Legend of the Great Sage

cated.
Hmm, let me think about it.
Jaw also means fang, which is equivalent to your name, and it was exactly because of my tiger nature that I obtained the Asura realm’s recognition, which allowed me to obtain you.
That’s our destiny.
From today onwards, you can take on the ‘tiger’ from me, so you can be called Tiger’s Fang!”

Li Qingshan lifted up Tiger’s Fang proudly and asked Xiao An and Yin Qing, “How’s the name?”

Probably because of the successful example of naming himself “Qingshan”, he had always held blind confidence in his ability to come up with names.
Of course, the name “Xiao An” was also one of his proud works, no less than “Qingshan”.

Sure enough, Xiao An said sincerely, “It’s fantastic!”

Yin Qing faltered, and her expression became rather troubled.
She wondered whether there was something with her sense of beauty, or that she did not have a good understanding of the customs of this world.
She thought, Isn’t ‘Tiger’s Fang’ a name you give your kiddies from the mountains? Why does it sound much more unsophisticated than Bloodjaw! But changing the name of a blade like that is anything but simple.
If I were Bloodjaw, I’d never change my name to Tiger’s Fang.

An intelligent weapon like that could not have its name changed on a whim.
The intelligence in the weapon had to agree with it.
It was just like how Li Qingshan could only change the Soaring Dragon sword’s name to the Demon Dragon sword after he had completely subdued and refined it.

Under their watch, the blade flickered with blood-red light before suddenly dimming.
A portion of the blood vessels lit up, exhibiting the words “Tiger’s Fang”.

The blade was intelligent, but its thoughts were not that complicated.
It could not feign agreement like humans.
It had without a doubt recognised the new name Li Qingshan had given from the “bottom of its heart”, and it had done so under circumstances without any suppression or coercion.
If another person obtained the blade in the future, the name would be Tiger’s Fang and not Bloodjaw.

“Alright then!” Yin Qing let out a silent sigh.
After all, weapons became renowned through battles and its wielder.

“Do you have any objections? Little Qing!” Li Qingshan glanced over and asked with a smile.

Little Qing? Yin Qing shivered all over.
“No, no.
The name is fantastic.
Truly a work of art by the king.” After some hesitation, she said, “Though, I think you should just call me by my name, my king!”

What Little Qing? She could not withstand it at all!

“Sigh, you’ve spent too much time in the Asura realm after all.
All you know is to fight and kill.
It’s unavoidable if you don’t really have a naming sense.
That’s not your fault.
Alright, you can use the Asura Altar of Armaments now.
You have to exchange for the best weapon possible!” Li Qingshan patted Yin Qing on the shoulder in consolation.

Yin Qing was tongue-tied.
There was nothing she could say.

 ……

Ten days elapsed in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingshan ate pills every single day and finally recovered some colour in his face, no longer as haggard as before.
However, he still seemed like he was just recovering from a major illness, his face pale-white.
However, he did not care as he fiddled around with the Tiger’s Fang blade.

The blade was fitted with a blade sheathe.
Because the blade was perfectly straight, it seemed more like a sword sheath.
The Great Banyan Tree King had personally created it using his own branches.
It was a dark-green, which made it seem like a branch that had just been snapped off.
It even had the patterning of bark, as it had not been polished.
There was only a ring of aerial roots around the outside, sealing the bloodiness of the blade within.
As such, none of it leaked out.

Not only did it guarantee that Li Qingshan’s blood would not go to waste, it also concealed its might, which prevented anyone from imagining such a vicious, bloody blade was actually hiding within the simple, natural “sword sheath”.

Li Qingshan hung Tiger’s Fang on his waist and said to Xiao An, “C’mon, let’s go check out the Crystal palace!”

Through the divination of the spirit turtle, he knew that this trip would be turbulent, but right now, he feared absolutely nothing.

Once unsheathed, the Tiger’s Fang only returned after seeing blood!