Shura Field

Damn!

Something was wrong with me!

Artifact Spirit couldn't help rolling its eyes. He had to hand it to Hanyu—he'd only just noticed.

But that wasn't the only thing different about Hanyu. Artifact Spirit darted up and down in a bizarre fashion, then finally had a sudden realization.

It finally understood what it was. It was because it spent every day hanging around with Hanyu that it had become slow to notice.

Now, all at once, it understood what was going on with the aura radiating from that bastard Hanyu!

"Aura?"

Hanyu looked utterly baffled. Did he even have such a thing?

"You really do!"

Artifact Spirit said with utter conviction, even flying away to get a better look.

The Hanyu of now was like a divine weapon with its edge concealed. Even if its sharpness was hidden, its very nature would still radiate without anyone noticing.

A divine weapon was always a divine weapon. It didn't lose its power to intimidate just because it stayed sheathed.

The comparison might not be entirely apt, but Artifact Spirit had genuinely sensed an aura from Hanyu unlike any it had felt before.

It had only ever sensed something like this in Muzi Li and other powerful cultivators.

When had this bastard acquired it, too?

So, had Hanyu begun sensing auras without realizing it because he had somehow acquired this aura himself?

Artifact Spirit hadn't expected Hanyu to change so drastically after going through a divine ability trial.

"Next time, at the very least, you ought to kowtow to him."

Artifact Spirit spoke with a teasing grin.

Hanyu shook his head vigorously.

Kowtow?

Not a chance. That guy had gotten a real kick out of using his silver tongue on him time and again. If Hanyu kowtowed to him now, who knew how