Jiang Che glanced at the little sword spirit. She was surprisingly fresh and lovely.
He, Young Master Jiang, loved a little fiery pepper with this kind of temper.
Young Master Jiang had seen almost every kind of woman there was, but an artifact spirit manifestation was a first—especially a Little Loli.
"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll stab you?"
The little girl, who was fighting Li Qinghuan, inadvertently glanced at Jiang Che. That small-fry-like gaze... instantly ignited her fiery temper.
"Cut the crap! It's all your fault! You ruined all of my Immortal Wine!" Li Qinghuan was beside herself with rage. You might not fear death, but she did!
Jiang Che grew interested and walked over to the little sword spirit, looking down at her.
But the little girl feared neither heaven nor earth, glaring back at Jiang Che with her big eyes.
"Pah! Small fry!"
"That look in your eyes... don't tell me you're some reeking Loli-con? How disgusting!" Her gaze brimmed with loathing, and she even stuck out her tongue at Jiang Che and made a face.
Jiang Che chuckled. Now this was the right flavor—a genuine Little Demon Girl, with purer blood than even Yu Wan'er!
Young Master Jiang might not have many other tricks, but when it came to dealing with Little Demon Girls, he definitely had a few up his sleeve.
"Li Qinghuan!" Jiang Che said lightly.
"Y-Yes, Young Master Jiang. I... I'm not familiar with this sword spirit." Li Qinghuan seemed to understand something and directly stuffed the little sword spirit into Jiang Che's arms.
The sword spirit's cultivation was not low either, almost equivalent to a One-Calamity Immortal!
Don't let her short, Little Potato-like stature fool you—her strength was like that of a young calf. Jiang Che immediately used