Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 37 Purple Thunder Blade (Part )

The next day,

Imperial City, Treasury Department Office,

The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Treasury were ranked below the Secretariat and were the key military armies of the imperial court.

The Treasury Department's office was meticulously planned, with a square courtyard and towering walls surrounding it, heavily guarded. Stone lions glared at the gate, a testament to their authority. Inside, the buildings were imposing, with overhanging eaves and brackets, a solemn and ancient elegance.

Officials such as Langzhong and Yuanwailang manage affairs in the hall, and there are mountains of documents. Langzhong of the Treasury Department is responsible for the overall management and makes prudent decisions. Yuanwailang assists Langzhong and is in charge of specific affairs, checking the quantity and specifications of weapons and armor, and ensuring that the accounts are consistent. These are the chief officials of the Treasury Department.

"Prince, please come this way,"

The head of the Treasury Department led the way, and Lu Shang followed slowly behind.

Lu Yongji had obviously arranged everything. As soon as Lu Shang arrived at the Treasury Department of the Ministry of War, a head of the Treasury Department came forward to verify his identity. After confirming his identity, he took Lu Shang to the warehouse in the storage area.

The head of the Treasury Department is a ninth-rank official, which means he is an official, not a clerk.

This person in charge led Lu Shang through the corridor and into the storage area. As the military's key location, the surrounding area was guarded by imperial guards, with a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps.

Without this person in charge to lead the way, even though Lu Shang was a royal relative, he would not be able to move forward in this important area of ​​the Ministry of War.

"This is it,"

As Lu Shang walked through the long corridor and entered the storage area, he could clearly sense the atmosphere around him gradually becoming more oppressive. At the entrance, the imperial guards on duty stood straight, their gazes stern, their swords at their waists gleaming coldly.

Looking out, tall stone walls surrounded this storage area, the walls thick and cold. In between, rows of wooden warehouses were closely arranged, with thick beams, solid and stable. The warehouse doors were made of heavy solid wood, inlaid with copper door knockers, and engraved with strange runes.

"Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui,"

The person in charge walked while quietly counting the warehouses he passed by. Finally, when he counted to the Gui warehouse, he suddenly stopped.

And in front, there are twelve warehouses.

"Sir, the magic weapons and armor you want are all stored in the Guizi Library. According to the agreement between Lord Qi and my doctor, there is one magic weapon and one armor. You can take your time to choose from the two."

"Open the door,"

As he spoke, the person in charge showed the seal to the guard on duty and asked the guard to push open the door of the warehouse.

After confirming the seal, the warehouse door slowly opened with a sharp and piercing sound.

"These weapons,"

When Lu Shang stood in front of the storehouse, he felt an old and cold breath suddenly rushing towards him.

Inside the room, tall wooden racks stood in neat rows, filled with all manner of weapons. Long swords and spears hung from specially constructed weapon racks, the blades gleaming with a cold light, the spear tips emitting a sinister aura. A few steps inside, and a chill penetrated deep into the bones.

In a corner of the warehouse, there are piles of bright armors. The metal texture looks particularly cold in the corner.

The official stepped aside and said, "Sir, the treasury is a restricted area. I am of low rank and position and dare not enter without permission. Please go in first."

Lu Shang took a deep breath and stepped steadily into the Guizi Library, which was filled with a murderous atmosphere. As soon as he stepped in, he keenly noticed that the air around him seemed to have been solidified by the cold metallic breath.

This is because the divine weapon has spirits that resist mediocre masters. If you cannot subdue the divine weapon and force it to be used, it will inevitably be injured by the divine weapon. Facing the divine weapon's evil spirit, Lu Shang chuckled softly, and his twenty-four spirits shook, causing ripples to appear around him, breaking his aura and causing the divine weapons and armor in the warehouse to vibrate.

His eyes first fell on a long sword. The blade was slender and the back of the sword was slightly raised, like a dormant cold python. He reached out and grasped the hilt, and with a light pull, the long sword came out of the sheath with a crisp cry.

"Good knife,"

Lu Shang stroked the blade, his thumb lightly touching the edge, and ran his thumb down the blade, saying, "It's a good knife indeed, but it's too light."

Slowly sheathing his long sword and placing it back on the weapon rack, Lu Shang began to wander around the warehouse again. His gaze was drawn to a set of pitch-black armor. The scales on the armor were tightly connected, shimmering with an eerie luster in the dim light.

"This armor is OK,"

Lu Shang didn't have too many requirements for armor, as long as it could be used. What he really wanted was a handy weapon. Although he could still subdue dragons and throw elephants with his bare hands, he couldn't use his bare hands to catch the opponent's weapon in the martial arts examination.

Even if he was confident that he could still defeat Enke Wushi with nothing in his hands.

After choosing the armor, Lu Shang slowly swept his eyes over the guns, axes, hammers, halberds and other weapons on the weapon rack. The Ministry of War’s Treasury Department had a collection of many magical weapons. Both the variety and quantity amazed him. It was worthy of the accumulation of several dynasties.

His gaze was as if substantial. Every time it passed by a magical weapon, the weapon would tremble slightly, as if trying to respond.

This was when Lu Shang used his twenty-four divine bodies to break free from the aura of the divine weapons. Many of the spiritualities of these divine weapons were influenced by Lu Shang, or should we say, intimidated by him, so they wanted to become weapons in his hands.

This is the spirit of the divine weapon. They will only submit to the strong.

Until Lu Shang's eyes fell on a long black sword, he was suddenly stunned. For some reason, he suddenly had an impulse that made it difficult for him to look away.

Unlike the previous knife, this long black knife itself contains a strange attraction.

"This knife," he muttered to himself, taking an unconscious step closer to the knife.

At first glance, this knife is unremarkable. It is completely black without any gorgeous decorations. The blade is even a little mottled, as if it has gone through countless years of vicissitudes.

But when Lu Shang approached, a strange feeling came over him, as if a faint electric current was coming from his fingertips, making his arm slightly numb.

He reached out to grasp the hilt of the knife, and it felt icy cold, a chill that instantly spread down his arm and throughout his body. Just as he grasped the knife, a low rumble suddenly erupted from the warehouse, like distant thunder.

The sound became louder and louder, shaking the floor of the warehouse slightly. The imperial guards and the head of the treasury department standing guard outside looked at the warehouse in astonishment, their faces full of confusion and uneasiness.

However, Lu Shang was immersed in the shock brought by the knife. He slowly drew out the long knife, and saw that when the knife was drawn out, it was wrapped with a trace of lightning. The flash of lightning reflected his slightly surprised face.

He tried to swing the long sword. As his arm swung, streaks of lightning moved like snakes across the blade. Every swing was accompanied by a loud thunderclap, which made the other weapons in the warehouse buzz.

A surge of ecstasy surged in Lu Shang's heart. He could feel a wonderful resonance between the knife and his twenty-four bodies.

What surprised him even more was that he seemed to have found the method to practice Xiang Yu's Purple Thunder Tribulation.

"Using weapons as a guide, and using heavenly thunder to refine the body, I wonder if what I think is right."

"Thunder Knife!"

(End of this chapter)