That was a fine sword technique. You'd improved since we last met.
Even as Ji Liushuang came at him swinging, Fu Qian still didn't move.
He was quite sure she hadn't come to kill him.
Her sword drove straight in, the tip finally coming to rest against Fu Qian's brow.
An invisible ripple swiftly spread outward.
The next instant, Fu Qian's mind jolted, and everything before him went black.
When his vision returned, Fu Qian found himself in a pure white space. Ji Liushuang sat upright across from him.
"This is the Heart-Questioning Sword Prison."
Seeing that Fu Qian had regained his senses, Ji Liushuang spoke slowly, her tone as flat as ever.
"The Heart-Questioning Sword I just unleashed lets our consciousnesses meet here, where we can communicate as pure consciousness."
"Pleased to meet you!"
Fu Qian showed no surprise. He greeted "it," which had come in person.
"The special thing about the Heart-Questioning Sword Prison is that no one inside can lie. That's why I decided to speak with you here."
Ji Liushuang stared at Fu Qian without blinking.
"And... I have a proposal concerning the current situation. I hope you'll consider it carefully."
"Sure. By the way, what should I call you?"
"There's no need for a special form of address, is there?"
Ji Liushuang shook her head.
"Actually, I came in this body partly because it was the easiest way, and partly because you're less averse to her. You can keep calling me what you did before."
"Okay."
Fu Qian wasn't one to quibble. He nodded at once.
"Go ahead with your proposal."
"My proposal is simple... become my retainer."
"Your retainer... and then what?"
"We'll put an end to this pointless slaughter. You'll share my power and receive my eternal protection. Even I can't break this