But Ta Ling changed his mind and felt that this girl's talent was indeed worthy of her pride.
There is also the green sword that recognized its master.
That was the sword that the old master used to carry with him. Like it, it was a divine object from the star realm, and its name was Wushuang.
The tower spirit felt a pang of panic when it thought that Xiang Sheng would wield the Wushuang sword and slash at it wildly before his death.
It is a inherited divine object and has limited killing power.
The Wushuang Sword is a true divine weapon of destruction. Although the power that Xiang Sheng can exert now is not as great as that of his old master in his heyday, it is not certain that this divine weapon, as an ownerless one, can withstand it.
However, even the Wushuang Sword has recognized Xiang Sheng as its master, so it is indeed inappropriate for it to continue to ask Xiang Sheng to be its slave.
Moreover, the changes there made it somewhat uneasy.
After laying the groundwork for himself, the Heritage Tower Spirit coughed lightly and finally continued, "Xiang Sheng, your integrity has truly impressed me.
Well, I will take a step back and form an equal covenant with you.
So, once you're out of this world, you can cancel the contract and leave freely. How about that?"
"Nothing."
Xiang Sheng snorted coldly, "You bullied me too much before, causing me to fall into Xue Jiushu's hands and almost die. I still haven't settled that score.
Now, you don't need to pay anything, just make this insignificant concession, and you want me to put aside our past grievances and form an equal bond with you. Where in the world can such a good thing happen?"
Ta Ling didn't expect Xiang Sheng to refuse without hesitation, and was so angry that smoke came out of his head:
“It really pissed me off!
Signing a pact of equality is equivalent to me giving up half of the inheritance tower! In your eyes, this is just a trivial concession?
So what do you want from me, to satisfy you?"
"No problem."
Xiang Sheng curled the corners of his lips slightly and uttered four words: "Recognize me as your master!"
When these four words came out, the inheritance tower spirit almost thought he was hallucinating.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I want you to recognize me as your master." Xiang Sheng's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
Mo Long was furious, "You're dreaming! I've given you a chance to live out of goodwill, and you dare to humiliate me like this!
This spirit will annihilate itself and will no longer care about your life or death.
Seven years later, feel free to come, I am not afraid of you!"
After saying that, Mo Long immediately retracted the spiritual consciousness he had released.
The fluctuations disappeared. Xiang Sheng looked at the calm void, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed softly.
It’s not that she can’t accept the covenant of equality.
However, she still has a few years, and Ta Ling is very anxious. She can take advantage of this to ask for a high price, then retreat and get more.
But unexpectedly, the inheritance tower spirit was furious and revealed his own weakness, saying that he was afraid of the magic sword in her hand.
Now, she is more confident.
With this in mind, the smile on Xiang Sheng's face the next day was more genuine than usual.
Tang Yin and Xiang Jianjue were still immersed in sorrow and did not notice the difference.
Wang Tuo had been staring at Xiang Sheng all day and immediately noticed something was wrong. After breakfast, he couldn't help but pull Xiang Sheng aside and asked directly:
"But is there a solution?"
The question was asked without any context, but Xiang Sheng knew what his elder brother meant.
It is too early to say whether it will succeed or not. Xiang Sheng does not want to give him hope, so as to avoid him falling into deeper disappointment in the future.
But seeing Wang Tuo's eyes full of hope, he couldn't bear it and nodded gently: "Not a single word yet."
This statement was really vague, but Wang Tuo was overjoyed.
Even if there is not a single stroke in the eight characters, there must be eight characters to write!
Shengmei really found a way to save herself!
Two days later, Yao Xuanjia and the other three returned to the bookstore with the chalcedony.
Yao Xuanjia built a new large round table and placed it in the open space in the backyard.
Su Qingqing went into the kitchen, took out the magic food tripod, and took out the rare ingredients she had collected from everywhere over the years and started cooking.
"Yue Yao, make the fire stronger!"
"Smaller!"
"Is it big or small?!"
Li Yu sat in front of the firewood pile, chopping wood intermittently, and occasionally looked up at the front yard.
Just after noon, Su Qingqing prepared a table full of dishes and immediately called Xiang Sheng out for dinner.
"Junior Sister, this is a goose I caught from the bottom of the cold cliff. The meat is tender and delicious!"
"And this is a unique spiritual wine from the Dongfu Sect, a small sect..."
“…”
Su Qingqing kept picking up food for Xiang Sheng. Everyone was laughing, but their smiles did not reach their hearts.
Only Wang Tuo was busy eating, and when he looked up, he had a genuine smile on his face, which made Shui Yueyao secretly admire him.
The White Tiger Divine Beast Clan’s acting skills are really good, unlike her, who can’t even laugh.
The others were much more perceptive than Shui Yueyao, and they all noticed some clues.
But seeing that Xiang Sheng had no intention of speaking, they all knew they didn't need to ask any more questions.
At this point, they can no longer help the junior sister. The only thing they can do now is to not cause trouble for the junior sister.
The people from Wuming Peak really did not leave. They each rented a small courtyard near the study to live in, came to visit every day, and occasionally went out together.
The inheritance tower spirit never appeared again.
Xiang Sheng was not in a hurry either, she still had enough time to waste with the other party.
Although she didn't know why the black dragon was so eager to sign a contract with her.
But as long as there is this sense of urgency, Mo Long will continue to lower his own bottom line in dealing with her.
Moreover, Mo Long was more afraid of dying early than she was, so it would not be too late for him to surrender.
She estimated that within three years, Mo Long would voluntarily surrender, and then she would only need to relax the conditions slightly and the equal contract would be immediately concluded.
However, she didn't expect that such speculation would greatly overestimate the inheritance tower spirit.
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