When Ruan Li gently cradled the paper figure in her palm with some concern, the paper figure finally snapped back to attention and pointed to the sword, nodding its head.
Ruan Li's eyes lit up with a smile. "So you also think it's something valuable?"
At that moment, Luo Qingci's voice came through, "Let me tell you a little story. It's said that someone saw a person on the street selling a black iron cat and spent twenty taels to buy the cat's eyes, only to find out they were gems..."
Luo Qingci recounted the story about Shen Wansan, but left it hanging, "Do you know why Shen Wansan went to buy that broken iron cat after seeing that the eyes were gems?"
Ruan Li frowned slightly, thinking about it, but when she looked up, she asked Luo Qingci, "What kind of cat is this broken iron cat?"
Luo Qingci was momentarily stumped. "Isn't there iron?" She had never considered this question before. In this world, was there no such thing as iron? Then where did these swords come from?
Ruan Li chuckled, "I was just teasing you." She found it amusing that Chi Qing spoke differently from others, and the way she mentioned the broken iron cat was interesting, so she decided to tease her a bit.
This was the first time Luo Qingci had been teased by Ruan Li, and she was momentarily stunned. The paper figure also looked at Ruan Li in a daze.
Seeing that she had stunned them, Ruan Li quickly composed herself and said, "I understand what you mean. If the cat's eyes were gems, then the cat itself must be of great value. Just like this sword, amidst a room full of treasures, how could there be a broken sword like this? Am I right?"
Indeed, Ruan Li was right. The little dragon had been wise from a young age and had grown even more perceptive. However, the paper figure, which had seemed serious when answering her questions, now playfully imitated her by saying "broken iron cat," teasing her in return.
Perhaps because it was a paper figure, Luo Qingci didn't care about her dignity and turned her head away from Ruan Li.
Ruan Li looked at her sideways and put on a flattering expression, "Ignoring me now? Are you upset?"
Still ignoring her, the paper figure lay down on Ruan Li's shoulder and grumbled, "Hurry up and get out."
Ruan Li stifled her laughter and then grew serious. She closed her eyes and infused spiritual power into the sword. Immediately, the sword trembled, and more fragments fell off.
If she hadn't known this was just a superficial appearance, she would have thought it was a broken sword.
Ruan Li pondered for a moment, recalled the Ninth Dragon's Secret she had just practiced to the third level, and closed her eyes to circulate her mental technique. In an instant, spiritual power swirled around her, and a golden light flowed from her palm into the broken sword. The sword emitted a violent hum, and then golden light burst forth from within the sword, creating dazzling golden cracks that exploded around the sword.
The paper figure seemed to be hurt by the golden light, raising its hand to cover its face. Ruan Li opened her eyes, her pupils glowing with a golden hue. Noticing the paper figure's small movements, she gently pressed it against her body to shield it.
As she turned the sword over, the layer of rust on the sword fell away, revealing a brand-new blade. The sword hilt featured two golden dragons intertwined, with a red glass gem on the front and a sky-blue stone on the back. The sword exuded an ancient aura. Unlike typical spiritual swords with silver light, this sword had intricate diamond-shaped dark patterns and was thicker in the middle, making it quite substantial.
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The Art of Subduing Dragons
FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5287959 Although Luo Qingci knew that her name sounded like that of a heroine in a historical novel, she never expected...