"It seems that you know your identity?" Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five.

Thirty-five subconsciously wanted to put his hands on his hips, and raised both of his short hands, but suddenly remembered that this silly action did not suit his current temperament, so he put them down again.

"Yes, Master. I'm not some system. I'm the sword spirit of your natal sword, Seven Petals of Snow." Thirty-Five emphasized, "The name Seven Petals of Snow is truly unpleasant. This fellow has truly terrible taste."

The guy it was referring to was Rong Jin.

"This is the name I gave to my master's natal sword?" As far as Rong Jin could remember, he had never done such a thing.

Moreover, Yan Muhuai is a ghost cultivator, not a sword cultivator, so where did his natal sword come from?

"Hmph, who made the master pamper you?" Thirty-five said sourly, turned his head to the side, and glanced at Rong Jin out of the corner of his eye.

Although Rong Jin didn't know when Sanshiwu was talking about this incident, he liked to hear this sentence. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he held Yan Muhuai's hand even tighter.

"Don't ask one question at a time. Just explain the situation clearly and tell me whether these two million merit points were wasted." Yan Muhuai didn't have much impression of what Sanshiwu said, but he seemed to be familiar with the name Qibanxue.

But it is not ruled out that before Sanshiwu spoke, he and Rong Jin were discussing the snowflake pattern on the sword, which made his thinking somewhat preconceived.

"It's definitely not in vain. Although the suit I am wearing now was given by the Lord God, I have cleared the negative data in the database and it will not be blown up by the self-destruct program again. I am now your natal sword and you can summon me back at any time." Thirty-five Cong Yan Muhuai patted his chest, looking very proud.

It remembered a lot of information at once and its mind was still in a mess. Yan Muhuai asked it to finish it all at once, which was a bit difficult for it. It needed to sort it out first and then tell it one thing at a time.

"Master, will you still need to use merit points to exchange for life in the future?" While Sanshiwu was sorting out his thoughts, Rong Jin asked him the question he wanted to know most.

Yan Muhuai also wanted to know whether this function was considered negative in the data of thirty-five.

Unexpectedly, Thirty-Five glanced at Rong Jin and said, "Yes, I need it."

"You are no longer a system, and you should not be controlled by the Lord God. Why does Mr. Yan still need to accumulate merit points? If the merit points are not replenished, won't his life be in danger?" The complete long sword flew to Thirty-five, and Ming Fei's voice came from it.

"The ability to accumulate merit points wasn't given to me by the Lord God. It was Rong Jin who developed it for me when we were in the Otherworld." Thirty-Five said this with a hint of sadness in his voice. He jumped onto the sofa again and sat down next to Yan Muhuai. "Master, when you were in the Otherworld, you weren't tolerated by the Heavenly Dao. Rong Jin anticipated this and developed this ability in me to prolong your life."

When these words were spoken, Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin were both shocked.

"A function I developed?" Rong Jin was a little skeptical. "Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person? You said you were a sword spirit, but accumulating merit points is a merit that only the system of the main divine space can possess. You two are not the same species, right?"

Thirty-five snorted softly again. "You're clever, you spend all day tinkering with how to develop new features for your system, trying to break free from the Lord God's control. It wasn't long before you extended your claws to me. I only cooperated with you because you said you could protect the Master..."

When talking about the past, Sanshiwu couldn't stop talking, and the more he talked, the more he strayed from the topic.

"Stop!" Rong Jin raised his hand towards Thirty-Five. "My system? Is it out of the Lord's control?"

He was filled with questions, which was in stark contrast to Thirty-Five's praise for his intelligence. At this moment, he felt that he was not smart at all, and even seemed a little stupid.

"Yeah, don't you always call the Master "Master"? I thought you'd already remembered what happened in the other world. Back then, you brought the system to approach the Master, using all your tricks to win him over. I knew you weren't a good person, and I repeatedly advised the Master to stay away from you. But the Master was good in every way, except that he was a little superficial and easily attracted to good-looking people. Before you appeared, no one could catch his eye, but after you appeared, he fell for you at first sight. Don't you two have any recollection of this?"

Thirty-five said as he looked at the two's confused expressions, feeling a little frustrated.

This feeling of loneliness where no one agrees with what it says is really uncomfortable.

"You may have some misunderstandings. We did live in another world and we were master and disciple, but it seems to be different from the other world you mentioned?" Yan Muhuai looked at Thirty-Five with some regret.

What Thirty-five said felt very unfamiliar to him. In the thousands of years he had spent in the other world, there was no place that matched what it said.

"You mean you spent a world together without me? That's unlikely. The merit point system is with me. How did you survive without me?" Thirty-five also began to feel confused.

The question it asked was a bit irrelevant. It was the one saying everything, and even it didn't know it, so how could Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin know?

"Excuse me, you said that I'm a system strategy master in another world, just like you and your useless former host in this world?" Rong Jin asked Thirty-Five.

Thirty-five nodded, "Yes, but in this world, the Lord's order is to let the previous host capture you and influence you so that you can survive well in this world. And you capture the host in the other world in order to kill him, because he is the number one villain in that world."

Yan Muhuai's handsome face twisted a little when he heard this, "Did I break the law?"

Thirty-five spread his hands helplessly, "Heaven will not tolerate this. Even if you help old ladies cross the street all year round, you will still be struck by lightning. Rong Jin is the lightning sent by the Lord God to strike you."

"Sorry to interrupt again, but where's my system?" Rong Jin completely listened to what Sanshiwu said as a story, without any sense of immersion at all.

He asked this to prove that what Sanshiwu said was not true. He had only recently learned about the outrageous fact that people could bind to the system. How could he have a system?

Thirty-five pointed at the flying sword next to him, "Isn't that it?"

Ming Fei shook the sword. "Me? Are you talking about me, or this sword?"

"Of course it's you. I've already said that this sword is my body. When you were about to be caught by the Lord God, my master threw me out to resist the Lord God's claws. I saw that you were about to die, so I gave you half of my body. As a result, I was caught back by it and taken back to the Lord God's space..." Thirty-five gritted his teeth at the end.

Every word it said was extremely explosive news to the two people and the sword in the living room. They did not ask questions immediately after hearing it, but digested it in silence.

After a long while, Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five, "What did the Lord God do to you after he captured you and took you to the Lord God Space? And why did you become a system and appear in this world?"

His intuition told him that Thirty-five was sucked into the sword just now and screamed so miserably, probably because he was remembering the days in the main god space.