Liu Hun walked into the room, went straight to the bed, slowly opened the briefcase in his hand, and then took out a knife sheath from inside.
Looking at the knife sheath, Liu Hun’s face couldn’t help but show a few traces of confusion. The knife sheath in his hand, whether in terms of texture or weight, was impeccable, and it definitely didn’t belong to this current era. Clearly, the ti of this knife sheath is extrely ancient.
But apart from that, there seed to be no other sensation at all, so at this mont, Liu Hun even had so doubts whether Water Moon Tower was deliberately exaggerating to auction this item.
After all, in this world, no one knows who possesses the Chiyou Weapon, so even if Water Moon Tower exaggerated this matter, no one would stand up to expose them.
"Swish!" With a thought, the dagger instantly fell into Liu Hun’s palm. Looking at the size of the dagger in his hand, which was roughly the sa as the knife sheath, Liu Hun hesitated slightly, and then gently put the dagger into the sheath.
"Click!" The mont the dagger fell into the sheath, a crisp sound suddenly echoed in the room. The next mont, Liu Hun looked at the perfectly matched dagger and sheath in his hand and was stunned in place.
It seed like this knife sheath was perfectly crafted for this dagger, and for a mont, Liu Hun was a bit dazed.
"Could it really be as they said, that this is indeed the weapon of Emperor Huangdi?" Staring at the dagger in his hand, Liu Hun couldn’t help but mutter softly with a dazed expression.
However, at this mont, Liu Hun still had so doubts in his heart. After all, although the dagger and sheath had perfectly rged, Liu Hun didn’t feel any significant sensation, which was worlds apart from what the elder at Water Moon Tower had claid.
"Ka-chak!" After a while, seeing that the weapon in his hand still hadn’t changed at all, Liu Hun couldn’t help but shake his head regretfully and gave up.
This item, although it matched his dagger well, didn’t have any effect; thus, keeping it was pointless. Yet just as Liu Hun was withdrawing the dagger, apart from the crisp sound that resonated in the air again, this ti either due to Liu Hun’s carelessness or sothing else, the dagger accidentally cut a wound on his fingertip.
In the next mont, a drop of fresh blood directly fell into the sheath, and as soon as it touched the sheath, Liu Hun’s eyes revealed a few traces of shock.
Because the sheath actually devoured that drop of his blood, even before Liu Hun could react, the blood flowing from the wound on his finger was rapidly streaming into the sheath.
Liu Hun could not control the scene and could only watch as his blood was swiftly consud by the sheath.
Within less than a quarter-hour, Liu Hun’s body, sitting on the bed, began to tremble, and his face turned pale.
He had lost so much blood that there was almost no strength left in his body, not to ntion removing his hand from the sheath.
Feeling more and more of his blood being drained from his body, Liu Hun’s expression was filled with a wry smile. At this mont, he finally believed the words of the old man from Water Moon Tower.
Under the heavens, any weapon capable of devouring blood was evidently not an ordinary item. However, for Liu Hun at this mont, it was uncertain whether this was a good or bad thing.
If this continued, within ten minutes, Liu Hun would likely die from excessive blood loss, a result he did not want to see.
As ti passed second by second, within a few minutes, Liu Hun began to feel dizzy, and he didn’t have the strength to try releasing himself from the sheath. He could only watch his blood being continuously consud, with no ans to stop it during this process.
"Could it be that I, Liu Hun, will die at the hands of a sheath today? If word of this got out, I’d probably beco a laughingstock!" At this mont, Liu Hun collapsed face-first onto the soft bed, his face filled with helplessness.
A few more minutes passed, and just as Liu Hun felt his consciousness starting to blur, he suddenly sensed a terrifying aura emanating throughout the room. Moreover, from the palm of his hand, a cold force suddenly surged into his body.
This force was like a cool spring in the desert, gradually clearing Liu Hun’s consciousness a little.
Opening his sowhat fatigued eyes and slowly glancing toward his palm, he saw that the sheath he had been holding was emitting a blinding light at this mont. As the light flickered, part of it transford into energy that continued to enter Liu Hun’s body, while the remaining light rged into the dagger.
Even Liu Hun was filled with awe at this scene, as he never expected things to turn out this way, and it was incredibly bizarre.
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