With a cold smile on his face, Zheng Changde cast a glance into the depths of the dense forest before drawing a longsword from his waist.
The sword was of the same length and width as a normal treasure sword, gleaming with a cold light so bright that it could reflect one's silhouette.
The only difference was that within the blade, faint red halos seemed to shimmer, and within those halos, a fire snake seemed to be faintly visible.
"It seems some people need to be taught a harsh lesson!" Zheng Changde muttered to himself, stroking the sword with his fingers, a look of fondness in his eyes.
No one noticed that as Zheng Changde's fingers brushed the sword, a faint green light circled his fingertips, continually infusing into the sword. With the infusion of green light, a small, lifelike snake slowly emerged on the sword, slithering around within the narrow space of the sword as if it were alive.
