then.

Xu Yuting placed a palm-sized box on the table.

"This is a supernatural object we recovered. The preliminary estimate of its hazard level is B+."

The Taoist lines on the box shone with golden light.

Looking inside through the gap, you can see a blood-red bead suspended in the air, constantly spinning.

The color on its body was so thick that it seemed as if drops of blood would drip down at any second.

After the system scanned the energy information of the bead, it handed it to the mechanical puppet beside it.

The other party will put the props away properly.

After filing the bead's information, the system simply nodded:

"Well, the information has been verified and is valid. The rewards have been deposited into your accounts. Please check them each."

"This mission was completed very well, and there is an additional 10% reward."

"Really!" Feng Feng's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

I didn't expect there would be a pleasant surprise.

With the extra rewards, he will have enough points to exchange for the magic weapon he has been eyeing for a long time!

Just do it.

He couldn't wait to take the newly earned points and click on the points redemption interface.

"Soul-Slaying Sword? You actually got this sword?"

Zhang Xiaofeng leaned over to look at the magic weapon that Feng Feng had just exchanged, his tone a little surprised.

The warehouse for exchanging prop materials is right next to the mission props.

then.

Zhang Xiaofeng watched helplessly as Feng Feng’s points were all reset to zero before they could even warm up.

I exchanged it for a magic weapon that had been lying in the warehouse for a long time and no one had exchanged it for.

It's not that it's bad, but that the conditions of use are too harsh.

Not only does it require the user to practice dragon-related skills.

It also requires the user to have absolute integrity and determination.

Otherwise, it would be no better than a rusty iron sword.

At least, the iron sword won't go against you.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Feng Feng who got him.

Many people have tried to exchange for this sword before, but all have failed.

Zhang Xiaofeng considers himself a good person.

Even though I have never encountered a situation where I needed to help an old lady cross the road.

But if I really meet one, I will definitely go.

Such a good young man.

When he first entered the warehouse, he was blown away by the sword's energy before he even touched the sword.

Very bad temper.

The president said... that the sword spirit thought he was too cheap.

Zhang Xiaofeng was not convinced.

Who doesn't talk dirty and act dirty? And what's wrong with sword cultivators being a bit mean?!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofeng's dissatisfaction with the Soul-Slaying Sword seemed to materialize.

He prodded the blade with his hand.

The pale golden sword immediately made a buzzing sound.

"Oh, are you still not happy?" Zhang Xiaofeng looked down at it condescendingly.

"You are just a novice sword. Once your master has established his foundation, you will be eliminated!"

He put his arm around Feng Feng's shoulders, waved his hand, and made a bold statement:

"Don't be afraid, Xiaofeng. Once you've established your foundation, I'll ask Zhou Chen to refine a unique sword for you as your life-defining magical weapon!"

"Buzz!"

The long sword burst out with golden light, and the buzzing sound became louder.

It almost fell from Feng Feng's hands.

Feng Feng quickly grabbed the Soul Severing Sword, his face full of helplessness:

"Brother, please stop teasing it. You know, weapon spirits are always very simple."

"And the Guild Master said that magical instruments that have spawned instrument spirits can be re-refined to enhance their abilities. How could they be eliminated so quickly?"

He bowed his head to comfort the Soul Slayer Sword:

"Don't get excited, I don't want to change my life weapon."

The spirit of the weapon is trouble.

Although with the help of the sword spirit in battle, you can be more adept and inflict damage greater than the sum of the two.

But communicating with a sword spirit that has rudimentary intelligence is not an easy task in itself.

Zhang Xiaofeng snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Humph, tempering an old sword is not as cost-effective as just making a new one."

He was caught off guard and was attacked by the sword spirit and fell to the ground.

The photo was taken and he was ridiculed in the meeting for three months, but he didn't say anything.

Why is it that the other party can’t stand it when he says a few words in return?

The Blade and Soul species has a fragile heart.

Zhang Xiaofeng felt like he had won a battle. "Besides, maybe I can get a new sword..."

"Speak less." Xu Yuting dragged him back.

Just as the Soul-Slaying Sword was calmed down, it began to glow again.

She quickly apprehended the culprit of the disturbance.

If Zhang Xiaofeng dies one day, it will definitely be because of his mouth.

Xu Yuting winked at Feng Feng: "It's getting late today, Xiaofeng, you should go back to school first."

"Okay, okay." Feng Feng made a hand gesture in his mind, wanting to take the Soul-Slaying Sword that had just recognized its master back into his body.

But the furious Soul-Slaying Sword refused to obey.

A golden light suddenly appeared in Feng Feng's arms, and the Soul-Slaying Sword jumped out from it, slashing towards Zhang Xiaofeng with great momentum.

Zhang Xiaofeng ran away.

Of course, he was not unable to defeat a spiritual sword without the control of its master.

But when the fight really started, the feud between him and the Sword Spirit became even more serious.

So, he could only run away to let the other party calm down.

But he couldn't stop talking while running.

"No way, are you really angry?"

The sword of the Soul-Slaying Sword stopped in the air, and the next second it attacked Zhang Xiaofeng at an even faster speed.

The aura from it was so bright that it almost blinded people.

"I'm tired, let's destroy it." Xu Yuting covered her face, not wanting to see this embarrassing scene.

Cultivation can strengthen the physique, but it cannot save a fool.

Feng Feng looked at his empty hands, not knowing what expression to make.

"I'm sorry, Sister Yuting, I just accepted the Soul Severing Sword as my master, and I can't control it well yet."

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