"What did you accomplish? Tian Meng, why are you shouting so early in the morning?"
At the entrance to the forging room, Jiang Yi walked over carrying the little scorpion. He yawned and peered inside with bleary eyes.
Tian Meng was crouching on the floor, her huge eyes sparkling as she held up a pink dagger. She looked utterly unhinged.
After tidying herself up a bit, Jiang Yi felt she could go to the Extreme North forbidden zone and play the role of a Great Accomplishment Sacred Body.
"Hehe, Jiang Yi, look! I get it now—Soul Tools can also be an extension of the body!"
Tian Meng turned around and grinned at Jiang Yi. The dagger in her hand became a streak of light and merged into her arm.
It had not been stored away; it had fused with her flesh and blood, leaving a pink butterfly-shaped mark imprinted on her hand.
This was the Butterfly Dagger, yet no longer the Butterfly Dagger it had once been. It was now a Butterfly Dagger branded with the origin of her spirit.
"Hm?"
Jiang Yi's sleepy eyes abruptly widened.
A Life-Bound Soul Tool?
Kong Deming had proposed this concept only in his later years. By fusing it with one's own Martial Soul, its principles could be said to resemble those of the battle armor of later generations.
Before, Jiang Yi had merely been bragging casually to Tian Meng. He had never expected this girl to actually make it work.
Could she really be a genius?
"From today onward, your big sis is no longer a combat-power-five weakling! I am the King of the Extreme North!"
Seeing Jiang Yi's stunned expression, Tian Meng grinned, planted her hands on her hips, then arrogantly looked at the little scorpion in Jiang Yi's arms.
"Bingbing, hurry