Tracing the Source, Changes!

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior." Su Jian spoke solemnly.

"But you have already helped me so much, Senior. How could I possibly accept another gift from you?"

Before meeting him, he had been somewhat looking forward to the little gift this senior had mentioned.

But now that they had truly met, he instead felt too embarrassed to accept it. After all, he feared he would never be able to repay the senior's immense kindness in this lifetime.

A person living in this world should not be so greedy.

"Besides, I already have my own sword. I have never considered replacing it."

Su Jian raised the jade sword in his hand, its surface pitted and scarred with cracks, its blade riddled with nicks.

This sword had accompanied him since the beginning of his path. He had nurtured it bit by bit with spiritual power, forcefully raising it from a jade ruler into a sword.

No matter how fine another sword might be, he would not trade it away.

He meant those words from the bottom of his heart, but the seven Golden Core cultivators beside him and Lin Chen in the distance were all cursing him as an idiot in their hearts.

Who the hell are you putting on an act for?

That was a Dharma Weapon above the Nascent Soul realm! If you did not want it, then give it to me!

Senior, look at me instead!

"You have your own sword?"

With a light wave of Xu Xing's hand, the Calamity Sword floating between the two of them returned to Su Zheng's side.

Meanwhile, the Heaven-Severing Sword in Su Jian's hand flew free and drifted before Xu Xing, who reached out and grasped it.

The entirely crimson sword on his back trembled faintly, as though somewhat displeased.

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