It’s damaged?

That was what Yang Ye thought at this moment. But it only took an instant for him to reject that thought. What was the wooden sword? How could it possibly get damaged?

Yang Ye walked over to it and looked carefully at it. It didn’t take long for him to notice that he could see fine gold color beneath where the piece of wood had fallen off. It was like gold.

Yang Ye immediately came to an understanding.

The wooden sword wasn’t really wooden, and its ...