Willow Mark Knives

Ch. 9

Zong Shou took out a Willow Mark knife (300 made). The knife was like a fluttering butterfly as he twisted and turned it with his fingers. It was thin as a cicada wing, but with substantial weight, feeling totally different from the ironwood flying knife.

The knife itself had many carved marks, similar to those of the Pine Pattern Wind Sword he had bought. One was speed, while the other was sharpness.

It would make the knife faster and the tip sharper when the knife was thrown. The difference would be that after thirteen years of changes, the effects were far above the marks of this era.

There were also some other lines that were totally useless. Not only did it not have any effect, it made it tough for others to see the secret to these markings.

As he held the mark knife in his hand, Zong Shou could tell that the spirit blacksmiths of Baobing House were not simple. They were all pinpoint and precise, and the amount of blood copper added was perfect. It was like blood vessels spread across the knife. The spiritual marks on the knife were all perfectly drawn.

He continued to spin it until the shape, the center of gravity, the weight, and the thickness were all etched into his heart. Only then did that flying knife stop.

This was also one of the important parts of the Six God Defensive Knife Technique. If one did not understand the flying knife like it was a part of their body, how would they be able to shoot it out accurately and claim the lives of their enemy?

The best method would be to craft it himself. However, with his current condition, it was not practical, and this was the second-best solution.

The knife handle faced the outside, while the tip faced in toward his palm. Zong Shou held it like that, closing his eyes as he sat quietly. Threads of true qi were infused into the body of the knife through the red copper channels, roatating inside.