"How did it feel?"
Jiang Ming appeared behind Ling Xiao and spoke softly.
Ling Xiao hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but held it back.
How should he put it?
Amazing!
It had felt absolutely amazing!
It was the kind of thrill that a Soul Master with Soul Emperor cultivation could never possess.
Ling Xiao even found himself wanting more, seized by the urge to do it again!
That feeling of his blood boiling, that exhilaration of being watched by countless people, that...
In short, it had been incredibly satisfying!
But after the excitement faded, a sense of emptiness followed.
After all, it was not his own strength, nor was that sword his. The flashy effect from before had mostly been created with Jiang Ming's help. If Ling Xiao had done it himself, there was no way he could have achieved that effect.
"Thank you."
Although he still did not truly accept Jiang Ming as his brother-in-law, Jiang Ming had let him experience that thrill. Out of basic manners, he still thanked him.
As he spoke, he lowered the Ice Sword in his hand and handed it back to Jiang Ming.
"Here. Take it back."
The reluctance on Ling Xiao's face was obvious. Even the hand gripping the Ice Sword's hilt had veins bulging faintly.
Jiang Ming glanced at the Ice Sword in Ling Xiao's hand, shook his head, and said softly, "I've never been in the habit of taking back gifts I've given away. Since I said it was for you, keep it. Work hard. One day, use your own strength to achieve the effect of the move I taught you earlier. That move is far more handsome than the one you just used! But you'll have to work for it. At the very least, you'll need