Wei Yuan casually materialized a scabbard and sheathed the Demon Blade. Though the blade seemed quite unwilling, it dared not resist and obediently went into the scabbard. Seeing its compliance, Wei Yuan rewarded it with a thread of green Luck, which the blade gulped down ravenously.
"Thank you, my Lord, but... it's not enough."
Wei Yuan waved his hand grandly, bestowing it with another thousand threads of green Luck. The Demon Blade was ecstatic, buzzing with excitement. After a thorough inquiry, Wei Yuan had a rough idea of the situation.
After obtaining such Luck, Lei Dong had, in just three years, thrust his realm from Early-stage Dharma Image to Late-stage Dharma Image. Many Great Witches suspected he had encountered a fortunate opportunity and coveted it. However, instead of seizing the opportunity, they became mere stepping stones on Lei Dong's path to power, their accumulations becoming the foundation of Lei Dong's storage bag.
