Void
"Quite the nerve—daring to set your sights on the divine sword. You're courting death!"
It was a voice steeped in the vicissitudes of time, murky enough that no one could tell whether it belonged to a man or woman.
Along with the voice came an illusory figure.
It was actually a cat.
Its ears were extraordinarily long.
Most astonishing of all was the fur at the tips of its ears. It was incomparably long, rising high before drooping down, even extending past its paws.
The indistinct patterns covering its body gave this strange little cat an indescribably bizarre aura.
"You're the sword spirit? You're actually a cat that can speak human language?"
Ya'er was also stunned by the strange little cat that had emerged from the sword.
Yet she understood even more clearly that, though this little cat looked adorable, it was a truly dangerous existence.
If anyone truly treated it as some cute creature, not a single person present would likely survive.
Ya'er could not help asking, "I am Princess Xumiao, Cang Yingxue. May I ask what species you are, Your Excellency?"
Her act of announcing her identity seemed laughable.
Yet it carried a certain implication.
Under normal circumstances, even if one truly knew nothing of the other party's identity or origins, upon hearing such a self-introduction, one would more or less choose to speak.
This little cat was evidently no exception.
The little cat cast Ya'er a strange glance and let out a cold laugh. "It was this Empress who made you become the alien race that guards the sword. How could this Empress not know your identity?"
"What?!"
Ya'er was greatly shocked.
The one who had entrusted them with the Divine Melody back then was actually this little cat—the sword spirit of the Divine Melody?
Her