Chapter 100

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan said, "Then let's go for a medium-grade iron weapon."

"Alright, the medium-grade iron weapons are on the third floor. Junior Brother Lu, please follow me," the Zhou-named attendant said with a slight smile, leading the way for Lu Xuan to the third floor to select a medium-grade iron weapon.

The consumption of the disciples here would earn the responsible attendant a certain commission. A medium-quality medium-grade iron weapon would be worth at least several thousand contribution points. If Lu Xuan exchanged for one, the Zhou-named attendant would receive nearly a hundred contribution points as a commission, enough for him to stay in the first floor of the Martial Techniques Pavilion for over ten days or to cultivate in the Five Elements Cave for a considerable period. Being in charge of the Weapon Pavilion was indeed a lucrative position.

As they walked, the Zhou-named attendant continued to enthusiastically introduce the layout of the Weapon Pavilion to Lu Xuan, "The Weapon Pavilion has a wide variety of weapons. Weapons above the iron grade cannot be placed together to avoid conflicts of weapon intent, which could cause wear and tear. Therefore, each floor of the Weapon Pavilion is divided into nine halls, corresponding to the nine sub-sects of the Inner Sect. Junior Brother Lu is from the Sword Sect, so you are likely looking to exchange for a sword. I'll take you directly to the Sword Hall."

"Thank you, Senior Brother," Lu Xuan nodded, not refusing.

Soon, the two arrived at the third floor. Lu Xuan looked around and saw a very long corridor, with rooms on both sides. The Zhou-named attendant did not stop, and Lu Xuan naturally followed closely behind.

As they passed the first room, Lu Xuan felt a very domineering aura penetrate the walls and rush towards him. If an ordinary person with no cultivation passed by here, this aura alone could make them seriously ill.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but look up, and as expected, the words "Sword Hall" were prominently displayed. Swords are inherently domineering weapons, so it was no surprise that such a domineering aura could emanate from them. However, the sheer number of weapons in the Sword Hall was evident from the fact that the aura of the weapons alone could be so overwhelming.

When they reached the second door, Lu Xuan immediately felt a familiar aura, sharp and proud, a spirit that would rather break than bend. Standing at the door felt like having thorns in one's back, but for Lu Xuan, this aura was very comfortable. While others would find it extremely uncomfortable, Lu Xuan felt like a fish in water. For someone who had comprehended sword intent, this aura was even less powerful than that in the Sword Forest.

Without a doubt, this was the Sword Hall.

"Junior Brother Lu, we've arrived at the Sword Hall," the Zhou-named attendant stopped and said, "All the swords here are medium-grade iron weapons. The prices vary based on quality. You can freely browse and choose. If you have any special requirements, you can tell me, and I can recommend some options."

Entering the Sword Hall, Lu Xuan's gaze swept around. He saw countless weapon racks, each displaying many swords of various types—long swords, short swords, single swords, double swords, and saber swords—making one's eyes dazzle.

After casually inspecting a few long swords, Lu Xuan found that none of them matched the quality of his Love Sword. The material of the Love Sword was enough to forge a high-grade iron weapon. Although it had become a medium-grade iron weapon due to a mistake, it was still among the top tier of medium-grade iron weapons.

Seeing this, he lost interest and turned to the Zhou-named attendant, asking, "Do you have any heavy swords here?"

The Zhou-named attendant was slightly taken aback. Heavy swords were not popular in the Wind Sword Sect. As the name suggests, the Wind Sword Sect was known for its light and swift style. Because of this, even a high-grade yellow-level incomplete manual like the Black Iron Sword Technique had few followers.

However, he quickly recovered and replied, "We do have heavy swords, but due to low demand, there are not many. Junior Brother Lu, please follow me."

Following the Zhou-named attendant around the weapon racks, the two arrived at the last row. Indeed, the last row of weapon racks displayed several heavy swords. These were mostly weapons that no one wanted, indicating that heavy swords were indeed not in demand.

"Is that all there is?" Lu Xuan counted, and there were only six heavy swords in total. He couldn't help but ask.

The Zhou-named attendant smiled awkwardly, "All the heavy swords are here. Because there is not much demand for heavy swords, and the Sword Sect has been declining in recent years, no new heavy swords have been forged. These few have been left over for several years."

Lu Xuan sighed inwardly. The situation of the Sword Sect was indeed dire, evident from various aspects. He didn't press further, at least there were six, and he hoped one would suit him.

Approaching the six heavy swords, Lu Xuan examined each one, shaking his head each time. They were too small and too light. To call these heavy swords was a stretch; at best, they could be considered large swords.

It wasn't until he saw the last one that he reluctantly nodded. This one was passable, but it was still far from his requirements.

Seeing that Lu Xuan seemed to have chosen the last sword, the Zhou-named attendant stepped forward to introduce it, "This sword is called Mountain Collapse, weighing 36 kilograms. The force of this sword alone is formidable. Unlike ordinary heavy swords, the Mountain Collapse sword has a specially sharpened edge, making it not only heavy but also as sharp as a long sword..."

Before the Zhou-named attendant could finish, Lu Xuan shook his head. The so-called sharp edge was superfluous, a case of overdoing it. The essence of a heavy sword lies in its lack of a sharp edge. Adding this edge not only lost the essence of the heavy sword but also significantly reduced its weight. If the Mountain Collapse sword didn't have this edge, Lu Xuan might have chosen it, but now it felt like a failed attempt.

However, he didn't say much, just shaking his head, "It's too light. Do you have any heavier ones?"

Hearing this, the Zhou-named attendant couldn't help but widen his eyes. Too light? This sword weighed 36 kilograms. Ordinary long swords rarely exceed 10 kilograms, and the Mountain Collapse sword was almost ten times heavier. If it needed to be heavier, it would probably have to be a giant axe or a heavy hammer.

Seeing that Lu Xuan seemed unsatisfied with the weapons here, the Zhou-named attendant became a bit anxious. He didn't care much about the commission; he was more concerned about befriending Lu Xuan, who might be useful someday. But if he couldn't meet Lu Xuan's needs this time, befriending him would be a pipe dream.

"Junior Brother Lu, please wait a moment. Let me think if there are any suitable weapons," the Zhou-named attendant said, his mind racing.