Wen Zhu stood behind her and explained with a smile, "Master, this sword is a perfect match for this waterfall, both being extremely cold. I have named this sword the Ice Sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air was slightly stirred by a chilling sensation, and the ice sword returned to Wen Zhu's hand, transforming into a small, silver-white sword about an inch long.
Each sword cultivator comprehends a different form of sword intent. Some sword intents can even materialize to aid their master in battle, but sword intents that can become invisible are unheard of.
Back then, that peach blossom went to great lengths to please the big boss, even stealing the ice sword that was offered by the four great immortal sects and giving it to him. But why did she hide the ice sword in the jade flute?
Could it be that they want to give the big boss a jade flute, so that he can be surprised when he is immersed in the ocean of music?
As Bi Xie pondered this, he couldn't help but lower his head and glance at the stunningly beautiful Wuyou'er, muttering, "I must say, that little face is quite captivating!"
"What is Master saying?" The boy raised his chin slightly, his peach-blossom-shaped eyes sparkling like a galaxy.
Bi Xie felt a chill run down his spine as he stared at that excessively dazzling smile.
He casually looked at Wen Zhu, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Zhu'er, I have never used this jade flute before. Since you have discovered its secret, it is your good fortune. Keep the jade flute and the ice sword safe and do not easily reveal the existence of the ice sword to outsiders."
"Thank you for bestowing the sword upon me, Master. I will remember your words." Wen Zhu knew that his master would not covet the Seeking Flowers and Treading Waves Sword Technique, but he was still very excited to hear Bi Xie so decisively give him the jade flute and ice sword.
His master still cared about him after all.
Perhaps his master truly didn't refine the Foundation Establishment Pill because he didn't give it to him...
Her hands, clenched tightly in her sleeves, tightened little by little. Now that her master had returned, everything would be alright, everything would be alright.
Bi Xie didn't notice Wen Zhu's actions; she was muttering to the hosting system, "I believe it now."
The managed system is puzzled: "What should we believe?"
"I believe that if I hadn't suddenly appeared today, Wen Zhu might have really done something terrible with the ice sword. After all, this ice sword is even more effective than an invisibility talisman. Even if those inner disciples died under Xuanhuo Peak, they couldn't do anything to Wen Zhu without evidence?"
"Besides, Wen Zhu is still my disciple. Even if the peak masters have some doubts, they have to think twice."
The hosting system felt increasingly uneasy: "Host, why do I feel like you're bragging?"
Bi Xie smugly said, "Please remove the feeling."
Hosting System: "...The host's skin is getting thicker and thicker."
Just as Bi Xie was about to brag to the little system, his palm was suddenly squeezed. When he looked up, he met a handsome face with a captivating smile. "Master gave Senior Brother a spirit sword, so what will you give me?"
Bi Xie realized that after this little vixen put on the bright red robe, she exuded the word "seductive".
It wasn't the feminine charm of a woman, but a captivating allure that could steal one's soul with just a few words.
Bi Xie swallowed hard, trying to pull his hand back, but the other person gripped it tightly and squeezed it again without any politeness. Wu You repeated, "Master gave Senior Brother a spirit sword, so what will you give me?"
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhu frowned deeply, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his gentle, clear eyes.
"What does Wuyou'er want? Anything your master has, I'll give you." Bi Xie tried his best to maintain his persona, and smiled indifferently.
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