How Could That Work?

Lu Xueqi froze for a moment, then let out a scream. "Ah?"

Blushing furiously, Lu Xueqi covered her face and turned around. Hearing the sound of urination behind her, her face grew even redder.

Drenched in urine, the Immortal Slaying Sword resisted fiercely, erupting with incomparably sharp radiance. Yet with its power, how could it possibly break free from Xiao Han's Space Bind?

Hum

No matter how the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword resisted, it could not break free from the spatial restraint around it.

Xiao Han smiled mischievously. "Well? Do you submit? Are you willing to acknowledge her as your master and remain by her side from now on?"

Hum

What kind of immortal artifact was the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword? How could it endure such unbearable humiliation? Its trembling became increasingly violent. Yet no matter how it struggled, it still could not escape Xiao Han's restraint.

After finishing, Xiao Han did not forget to let the remaining drops fall onto the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword.

Pulling up his pants, Xiao Han asked smugly, "Do you submit?"

The Immortal Slaying Sword did not move.

Xiao Han continued, "Will you acknowledge Xueqi as your master or not?"

The Immortal Slaying Sword remained motionless. It was afraid that Xiao Han might suddenly get another idea and do something even more outrageous to it.

Who was it? It was the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword! Leaving aside the Qingyun Sect, even the immortals of the Immortal Realm would treasure it dearly and care for it with utmost devotion if they obtained it. Why was this young man before it so abnormal today?

Seeing this, Xiao Han said with a smile, "Don't think of yourself as some treasure. Before me, you're nothing but a blade of grass. Speak. Will you acknowledge Xueqi as your master