Chen Mo nodded.
Cyan Lotus Peak summit.
The evening wind at the summit was brisk, Chen Mo gazed ahead at the slender jade silhouette standing on the edge of the cliff. The breeze caressed her, hair flying, and if not for her young age, she might have already possessed a breathtaking charm.
Huang Su quietly observed the night sky for a while, before finally turning around. She raised her hand, and instantly eighteen cold-glinting longswords surrounded her.
Chen Mo was stunned, then quickly understood what she sought him for.
This was repayment.
"This is the Wind Shadow Sword, forged from Sea Gold Iron. Although each sword is only Human-level Top Grade, when combined, they can exhibit the power of an Earth-level Lower Grade magical treasure." Huang Su beckoned with her jade hand, and the eighteen Wind Shadow Swords flew towards Chen Mo. She said, "This is also the best sword-type magical treasure I could find."
