"Not a lot. I just invited some close friends and some people I knew before. I plan to keep it simple with just a ceremony."

Some of the people they invited this time were people they knew from previous missions.

There are Madam Shao and her people, as well as Shao Shuxuan, Hua Zhe, etc... plus several elders of Xuanying Sect, so I think it should be quite lively.

After Qi Ningzhu delivered the invitations to them, he went to Yue Daiyuan.

When Yue Daiyuan heard that she was going to attend the wedding banquet, she tightly grasped her purse, her face full of pain.

Still coming? Why is there a wedding banquet?

My wallet is about to be stretched, and I have a pretty good relationship with Nanle Zhi and Bai Yunshu, so the gift I send cannot be cheap.

Forget it, it's okay to suffer a little, but you can't lose face.

"What's wrong? Elder Yue? Don't you want to come?"

Qi Ningzhu noticed that she had a strange expression and asked her curiously.

Yue Daiyuan shook her head, trying her best to keep her face calm and not reveal the slightest trace of worry.

"No, I just didn't expect it to be held so soon. I saw your master at the wedding banquet a few days ago, and she was still the same as before, always arguing with me. We didn't have a good conversation. I'll go there next month and talk to her more."

Qi Ningzhu nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, I look forward to your coming. I will tell my master."

After Qi Ningzhu exchanged a few pleasantries and left, Yue Daiyuan looked at the bright red invitation, hugged her precious sword and was about to cry.

"Baby, I'll support you next month. I really can't support you this month or next. After all, there's really nothing I can do about the ways of the world. Please don't blame me."

She spoke as if coaxing a child, and the sword spirit shook gently twice, as if to comfort her and show that it didn't care.

Yue Daiyuan's sword had already cultivated a sword spirit a long time ago. She had spent all her money on the sword. When the sword was taken out, it was shining with golden light, which made her look even dimmer.

But it doesn't matter, she just likes to wear black clothes, and it doesn't matter if it's a little dull.

Yue Daiyuan still slept with the sword in her arms every night, and was extremely happy when she felt the sword spirit.

Please, a sword cultivator who can raise a sword spirit is outstanding among people and a proud existence among sword cultivators, not to mention that she has not been raising it for a very long time.

Yue Daiyuan sensed the sword spirit's emotions and surprisingly thought it was sensible. She patted it and began to sigh for no apparent reason.

"Oh, for someone like me who has been single all my life... I don't know if I'll ever get this gift money back. If I can't get it back, forget it, wuwuwuwuwuwu..."

Although there aren't many, but if you accumulate them bit by bit, for a person like her who searches, it's still a lot. If you take them all back, maybe you can add a good spirit to your sword.

The sword spirit stopped moving, as if it didn't understand all the human interactions she was seeing.

Yue Daiyuan didn't care and went to every corner to look for the small savings that she had missed.

Look under the bed, behind the closet, and inside your shoes. One or two are also love, so you can’t dislike it…

Save it up, it should be enough for next month, I'll go pick out gifts later.

She took out all the money she had found, sat on the bed holding the sword and counting it, and suddenly the sword moved.

Yue Daiyuan felt it and asked curiously, "Why are you still moving around? What's the matter?"

The sword spirit was silent for two minutes, but then it moved.

Yue Daiyuan was counting on her fingers how she would spend the rest of the month. The sword spirit seemed dissatisfied and kept wanting to break away from her arms and fly away.

"What are you doing? Be quiet! You are my sword, what's wrong with me hugging you? Don't move, let me count the money here, can you give me some to buy some drinks?"

Yue Daiyuan muttered angrily, and the next second, a puff of white smoke rose up, accompanied by a "bang"

Yue Daiyuan was stunned, and suddenly felt a strange touch in her hand.

Wait...what is this?

All she could think about was, "My sword exploded? Why is it still hot?"

When the white smoke dissipated, Yue Daiyuan lowered her head and looked into the eyes of the person in her arms.

The man in her arms looked at her coldly, with an icy chill in his silver eyes, his eyebrows raised and his expression lightly like a distant thought, his red lips made him look a little more like a red plum blossom in the snow, proud and charming, but it seemed that there was some aggression in his expression.

She was wearing a black and gold dress, and her hair was covered with gold hair accessories that looked very valuable. Her hands and even her feet were also covered with jewelry and various jewels.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became dead silent.

"Bai, can you let me go first?"

She spoke in a low voice, with a hint of coldness between her brows.

Not to mention, her expression is a bit similar to Yue Daiyuansu's cold expression.

Yue Daiyuan:???

People? Holy shit! People?

Where is my sword?

What is this for? Are you trying to make me a living person?

Her eyes were filled with shock, and when she heard the word "person", she was completely stunned.

Yue Daiyuan was puzzled and confused.

She quickly got up, jumped off the bed and tried to draw her sword to attack the evildoer in front of her, but she found that there was nothing in her hand.

I forgot that my sword has turned into a demon. What should I do? I spent a lot of money to maintain it, but my job is to exorcise demons.

"Monster! You! You..."

Yue Dai looked away from you for a long time, unable to say the following words.

What do you mean? Give your own money back to yourself?

The sword spirit looked at her, frowned slightly, and spoke.

"My dear, I wanted to break free from your arms earlier, but you kept holding me, so I couldn't. I'm sorry..."

Unable to escape, when it was time to transform, he luckily transformed in her arms.

She observed Yue Daiyuan's reaction and then looked down at herself.

All these things on her body were brought by her.

Doesn't she like me in this state? Why is she so resistant? She was hugging me before, but she doesn't like me anymore after I transformed...

There is a part of Sword Spirit that is similar to Sword Master. Even if I am ugly and people dislike me, there is nothing I can do... This is a fact that cannot be changed.

She still called Yue Daiyuan in the same way, and the corner of Yue Daiyuan's mouth twitched.

"You! You! How did my sword...how did the sword become a spirit? When did it become a spirit?!"

She was devastated. How could her sword be transformed when it was perfectly fine? This... No... No!

"I'm not a goblin, I'm a sword spirit. Please give me a name."

The sword spirit suddenly came over, knelt on one knee in front of her, and raised his eyes with a firm gaze.

Yue Daiyuan: "No..."

She knew about sword spirits, but she didn't know that they could transform people. After all, there were very few people who could cultivate sword spirits.