmph, I have two innate magical treasures in my hands. Why don’t you ask them why they are willing to follow me?"

Jiang Feng snorted coldly.

This sword was extraordinary.

How could he give up?

He summoned the Dragon Bone Bow and the Qinglong Cauldron before him, his gaze also turning towards the Little Cyan Snake.

The Little Cyan Snake had a hundred thoughts of fleeing at this opportunity, but under Jiang Feng’s watching eye, it hesitated, hoping the Cyan Snake King would come to its rescue.

Then, Jiang Feng noticed the resistance from the Nameless Treasure Sword gradually decreasing, and, rather abruptly, the missing rust reappeared.

Jiang Feng gently picked it up, feeling as though it weighed nothing in his hand.

"Hehe, you are quite stubborn."

Jiang Feng knew the sword’s intention. It considered him unworthy of use and sealed itself, only willing to temporarily stay by his side.

So, he slung the iron sword across his waist.

It didn’t matter that the sword was not yet obedient, as long as it remained with him, he would eventually find a way to make it submit, or even refine it in the future.

"Let’s see what’s inside."

Jiang Feng headed deeper into the alley.

He had the Little Cyan Snake continue at the forefront.

He sought houses with rune marks and also selectively entered those without, which seemed quite ordinary.

Unfortunately, he found nothing.

Though many household items were inside the rooms, they were all trivial, and upon exiting, they turned to ashes.

This phenomenon made Jiang Feng vaguely feel that entering those ordinary rooms was of little benefit to him.

A while later.

Jiang Feng and the Little Cyan Snake discovered another house with rune marks, or more precisely, a small courtyard.

Jiang Feng extended his spiritual sense inside. There was no resistance, but he only saw darkness, as if only opening the door would dispel it.

"Go."

Jiang Feng tasked the Little Cyan Snake with opening the courtyard gate.

"The underground palace is mysterious and unpredictable, and not all rooms hold treasures or opportunities. I feel this small courtyard is quite ominous."

The Little Cyan Snake left a line of words in mid-air.

Its expression was solemn.

"Open it!"

Jiang Feng ordered.

"If trouble ensues, don’t say I didn’t warn you."

The Little Cyan Snake, full of reluctance, slowly approached the courtyard.

Jiang Feng awaited to see what lay inside the courtyard, but just then, a sense of danger arose as his spiritual sense detected two figures entering the underground palace, swiftly approaching him.

He reflexively summoned the Qinglong Cauldron.