"Is that so? I don't know anything about this 'myriad qi' nonsense, but it's definitely powerful. I just wonder whether Immortal Lord can return the swords inside the cauldron to this Immortal Venerable?"
"Hehe, since Immortal Venerable wants them back, naturally there's no problem. After all, they're useless to me. I can't make use of flying swords like these Nine-Palace Eight-Trigram swords." Myriad Qi Immortal Lord gestured to the cauldron servant holding the cauldron. That beautiful cauldron servant seemed to look down on me quite a bit. After shrinking the cauldron, she reached in, grabbed a handful of the vein-patterned swords, and threw them at me. "You call yourself an Immortal Venerable? Shameless."
"Hehe, what's wrong with taking back my own flying swords?" I shrugged. Once the flying swords left the cauldron and came into contact with the attribute energy I had released, they immediately came back to life and flew back to me. The remaining flying swords were also tossed back to me by the twins, though they clearly didn't spare me a round of contempt.
I didn't think much of it, but Myriad Qi was delighted instead. When he had mentioned the Nine-Palace Eight-Trigram swords just now, he had clearly meant that he was tired of playing with them and no longer valued them. Now that he had thrown the treasures back to me, he felt even more convinced of how inferior I was to him, so he said with a beaming smile, "Of course there's nothing wrong with it. You two cauldron servants have been terribly rude, not realizing that Immortal Venerable was merely teasing you. Immortal Venerable commands the Creation Heaven—how could he care about these treasures? He won't take this matter to heart, either. Oh, I'm afraid your Immortal Venerable will be flying off soon.