"How do I know what you're saying is true?" Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, still wary of the God-Slaying Spear.
How could the God-Slaying Spear not know of Yang Chen's wariness toward it? It had long grown accustomed to it. After clashing and scheming against Yang Chen for so long, each harboring their own suspicions and hidden agendas, it had stopped taking it to heart.
At that moment, it said, "If you don't believe me, you can use the Soul Searching technique on me. You can learn all of my memories."
"Wouldn't that damage your Weapon Spirit?" Yang Chen asked in great surprise.
This was what had kept him hesitating all along. He wanted to obtain the God-Slaying Spear's memories, but the Soul Searching technique was far too cruel to a Weapon Spirit and could easily cause one to vanish.
The God-Slaying Spear's most precious part was not its spear body, but this Weapon Spirit. Yang Chen understood that clearly. At the very least, he had never seen a Weapon Spirit with such human-like intelligence.
"Hehe, then you've underestimated me too much. Search as you please. I'm not afraid," the God-Slaying Spear said confidently.
Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed.
He had not expected that amid all his mutual scheming with the God-Slaying Spear, there were still matters he had failed to judge correctly. At least when it came to the strength of the God-Slaying Spear's soul, his judgment had been wrong.
"Fine. Since that's the case, let me see your memories!" Yang Chen reached out and tightly gripped the God-Slaying Spear.
The instant he held the spear, Yang Chen sent his divine soul into it.
In the next moment, he came into contact with the God-Slaying Spear's soul. Then, he delved deeper and searched through its memories.
In an instant,