He suddenly realized that he had been a bit too verbose.
I still need to be a cool and aloof sword master from now on.
Su Yu stopped talking.
Bai Yu wouldn't initiate conversations.
After searching for a while, the two arrived at a grave with a long sword as its monument.
Interestingly, no resentment erupted from this grave.
Su Yu looked at Bai Yu.
Bai Yu said calmly, "This is the sword you wanted to take."
"Then wouldn't he even have a grave?"
"He deserved it."
Su Yu shut up.
This is my first time being a sword master, so I'm still a bit inexperienced.
"Just take it?"
"Um."
The two exchanged a brief but powerful conversation.
Su Yu also recklessly reached for the longsword.
He had expected a fierce battle.
At least in terms of sword intent, there will be a clash.
Unexpectedly, I perceived something completely the opposite.
"Thank you, it shouldn't be here."
"If one day you no longer need him, could you help me bring him back to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain?"
The longsword was drawn, its blade a deep crimson red.
"I don't need him anymore. Can I throw him into Ten Thousand Swords Mountain?" Su Yu asked.
"Thank you," Bai Yu suddenly said.
Su Yu remained silent.
Even a fool would know there's more to this story.
But I, Xiao Su, am not a gossipy person.
He looked around and asked, "Where's that treasure from before?"
Bai Yu's figure vanished.
Su Yu discovered that he could see more things.
Strands of red lines stretched into the air.
Above the dome, a white jade sword floats, stopping all the red lines at that point.
Bai Yu's voice echoed in my mind: "We can come back and take it away later."
Su Yu blinked.
I don't want to take up this topic.
He discovered that although his sword spirit was socially awkward, it was definitely not stupid.
He's even a bit cunning!
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