Unfortunately, Ye Lan was as steady as a rock, holding the reins high up in the air with his back still straight. His cold face, stern aura, and resolute eyes made him look more like a general going into battle to kill the enemy, invincible and undefeated.
Not to mention taming a wild horse.
After struggling for a long time, the spirit of the weapon finally lost its strength and could only hang its head and groan.
Ye Lan touched its soft mane with his palm, and seeing that it did not avoid him, a smile flashed across his eyes. Then he smeared a drop of his blood on its brow, as if to acknowledge its master.
The situation finally calmed down, and the guests got up tremblingly and did not dare to get close.
Wu Heng and Xie Chenan were the first to come forward happily.
"Senior Sister, congratulations on taming the weapon spirit."
"Congratulations, Ye Lan."
Faced with congratulations, Ye Lan acted calmly. After all, he had given others opportunities before, and he was not taking advantage of them alone.
Then Ye Lan asked the spirit of the weapon to avenge Zheng Bo's anger first.
The spirit of the weapon returned it obediently, but still kept its head down and looked unhappy.
Ye Lan saw it staring at its faded horseshoe and smiled. He drew a talisman in the air and stuck it on its hoof.
The spiritual energy from all around suddenly flowed in, filling the gap in an instant.
"Ah! How come I'm back to normal? The color is still so beautiful. Can you give me some more?" The spirit of the weapon exclaimed in surprise. Only then was it willing to talk. It walked around Ye Lan with its beautiful big eyes blinking.
Ye Lan patted its head and said, "The colored glaze will oxidize and fade. I will paint a few more paintings in the future. You can change to any fresh colors you want."
"Really?!" The spirit of the weapon blinked, thinking that this master seemed quite good.
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