Grand Voyage : Surviving on a Ghost Ship

"Broken Sword?"

Yang Yi immediately lost interest. "Send it over for me to take a look."

“Hehe! I just dragged this sword back, and it took a lot of effort...”

The other party seemed like a chatterbox, giving a full account of the backstory while selling the weapon.

According to him, the broken sword was discovered on a barren island.

No vegetation, grey-white soul — lifeless.There was only one scorched blacksmith's shop on the island, and inside it lay the broken sword.

“If I weren’t in such desperate need of supplies and pressed for time, I would never sell it!”

The man went into meticulous detail, and within just a few minutes, he managed to imbue the weapon with a cultural and emotional value.

Yang Yi, growing impatient from the long-winded story, urged him:

“So, are you selling the sword or selling the story?”

“Selling the sword! Of course, the sword!”

“Show me the stats!”

“Right away!”

He sent over the weapon’s attributes:

【Name: Ironbreaker】

【Type: Relic】【Quality: Rare Item】【Description: A blacksmith forged this broken sword in a fit of rage. Crafted from an unknown, extremely hard metal, its rigidity made it difficult to shape, resulting in a crude and unwieldy design. Requires Strength 9 to barely wield and Strength 10 (human limit) to handle properly. Human strength alone is insufficient to utilise such an extraordinary weapon — it’s made to slay...】

A weapon image was attached. After viewing it, Yang Yi couldn’t help but let out a string of exclamations.

Calling it a sword felt a bit far-fetched — it was more like a massive slab of iron.

It was hard to imagine what kind of person, in what mental state, would forge such a monstrous weapon.

The blade was approximately 35 cm wide, 220 cm long, and the tip appeared to be broken off, leaving a slanted edge.

Its overall appearance was extremely rough, resembling an unfinished product.The surface was riddled with dents and uneven hammer marks, including the blade’s edge, which lacked uniform thickness and would cause tearing rather than clean cuts.

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If someone were struck by this thing, it wouldn’t leave a smooth wound. Instead, it would create a gory, jagged mess, as if torn apart by a beast — there would be no way of stitching it back up.

Yang Yi was immediately drawn to the weapon’s savage and rugged appearance. He asked about its price.

“How much are you asking?”

“50,000 Shell Coins, no haggling!

If the strength requirement wasn’t so high, I’d keep it for myself!”

He had a point.

Requiring Strength 9 to even swing it was quite demanding. For reference, an average adult’s Strength was only 5, and attribute growth wasn’t linear. From Yang Yi’s experience, Strength 8 was roughly double Strength 5, and the gap widened exponentially as the number increased.

Strength 9 was a rare feat. Few players could achieve it, and those who could were exceptional.

Even Yang Yi needed to activate both his madness bonus and Refuse to Die states simultaneously to barely reach that level.

Of course, he could also drink potions or use body-enhancing spells to meet the requirement. Ordinary players, though, would just stare at it in frustration.

“No discount?”

“Nope! If the attribute requirement weren’t so high, I’d sell it for 100,000.”

Yang Yi shook his head after reading the information. The weapon wasn’t bad, but asking for 50,000 was absurd! The last rare-grade revolver only sold for 120,000!

Guns were clearly better than this sword.

At present, ranged weapons were superior to melee weapons, and firearms outperformed cold weapons — this was an undeniable truth!

Moreover, the broken sword was classified as a relic, which usually came with drawbacks.

Many players avoided relics for such a reason, having been burned too many times.

Only someone like Yang Yi, who wasn’t afraid of sanity penalties, preferred them.

After all, compared to treasures, relics often excelled in specific areas.

“Buddy, could you at least hint at the weapon’s drawbacks so I know what I’m dealing with?” Yang Yi messaged.

“What else could it be? Sanity drain, obviously!”

“How much?”

“Why so many questions? Buy it or not! The lowest I’ll go is 40,000!”

Sensing Yang Yi’s probing, the seller dropped the price by 10,000.

The eagerness to sell indicated the weapon had serious flaws, and the seller was desperate to offload it.

So, Yang Yi continued bargaining: “35,000, and we’ll seal the deal — no more nonsense!”

“38,000!”

“Deal!”

After bargaining down 12,000, Yang Yi promptly paid and acquired the broken sword.

As for its drawbacks, Yang Yi wasn’t too concerned.  If it was just a sanity drain, it wouldn’t matter unless it was extreme.

The transaction was completed quickly.

A heavy, rugged broken sword was spat out by the octopus-head vending machine, crashing into the deck, and leaving a deep dent.

Fortunately, the deck could repair itself. Otherwise, Yang Yi would’ve had to spend materials to fix the ship!

“It’s really heavy!”

Yang Yi tried lifting it. Even with both hands, he couldn’t raise the sword, only managed to drag it by the hilt, leaving a deep scratch across the deck.

Before long, a private message popped up — it was from the seller. He seemed to be in a great mood and sent Yang Yi a reminder:

“Hey, buddy, just a heads-up. If you’re not using that weapon, you’d better wrap it up tight and toss it in a corner. I won’t say more than that!”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

Yang Yi immediately replied but discovered that the message failed to send. The system notified him that he’d been blocked by the other party.

“Is the drawback really that bad?”

Yang Yi turned his gaze to Ironbreaker, yet it didn’t seem all that special.

Wait!

He noticed the uneven, reflective surface of the blade, and within it appeared the fleeting image of a white skull phantom rushing towards him.

【The Spirit of Dread passes through you. You feel a chill of terror. Sanity -5.】

Yang Yi felt a cold sweat break out, goosebumps covering his skin. Worse yet, the attack persisted as the Spirit of Dread repeatedly rammed into him.

【The Spirit of Dread passes through you. You feel a chill of terror. Sanity -5.】

【The Spirit of Dread passes through you. You feel a chill of terror. Sanity -5.】

It was an invisible ghost, imperceptible to the average person.

Yang Yi furrowed his brow, realising he’d been duped!

No wonder the seller had blocked him so quickly. This weapon...would be nearly unusable for the time being.

It would take extensive training and adaptation to this terror to minimise the sanity drain, allowing him to wield the sword properly. But that process could take a long time...

As Yang Yi contemplated this, he prepared to wrap the weapon tightly and stash it in some secluded corner, to prevent the phantom from harming anyone.

However...

【Your sanity is below 50. You’ve entered a Madness state... Fearless.】

【The Spirit of Dread passes through you. You remain unaffected.】【The Spirit of Dread passes through you. You remain unaffected.】

A few minutes later:

【The Spirit of Dread has ceased its harassment and returned to the sword.】

“Uh...” Yang Yi was speechless.

Even with three eyes, he still couldn’t fully perceive the invisible entity. In his enhanced vision, the skeletal phantom appeared with drooping eye sockets, looking deeply aggrieved as it slowly floated back into Ironbreaker.

It almost seemed...a little pitiful?

Yang Yi suddenly found his own thoughts amusing. Feeling sorry for something like this — maybe his own mind wasn’t in great shape either.

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