As expected, events unfolded exactly as Bi Fan had predicted.
"Hahaha, I have to say, you're the second being I've ever seen whose talent has spanned the ages. Excellent, excellent. I like it here very much. It's practically too good for my recovery."
Seeing that Bi Fan had abandoned the idea of fighting to the death, the giant sword spoke at ease.
"Wait, Senior. You barged in and occupied a third of my Sea of Consciousness, and now you're treating this place like your household. Two nice words aren't going to cut it."
Bi Fan stared at the giant sword, speechless and displeased.
"Naturally. I think the same way, so how about we form an equal contract? You should know, the power of my true body is absolutely earth-shattering. A contract with me would be nothing but a good deal for you."
Since it hadn't possessed him, the giant sword chose to tolerate Bi Fan's disrespect—and even found it rather admirable.
That was one thing all strong people had in common. Once a powerful being acknowledged you, you were allowed to have a temper in front of it. On the other hand, if you dared to oppose it, it could crush you with a flick of its hand.
You couldn't blame the giant sword for acting this way. Given its origins, if word got out, it would truly shake the heavens. Even the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Worlds would never tolerate its existence.
That was the source of its arrogance.
And its previous master had been an even more forbidden existence.
He had been one of the taboos of the heavens, a being who had emerged from the Abyss of the Void. His name was the sort that could not even be spoken.
That was the real reason the