Hinting at the Demon Path behind Gong Shixi's lineage.
Shi Chun sneered, "Is it wrong for me to snatch it from someone else? Don't even think I'll admit to killing Gong Shixi. Even if I did admit, so what? I'm not worried about other sects clinging onto their Magical Treasures. As for Qianyan Sect—a mere speck—do they dare come and argue with me? Or would the power behind them dare expose themselves?"
These words left Wu Jinliang speechless and visibly shaken. It suddenly dawned on him—they had actually reached the level where they no longer held sects like Qianyan Sect in their sights. Though it was a small sect, it was still a sect after all.
This realization opened their eyes to how much they had changed.
Of course, Shi Chun didn't toss aside Old Blade. He pulled it out of the stone and pocketed it casually. Cupping the Blood Soul Blade in his hand, he muttered as he walked away, "It's too flashy. I'll need a proper scabbard for it out there."
