She smiled broadly, a smile that sent a chill down Feng Ling's spine. What exactly did this woman leave inside Bai Qiling's body? He was so eager to find out!
Upon receiving the porcelain-white "Prosperous Era" sword, the wind chime instantly sensed its grand and majestic aura.
Of all the blades in the world, I reign supreme!
Buzz—
As if sensing the wind chimes, the knife also began to hum!
Wind Chime exclaimed in shock:
"This sword even has a sword spirit!"
Xiao Yue smiled slightly:
"It's a sword spirit trained by your father. Try fighting it."
Feng Ling was shocked and immediately closed her eyes, trying to connect with the sword spirit with her spiritual sense.
An aged voice suddenly echoed in his mind:
[You...are you finally back?]
The voice was deep and powerful, yet the wind chimes sensed...an endless sorrow!
The sound of wind chimes sent chills down my spine!
This sword spirit can actually speak...
Sword spirits generally don't speak unless they've existed for a very, very long time. But usually, a sword spirit can outlive its master to death. Users usually communicate with them spiritually, just like the sword spirit in the Demon-Suppressing Stele. But this sword spirit can actually speak.
The wind chimes were so shocked that they forgot how to reply.
After a long while, the sword spirit spoke again:
[No...you're not him...but...you two seem to...]
[Who are you? ]
Wind Chime opened her mouth, then swallowed hard, and immediately replied in her mind:
"Senior...I am the person you spoke of, child..."
[child? ]
...
After a long silence:
[Where is he? Where...did he go?]
The tone had become flat compared to before, but the wind chime sensed its deep loneliness.
It turns out it had been waiting for him all along.
The fact that such a sword spirit could wait for so long is enough to show what kind of impression Feng Xing left on it, and what kind of beautiful past they had shared together.
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