C502 (2/2)

From the memory fragments that came from the machete, Li Dao found out the origin of the machete.

A long time ago, there was a poor boy who had lost both his parents and lived by chopping firewood. There was a young lady from outside the village who had a devastatingly beautiful appearance, but she actually fell for this poor boy.

Helpless, there was a huge gap between the two. Truthfully, this sort of thing couldn't withstand a test. In order to gain the support of the influential officials, the official betrothed his daughter to the Lord Prefect of the city to be his concubine.

On the day of their wedding, the boy who had cut wood went to block them with a machete, but was beaten half to a pulp. It just so happened that when the ancestor of the South Demon Sect passed by, out of nowhere, he threw a cultivation technique to the poor kid who was in despair.

The next day, the entire family of the officials were slaughtered, and the Prefect's mansion was also massacred. Not a single person was left alive, including the prefect's concubine that he had just accepted.

Since then, there has been one less poor boy to chop firewood, and one more Witch. This Devil Dao bandit also seemed to have a role model. He never used any other weapon, and always held a machete in his hand.

The Devil Dao villain saw human life as nothing but grass. He killed all the most emotionless people in the world and used his blood to feed the wooden sabre in his hand. Over the years, the Devil Dao villain had become a famous Devil Dao Ancestral Master. He had achieved the position of Heavenly Immortal, and his machete had gained intelligence as well, transforming into a Devil Dao weapon.

However, this Devil Dao Grandmaster had offended too many people along the way, and had done too many heinous things. In the end, they lured the two Sword Immortals from Karakorum Dao Palace and Mount Shu to their deaths at Gourd Mountain.

The mountain god had obtained the machete that the sword immortal had destroyed, but he didn't dare to refine it. Instead, it fell into Li Dao's hands.

Li Dao looked at the rusty and unremarkable machete in his hand. In the end, he chose not to refine it and kept it.

Although the machete had been turned into a magical equipment, its power was still extraordinary. First, it was sharp, and secondly, it could steal the enemy's blood essence to grow. It could be considered a growth-type magical equipment.

Li Dao did not have the mood to practice his saber arts. He could only put away his machete and give it to the appropriate person in the future.