"I was in such a deep sleep that I forgot about this blade."
"Unexpectedly, my blunder resulted in it being nurtured for tens of thousands of years."
Qin Chuan was momentarily speechless.
No wonder its quality was so much higher than that of normal gold equipment.
Drawing the longsword, his eyes gleamed with a hint of joy.
After combining the Frost Blade with the other two pieces of equipment into the Cold Realm Mysterious Garment, the blade he now wielded was formed of the power of ice itself.
With this blade, Qin Chuan's strength would increase by another fraction when working in tandem with Ice.
"Thank you, Bai Xi, for bestowing me the blade," Qin Chuan said respectfully.
"Having slumbered for ten thousand years, my strength has increased considerably from before and I need some time to adjust," Bai Xi spoke slowly, "If there's nothing else, you may leave this place now."
"Alright," Qin Chuan didn't hesitate.
