Bichen Sword Novels & Stories

The heraldic crest was unknown to me. The stranger went to the smith and started looking at the swords that were displayed there. He was searching for a specific sword, light weighted. The sword he carried was mix between a saber and a sword. The hilt and the cross-guard were that of a sword-simple but elegant. The blade was curved. Because of its length the stranger carried the sword on his back. "None of them are the one I search," the strange said. "Wait, stranger, I think I have one…" the smith went into the shop, after a few minutes he returned holding a blade in his hand. "I think it is Dwarven made."

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! What is that sword!? Why is his chance of victory dropped like that? Feng Jutian thought in his heart as he considered the full retreat option. But before that, he needs to know about the sword in Tian Xiulan's hand. [System, scan the sword in her hand.] He commands. [Scanning…] [Scan Complate] Data Weapon type: Sword Name: Bai Lan Grade: Half-Immortal

There were several diamond beads fixed into his braids and they dazzled with his every move. His eyes were purple, and he looked dashing with a chiseled face, long nose and peach colored lips. He held a enormous black sword with a zig-zag edge. Various precious stones were embedded in the blade. The name of the blade was written in a foreign language. "What's the name of that sword?" Lisa asked with interest. Collen took the list of Lisa's question. "That would be answered in the next lesson." he declared and put down the paper. "Gosh!" Lisa groaned in frustration.