Guilt filled Nash''s heart when he heard that. Fane had been training in the mortal realm for all this while, and it seemed like h e


    did not have much knowledge about treasures.


    He gave a small smile and exined to Fane in a patient tone, "There are two types of tools: normal tools, and spiritual tools.


    And thetter has several grades as well ording to how much strength it gives you in battle and its fluctuations after


    absorbing chi: lower-grade, middle-grade, and upper-grade. And the most powerful of them all, ultimate-grade tools!"


    Here, Nash paused for a while before continuing, "But most martial artists still stick to regr soldier weapons. It''s pretty good if


    you have a lower-grade tool, and only a few people possess middle-grade tools—never mind upper and ultimate-grade tools!"


    Fane thought about it for a while and flipped his palm, taking out an object that resembled a tortoiseshell. He thrust it toward


    Nash. "Dad, take a look at this. | think this is a spiritual tool. But | don''t know what grade it is. This is a defensive weapon that


    grows bigger to fend off attacks!"


    Nash''s eyes brightened when he heard this. "Defensive tools are really rare too. It might save your life at a critical moment. |


    never thought that you''d get your hands on one!"


    After he said that, Nash passed the treasure back to Fane and said, "Try channeling your chi into it!"


    The treasure had already recognized Fane a s its owner and had traces of his energy in i t. Nash definitely had no way of making


    it move, and if others wanted to make that treasure theirs, they needed topletely wipe off every trace of Fane''s chi from it.


    As Fane injected his chi into it, the tortoiseshell shield slowly grew bigger, till i t reached the height of a man. A warm yellow glow


    emanated from its surface.


    "From-from its fluctuations, it should be a middle-grade tool. Not bad. Not bad at all. W e only have a few of such weapons in the


    Woods family!"


    Nash studied it for a while before a smile lit up his face. He was d that Fane managed to get his hands on such a treasure.


    "Oh, right. | have another word here. It''s probably a spiritual tool!"


    Fane kept the shield and smiled as he took out the ck sword. He then poured some o f his energy into it.


    Suddenly, a ck sh emitted from the dragon-shaped sword. A fierce, yet quiet ripple spread throughout the area.


    Fane gave a smile. "This sword is a spiritual tool as well. But probably a lower o r middle-grade, right?"


    "Let me take a look!"


    Nash took a step forward and


    observed it. Then excitement yates


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    through this hole to make it release


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    after he heard that. "So you'' 8-33YNY


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    Nash bobbed his head. "But even so, |


    can ey tell that it''s fespidtel


    t | Yop pvBo pet your chi


    through the hole for me to determine


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    Fane nodded his head. He followed Nash''s instructions and focus his energy into his palm, before threading it through that tiny


    hole.


    Hum!


    The sword, originally rather full, suddenly brightened and emitted a frightening hum. The fluctuations were even stronger this


    time around.