The Sage Warned Him About the Rules

The little Sword Spirit, brimming with power, seemed to have grown a whole size bigger. Most amusing of all, its scabbard had finally stopped falling off.

That made it incredibly happy.

The scabbard was like its underpants. If it kept falling down, it always felt so embarrassed.

Thinking of what Hanyu had promised, the little Sword Spirit spoke in a childish voice.

"Since you've been so decent, I'll let you in on a question."

At the mention of getting a question in advance, Hanyu wasn't the least bit happy. If anything, his teeth started aching.

Damn it, they all said they'd let him in on a question, but once he got inside, it was never what they'd made it sound like.

Should he listen?

Yes! Why wouldn't he?

Hanyu was quite shameless about it, putting on an attentive expression. The little Sword Spirit was satisfied, and only then did it speak slowly.

"Run faster!"

What?

What did that mean?

Hanyu was completely at a loss. They'd said it would let him in on a question, and it was brushing him off with just those three words?

Could these spirits ever be reliable?

While Hanyu grumbled to himself, the little Sword Spirit had already transformed into a streak of spiritual light and flown up, darting straight toward the space between Hanyu's brows. It gently tapped the spot over his Sea of Consciousness with its scabbard, and a mysterious power quickly enveloped him.

He only felt himself float weightlessly for a moment, and then there was nothing.

Mo Xiuwen had already gotten used to this. He found a place to set Hanyu down, and all that remained was to wait patiently.

Su Xiaoxiao was probably witnessing a divine ability cultivator's breakthrough for the first time too, and couldn't help but marvel.

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