"May I take a look?" Just as Chen Luo was still staring blankly, Saint Mother Wudang spoke again. Chen Luo came back to himself and saw her gaze resting on the Qingping Sword in his hand.
"Of course!" Chen Luo hurriedly handed over the Qingping Sword and said, "Earlier, outside the Western Pure Land, I had intended to give the Qingping Sword to you to defend yourself against the enemy, but we left too quickly, so I didn't get the chance."
Saint Mother Wudang did not reply. She merely examined the Qingping Sword in her hand with utmost seriousness, caressing it inch by inch. Her eyes were unfocused, as if recalling the past. The Qingping Sword trembled continuously, seemingly responding to her.
At last, Saint Mother Wudang gripped the hilt, apparently intending to draw the Qingping Sword, but in the end, she did not unsheathe it.
"Here." Saint Mother Wudang handed the Qingping Sword back to Chen Luo.
"Hm?" Chen Luo was somewhat startled.
The Qingping Sword had originally been Tongtian Sect Master's Innate Sacred Treasure. Setting aside whether Chen Luo currently had the ability to wield it, even if he did, Saint Mother Wudang, as a disciple of the Jie Sect, naturally had the right to reclaim the Qingping Sword.
They weren't going to play that "this item is fated to be mine" game.
"Are you not taking back the Qingping Sword?" Chen Luo did not reach out to accept it, instead asking her directly.
A trace of a smile appeared on Saint Mother Wudang's wan face. She shook her head.
"The Jie Sect has become a thing of the past. With the Qingping Sword in your hands, it is your opportunity."
Saint Mother Wudang gazed at Chen Luo and said gently, "I know you."
"At first, I thought