"Xiao Tao, you're awake?"
Lin Xuan's face filled with vigilance, but Yue'er cried out in delighted surprise. Then she flicked her sleeve, and a peculiarly shaped treasure shot out.
Needless to say, it was the Mysterious Yin Treasure Box.
Yue'er reached out and grasped it. As she poured her magic power into it, a crescent-shaped short sword appeared in her palm, exquisitely crafted, its entire body exuding a soul-stirring spiritual aura.
Yet this was only the beginning. From the sharp blade, a ball of dazzling spiritual light emerged—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—like a jeweled wheel, shifting with glazed radiance, then slowly rising upward.
Within the halo, a figure gradually appeared. She was only one foot tall, but her features were exceedingly beautiful.
Gazing at the strange sight before him, Lin Xuan was first stunned, then his brows relaxed. When Yue'er had confessed her identity, he had already learned of Xiao Tao's existence.
Unlike an Artifact Spirit, this girl had been born naturally after an Immortal Mansion Treasure gained sentience. Though Lin Xuan was broadly experienced, at this moment, curiosity could not help but appear in his eyes.
Yet what greeted him was a huge eye roll from Xiao Tao. "So you're that Lin Xuan who doesn't know what's good for him?"
"Ahem, ahem..."
Lin Xuan was somewhat speechless. This girl's words were far too sharp, practically as if she had swallowed gunpowder. Was there some mistake? It seemed he had never offended her.
"Xiao Tao, what are you doing? How can you be so rude to Young Master?" Yue'er's pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly scolded the girl in displeasure.
Yet Xiao Tao had no intention of stopping there. Speaking of which, it was also because the Asura King had spoiled her rotten in her previous life.