Guesswork

Divine weapons were indeed as precious and rare as Ding Ling had said. Many already had owners.

For instance, the Dugu Family's Peerless Divine Sword, the Divine Sword Sect's Hero Sword, the Broken Sword Hut's Primordial Emperor Sword, and so on.

Everyone knew how formidable and valuable divine weapons were, but who would dare rob such great powers? Did they think their lives were too long?

Besides, even if they found an ownerless divine weapon, Guō Qíng and Helan Yue'er might not be able to subdue it.

Just as Duàn Yì could now only barely wield the Seven Star Dragon Abyss, yet was not its true recognized master.

Therefore, this matter could be set aside for now. At the very least, it was not something that could be resolved in a short time.

Then there was Yang Wuxia. Duàn Yì had not known her for very long, but their ties ran deep. In particular, he had repeatedly declared his feelings and pursued her, making their relationship far more intimate and ambiguous than that of ordinary friends.

By Duàn Yì's estimation, even if Yang Wuxia had not truly fallen in love with him, she at least held some affection for him.

Unfortunately, Duàn Yì could not truly know what Yang Wuxia felt, and so could not determine whether, once she learned news related to the Divine Dragon, she would directly report the matter to the imperial court.

Of course, he still believed in Yang Wuxia's character. Even if she would not help him, she would not betray him either.

Seeing Duàn Yì with his brows tightly furrowed, racking his brains in thought, Ding Ling found it amusing.

*This fool had originally been quite clever, always thorough and meticulous in his considerations. Ever since becoming this so-called Heir Apparent of the King