The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit stared at Sikong Jing...
Then she said stiffly, "From now on, I am your personal sword. If you die in battle, I will extract your essence blood and soul essence and return here with them to reconstruct your body."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing's eyes widened. Didn't that mean he would not truly die?
"Do not think that everything will be fine. After reconstruction, you may not necessarily still be you."
"Your memories may disappear forever."
With that, the Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit flashed into the pure white blade.
The sword lived up to its name...
The Snow-Tempered Sword Spirit was exceedingly terse, with no unnecessary words. She merely explained the task that belonged to her.
Sikong Jing suppressed his excitement and gently gripped the hilt.
He murmured inwardly, Those able to pass the seventh level have a great chance of completing the Nine Heavens Emperor's plan to use demons to restrain demons. That is why the Nine Heavens Emperor forged the Snow-Tempered Divine Sword and placed it here...
Even if I die in battle, it will pull back my bloodline and soul essence to continue her experiment.
Passing the seventh level meant being one in a trillion...
Thus, of course the Nine Heavens Emperor could not bear to let those who passed die during their trials. Even if they died, they had to be reconstructed.
Yet the reconstructed Sikong Jing might lose his memories, and might even need to undergo reincarnation...
He might even fuse with other powers and consciousnesses. By then, he might not necessarily still be Sikong Jing.
Shaking his head lightly, Sikong Jing asked softly, "Where is the Nine Heavens Emperor now? Is she truly dead?"
"I do not know. I am merely a sword spirit. I only carry out the arrangements of