Ding~
The sound was especially crisp.
The tip of the sword stabbed straight into Song Shuhang's waist, producing the sound of metal striking metal.
Song Shuhang: "..."
If not for his powerful body and the fact that he had cultivated the two greatest body-tempering techniques in the world, his kidney would have died again today. Even his Seven-Colored Big Kidney couldn't have saved him.
Song Shuhang turned his head and looked behind him.
Then, he saw Little Yinzhu in her three-year-old state hanging from the flying sword with a dazed expression—the flying sword had pierced through her coat, leaving her dangling from it like a mascot.
"A-Song!" Little Yinzhu called out in a childish voice when she saw Shuhang.
She was safe and sound.
The Emperor's kidney, I'll take it!
Song Shuhang reached out and hugged Little Yinzhu.
The flying sword she was wearing transformed into a fingernail-sized metal shard. With a whoosh, it returned to Puppet Fairy's finger.
On the surface, Puppet Fairy appeared to be carrying no weapons at all. In reality, any part of her body could split off into attacking artifacts, and she had a wide variety of them.
What she knew wasn't limited to Head-Hugging Crouch Defense.
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She also knew ORZ-Style Kneeling Defense.
"The enemy was too strong. I couldn't block him. I could only send Yinzhu back first... I set the flying sword's coordinates to this building in the Jiangnan Region. If you happened to be home, Shuhang, the flying sword would prioritize your aura as its landing point." At this moment, Puppet Fairy spoke again, her words coming in broken fragments.
"An enemy even stronger than you, Fairy? A Ninth-Grade Tribulation Immortal?" Song Shuhang asked with a frown. The pain in the area of his Dantian was