Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Later that night, Zen took out Anthony's Purple Blue Sword and examined it.

The sword was aesthetic and of good quality.

Its scabbard was inlaid with colorful gems and gold threads. Since the sword was well preserved, Zen could see that Anthony had taken great care of it.

As Zen pulled the blade out of the scabbard, a whoosh sound filled the silence in the room. When the blade was free of its casing, the sword emanated a purple and blue light.

"What a good sword!"

It was a top grade mysterious weapon. The sword looked like it was at the same level as Evil Lan's Hell Fire Sword. But Zen felt that the sword's quality was much better than that of the Hell Fire Sword.

He hesitated a little. It was a pity that such a good sword had to be melted.

Anthony had asked his friends to talk with Zen. He wanted to recover his sword, but Zen categorically refused him.

To improve his strength, Zen had to offer the sword to the cyan dragon.

Zen frowned thoughtfully as he gazed at the sword. A while later, Zen had made his decision. Without hesitating further, he began to communicate with the furnace in his mind.

the Purple Blue Sword. The black flame was so quick that a strange

firewood. It burned from point to pommel in an instant! When the black flame thoroughly devoured the sword, a few drops of molten iron essence were left behind. In the dimly lit room, these drops of molten

iron essence. His eyes lit up with the number. He murmured, "The Purple Blue Sword is at the same level

had

space ring, but he could not find anything about the origin and usage of molten iron essence. Since this was still a mystery to Zen, he had decided to visit weapon refining masters as they might have some

ten drops of iron to the cyan dragon's mouth, bright green light burst out from two gray scales on the dragon. After the light dissipated, Zen found

had lit up

the new power surge through him. Earlier, he had reached the marrow refining level. Adding the strength of the

night, Zen completed his preparations. At dawn

his plans. If they knew he had accepted such a dangerous mission, they would feel bound to stop him. Zen knew what he had

man was watching Zen as

Zen had a dispute several days ago, because Liam supported Thomas of the Zhuge clan.

Fren, one of the most gifted children of the Zhuge Clan, had asked him to follow Zen. Fren had instructed Liam to inform him if

he was happy that the opportunity

realized that Zen was headed to the

was no exit to the