“Start.” Li Qiye smiled and touched the metal.

“Buzz.” The metal shook a bit and the manifested saber energies came together.

“Clank!” They started twisting and intertwining together to form a saber. It looked rather ordinary, lacking radiance.

It was a whole blade without any carving and polishment. The edge wasn’t sharp either - the opposite of the blades it was facing.

Nonetheless, when Li Qiye held it, it became an extension of his hand. 

The common cultivators didn’t notice this extraordinary phenomenon, only the older...