So, in front of Su Luo was a broken sword without a hilt.
That group of sword spirits all used the same look and said, "Just look at it and say it's a broken sword." They looked at Su Luo with such eyes.
But Su Luo——
There was a flicker of ecstasy in her eyes.
Because no one had noticed the sword before, no one tried to draw it, and no one crushed the hilt. So they didn't know that as the hilt shattered, what appeared in front of Su Luo's eyes was the red eye at the end of the sword.
This touch of red made Su Luo see the flaw!
So, Su Luo held the tail of the sword and began to draw the sword.
The sword spirits all frowned. The most powerful and burly man among them said, "Don't waste your energy. This sword suddenly fell from the sky many years ago and pierced the earth."
Su Luo looked up at him.
At this time, other sword spirits also began to persuade.
"No one has ever been able to pull out this sword."
"Besides, if you get close to this sword, you'll be unlucky and will always lose in a fight."
"Anyway, this isn't a good sword. Choose me."
"Pick me, pick me, pick me!"
So now we are in chaos again.
Su Luo was overwhelmed.
She had indeed tried it just now, trying to draw the sword, but she couldn't pull it out.
Could it be that this sword really doesn't belong to her?
Su Luo thought that since her blood could attract so many sword spirits, it must have some unique features. She wondered if it could awaken the sword spirit in this broken sword.
With the idea of giving it a try, Su Luo bit her finger, and a drop of bright red blood rolled down and dripped onto the broken sword.
“Gurgle—”
This was the sound of the sword spirits swallowing their saliva in unison.
They were scrambling to follow Su Luo just for the blood on her body. Now seeing her blood rolling down and smelling the tempting scent, they could hardly hold back.
A drop of blood slowly rolled down the broken sword and soon disappeared.
But there was a glimmer of joy in Su Luo's eyes.
There is a way!
Then, Su Luo squeezed out three more drops of blood, which rolled onto the broken sword.
"Gurgle gurgle--" The sound of the sword spirits swallowing their saliva!
Their eyes are almost bulging out of their sockets with jealousy!
Why waste such precious blood on scrap metal! They want to drink it too!
Su Luo did not notice the complaints of the sword spirits. All her attention was on this broken sword, because she vaguely sensed that there was an ancient and distant soul in this broken sword.
As three drops of blood rolled down, the rusty sword blade was washed away where the blood flowed, revealing a bit of the sword blade.
Originally, Su Luo thought that after being washed by her blood, the sword would emit a dazzling light.
But the reality disappointed her.
Even with three drops of blood, this broken sword is still a broken sword, and the rusty sword body has not changed at all.
"I told you, this is a broken sword, a broken sword that no one wants."
"Why waste those three drops of blood on it? It would be better if I could drink it."
"It's still not too late to give it up and come back to me. I'll still consider it."
The sword spirits all spoke proudly.
But Su Luo seemed not to hear their words at all. She was still immersed in the world of broken sword, unable to extricate herself for a long time.
Others didn't know, but Su Luo knew it better than anyone else. Just as the three drops of blood rolled down, she seemed to hear a faint sigh.
This voice seemed to be there and not there, appearing not in her ears, but in the depths of her soul.
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