"Oh my god! Come and see, there's actually such a thing here!”
An excited and trembling voice suddenly sounded in the empty room.
The other elders who were about to sit down stopped falling at the same time and looked at the old man in front of the workbench not far away in confusion.
" Treasure, it's definitely a treasure!"
"I never thought that I would see such a saber here in my lifetime!”
"Pure black iron! This was actually a saber made of pure black iron from the ancient Nine Provinces!”
"I've studied the ancient weapons of the Nine Provinces for more than half of my life, and I've only seen this kind of black iron once in the National Library."
"How could an ancient saber made of pure black iron appear among the people? Unbelievable, this was unbelievable!”
The few old men looked at each other at the same time and then quickened their pace to rush to the workbench.
As they approached, a black and purple ancient scimitar slowly appeared in front of everyone.
"Hiss ~"
Even though they could not see the details on the blade, they could not help but gasp.
Just a glance at that saber from afar was enough to shock people!
It had a cold and agile arc like the waning moon, and it exuded an infinitely noble and elegant shape and luster!
The hilt was also made of black iron, but it was naturally sharp and intimidating!
The graceful purple sandalwood that was like a mountain also neutralized the cold aura on the blade...
It made the entire saber look extremely unique and natural!
"Oh my god, Zi Tan! Thousand-year red sandalwood! Such a large piece of thousand-year red sandalwood!"
"Are you kidding me? The thousand-year red sandalwood is full of stars, and its color is warm and pure to the point of being one in ten thousand! It's in my red sandalwood museum. He couldn't even find red sandalwood of such quality! Using it to make a scabbard was a reckless waste of a heavenly treasure. It was really a reckless waste of a heavenly treasure!”
Amidst the laments, the old man, who was second to none in the ancient wood research field in Nine Regions and owned the largest red sandalwood museum in the country, did not move his gaze away from the scabbard for even a second!
At this moment, a strong impulse arose in his heart.
He was even willing to use half of his collection in the museum to exchange for this unique purple sandalwood scabbard that was more than two feet long!
"Wait! Don't move!"
Amidst the endless sighs and praises, an old man put on a pair of gloves on the workbench and was about to pick up the "Spring Thunder Blade".
An excited voice that was filled with a warning suddenly sounded!
"Don't move. Don't touch the stone on the scabbard!”
The old man who said this anxiously and solemnly made a gesture to dismiss everyone. Then, he took out a magnifying glass from his shirt pocket and leaned his body toward the workbench with rapid breathing.
"Such pure and warm raw materials, a rare transparent dark green color, and the texture of porcelain level jade is hard to imagine.”
"Let me warn you in advance. Whether you want to touch this saber or study it later, it's best not to touch that stone!”
"If something unexpected happens, even if you search all over the Nine Provinces, it will be very difficult to find a similar one!”
The old man who said this in an extremely serious manner was far more accomplished in jewelry and literature than ordinary people.
Therefore, everyone was shocked by what he had just said. He believed it!
In just four to five minutes, this saber that had only attracted the attention of one person had completely turned into a rare treasure in everyone's eyes!
They originally wanted to play with it in their hands, but after combining the information that the others had just said, they instantly dispelled this idea.
What a joke!
From the looks of it, this saber could no longer be described as priceless.
If they really accidentally caused some "small scars", then it really wasn't something that could be made up with a few apologies or equivalent money.
For a moment, the few elders chose to stop and watch from afar.
It wasn't until Lu Ze, who was standing a few steps behind them, invited them to sit down and drink tea that they came back to their senses and turned to look at Lu Ze.
Under the cover of the dark clouds, the sky began to turn gloomy.
Elder Xu took a deep breath and looked at Lu Ze for a few seconds. He spoke on behalf of everyone.
"This blade!"
"His name is Chun Lei!"
"Spring Thunder Blade? What a good name. This is Little Lu's personal collection?”
"Heh."
Hearing this, Lu Ze grinned.
He raised his hand and pointed at the Spring Thunder Blade before speaking with a smile.
"It's not a personal collection. Logically speaking, it should have nothing to do with me now!”
"Hmm? Why would you say that!"
Elder Xu, who was full of doubts about this answer, frowned and asked.
"This is a prop I made for the production team!”
"Since it's a prop, the moment it's created, it doesn't have much to do with the prop master!”
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