"A Treasure Artifact?!"
Yan Yuwei nearly ground her teeth to dust, her face filled with jealousy.
"In any other Sect, even a master in the Blood Exchange Realm might not own a single Upper Grade sharp blade. He's just a Third Level Martial Artist, so what gives him the right to wield a Treasure Artifact... The Weapon Casting Hall is blatantly cheating!"
Mo Shisan chuckled twice. "If you're so upset, you can always ask your master to pull a couple of all-nighters for two months straight to forge a weapon for you. It might not be a Treasure Artifact, but you'd at least get something of Upper Grade sharp blade quality."
Yan Yuwei plopped dejectedly onto the ground. Her expression was awful, and for a moment, she was speechless.
