"Phew, after watching Big Brother Xia control these nine sets of Qiongtian Vein-Pattern Swords, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!" Zi Jiang said with absolute confidence.
"Hehe, why the relief?" I asked curiously.
"That's because I initially thought that, as their creator, Big Brother Xia's understanding of the Qiongtian Vein-Pattern Swords and his method of controlling them must have reached the supreme realm. But after looking at everything as a whole, it seems he isn't much different from me. Of course, he's definitely a little stronger, but probably not by much." Zi Jiang could not help laughing confidently.
"Then does that mean your confidence has greatly increased?" I smiled.
She had been stifled and miserable these past few days, to the point that she had not even shown half a smile. Now, at last, there was something good enough to fill her with confidence. Of course, she had been frowning because she felt this grudge would be extremely difficult to avenge. After all, when facing Immortal Might Valley, the second-largest power under heaven, she had no confidence in victory, which was why she had been so troubled. But things were different now. After controlling these Qiongtian Vein-Pattern Swords, she seemed to have gained another layer of confidence. She felt that her great vengeance was right before her—she only needed to stab through that thin sheet with her sword!
"Mm, I feel like I should be very powerful now!" Zi Jiang indeed gritted her teeth as she spoke.
"Then what do you think about going to get revenge right now?" I asked again.
"That's a must! I wish I could slaughter every last one of them! I won't spare a single one!" Zi Jiang's gnashing hatred was no less than mine, but she soon asked, "Still, we've been flying