Wen Mianmian is so depressed now. She has just tried for a long time in the space, but this thing still cannot be turned back into a bracelet.
If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have shed blood.
"Let me see." The Fourth Master took her hand and looked carefully at the small sleeve crossbow on her hand.
He wanted to help her take it off, but the little thing seemed to be welded to her wrist and could not be removed at all.
"I can't take it off. I've tried many times, but it's no use."
If this continues, how will she face people in the future?
"So what should we do? How did you get this thing up there?"
The Fourth Master watched for a long time but couldn't take the small sleeve crossbow off Wen Mianmian's wrist.
"It came up there on its own. I'll try again later. If that doesn't work, I'll try with a knife to see if I can cut off the edge."
She had checked and found that the piece on her hand was made of leather. If it didn't work, she could try using a knife. She had just come out to try using a knife to see if she could cut it open.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, the small crossbow immediately turned into a knife and was held in Wen Mianmian's hand.
This action scared both Wen Mianmian and the Fourth Master.
"This~"
Wen Mianmian picked up the knife and took a close look at it.
The blade was very sharp, and Wen Mianmian tried it on the edge of the table.
With a light scratch, an obvious knife mark appeared. She didn't use much force, but the scratch was very deep, which shows how sharp the dagger was.
"Mianmian, tell me one more thing and see if it can be transformed according to your wishes."
The Fourth Master looked down at what was in Mianmian's hand and thought.
Wen Mianmian nodded, then thought of something, "Hammer~"
As soon as Wen Mianmian finished speaking, the dagger immediately turned into a half-meter-long hammer.
The head of the big hammer was almost hitting the Fourth Master's face.
Wen Mianmian: “…”
Fourth Master: “…”
Wen Mianmian quickly moved the big hammer away, and the two of them were stunned looking at the big hammer.
Fortunately, Wen Mianmian couldn't feel any weight when holding it in her hand.
Otherwise, looking at this big hammer, Wen Mianmian might not be able to lift it.
"Mianmian, how did you suddenly think of turning into a hammer?"
Looking at her expression just now, if you didn’t know her, you would think Mianmian was holding a big hammer and trying to murder her husband.
Wen Mianmian smiled sheepishly, "I didn't know what to change, so I changed this."
Wen Mianmian concentrated all her attention on changing the big hammer back into the exquisite bracelet. After doing this over and over again, Wen Mianmian actually felt a little tired.
It seems that this thing is not easy to change at all.
"By the way, master, please come in with me." After Wen Mianmian finished speaking, she pulled the Fourth Master back into the space.
Wen Mianmian pulled the Fourth Master to the sword.
"Master, would you like to try this sword?"
The Fourth Master's mouth twitched as he looked at the worn-out sword lying inside.
"Mianmian, are you sure this is a sword?" This sword was really the most worn-out sword he had ever seen in his life.
If Mianmian hadn't said that this was a sword, he really wouldn't have been able to tell.
sword:"……"
Doesn't it look so unlike a sword?
What kind of look is this person giving?
But this man is a good candidate, and he is just barely worthy of the Blue Ice Sword.
But it is sealed now. How can it make this man form a bond with it?
"Master, although it looks a bit ugly, it is indeed a sword, and a fine spiritual sword at that."
"Would you like to try a drop of your blood?"
Jian: This girl has some vision. Although her words are a bit harsh, if she can get this man to form a contract with her, then the seal can be broken and it can return to its original appearance.
If this girl could really help it, then it could force itself to ignore her disrespectful words to it just now.
Wen Mianmian went to get the book and showed him the picture of the Blue Ice Sword.
"Master, take a look at what this Blue Ice Sword originally looked like. Although it looks quite different now, it's even a bit horrible."
"But maybe if you drop a drop of your blood on him, he can recover to his original appearance. That's what I did just now. Do you want to try it?"
Wen Mianmian looked at him and said, it’s okay if the master doesn’t want to.
Anyway, this thing has been placed in the space. Whenever the master wants to try it, he can just come in.
When the Fourth Master saw the blue ice sword in the picture, his eyes lit up. However, when he saw the sword in the box, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes. Are these two swords really the same sword?
Why is he a little bit unconvinced?
"Then let's give it a try." After all, it won't be a big deal if it doesn't work.
On the contrary, if this sword is really as described in the picture, then he has earned it himself?
The Fourth Master scratched his hand and dripped a drop of blood on it.
After waiting for a while, the sword gradually flashed with blue light, and the originally gray and worn parts became brand new again.
After the blue light gradually faded away, a brand new blue ice sword appeared in front of the two.
The Fourth Master was really surprised. He didn't expect that this blood would be so useful.
The blue ice sword flew out of the box and flew around in the space.
"Hahaha, I'm finally out. After thousands of years, I'm finally free." A crisp young voice resounded in the ears of the Fourth Master.
The sword was extremely excited. When the Fourth Master heard the sword's inner voice, he was surprised for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
Unbelievable things have become commonplace, and the Fourth Master has quickly accepted them.
The sword was still flying around and spinning in circles.
"Hey, have you flown enough?" Wen Mianmian shouted at the sword.
The sword heard Wen Mianmian's voice and flew towards them.
It stood in front of the two of them, as if sizing them up.
"Hey, kid, you're lucky. Since you helped me, I owe you a favor. Just tell me what you want."
The sword spirit looked at the Fourth Master and spoke arrogantly.
When the Fourth Master heard what it said, his eyes narrowed.
"Are you sure that if it weren't for me, you would become what you are now."
The sword spirit took advantage of the fact that the Fourth Master did not understand their contract rituals and bullied people.
Although a contract has been signed, it is not impossible to break it. The Blue Ice Sword does not want to be bound to this human who has no cultivation at all.
It felt that this human was still a little too weak and not strong enough.
"Am I being ungrateful, or are you being ungrateful? You've just recovered. If it weren't for that drop of blood I just dropped, would you have been able to come out?"
The Fourth Master looked at the sword with a defiant look in his eyes.
Do you really think he knows nothing?
"Why, do you know who I am? I owe you a favor, which is a great blessing. Please don't be ungrateful."
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