Mu Bai shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and sheathed his sword, walked back to the small bench, and continued to be in a daze.

Li Ziye ran back to the house, put down his sword, sat down next to Mu Bai, and said, "Your Highness, I want to give you a suggestion."

"What suggestion?" Mu Bai asked puzzledly.

"Change your sword."

Li Ziye said softly, "Your Highness's sword is so accurate, Long Yuan, but it is not sharp enough to be worthy of Your Highness. Your Highness needs a sword that is as sharp as any."

When Mu Bai heard this, he fell silent for a long time and then said softly, "Long Yuan, you have been following me for nearly ten years."

"Then recast it."

Li Ziye took out two dragon scales from his arms, stuffed them into the former's hands, and said, "This is the hardest dragon scale next to the snake's reverse scale. There are three pieces in total. One piece was given to the young monk, and both of them are given to you.

, the royal family should have its own great swordsmith who can help you recast Long Yuan."

Having said this, Li Ziye took out a few more bottles of dragon blood from his arms, stuffed them in, and continued, "This is the blood of the snake. Although it is not a heart-blood, it should be enough for tempering the sword, so I will give it all to you.
Chapter completed!