"Your Holiness, please wait a moment!"
"This sacred sword has a stubborn temperament; let me have a word with it."
At some point, the black-robed young man at the pedestal had stopped. With both hands on the sword's hilt, he wiped away his sweat, exhausted.
Yuyan heard his mutterings from afar. She had already lost interest in the young man, but hearing such eccentric words rekindled her curiosity. She found it somewhat amusing and watched with renewed interest, tucking the sword under her arm and curling her lip.
Talk to the sacred sword...?
Putting aside the fact that this sacred sword's spirit has been dormant for hundreds of years, just in terms of cultivation, he's only at the Core Formation stage. To communicate with a weapon spirit, one would need at least Nascent Soul level spiritual power!
Still, this guy has quite an imagination, comparable to that silver-tongued little pervert.
