So his fate wouldn't be left in someone else's hands, Chen Ming hurriedly changed the subject and brought up preparing a Second Martial Soul for Na'er.
Seeing that he was perfectly fine, she didn't dwell on what had happened, and his words quickly caught her interest.
"Then, Brother, which Second Martial Soul do you think Na'er should choose?"
Na'er tilted her head slightly, curious about what her Second Martial Soul should be. After all, the Silver Dragon Spear was a genuine divine-grade Martial Soul. Only another divine-grade Martial Soul could coexist with it.
Chen Ming had already prepared for this. He immediately opened his Backpack, took a look, and quickly pulled out the Golden Dragon Spear, holding it up as he said:
"Na'er, your brother prepared this for you ages ago. Your Martial Soul is the Silver Dragon Spear, so let's give you the Golden Dragon Spear as your Second Martial Soul. Who knows? Maybe you'll even get a Martial Soul Fusion Skill out of it."
Chen Ming had taken this Golden Dragon Spear from Tang Wutong during the Destruction and Life dungeon. It wasn't the one Di Qiu'er had.
In other words, he could farm divine artifacts in dungeons, but there was no need. He already had more divine artifacts than he knew what to do with.
Looking at Chen Ming, who was once again giving her something precious without hesitation, Na'er's silver eyes flickered with complicated emotions.
Her brother was always like this, quietly stuffing good things into her hands. He had fed her Immortal Herbs, taught her to become a Battle Armor Master, given her the Asura God Position, and now he was helping her obtain a Second Martial Soul—and even a divine-grade Golden Dragon Spear.
She was just a stranger he'd picked up, so why was