Though the God-Slaying Spear was foolish, it knew Yang Chen's abilities were limited. Even if he wanted to help, there was nothing he could do.
After a brief pause, it said slowly, "Young Master, I know that asking you to avenge my old master now is forcing the impossible upon you. I only hope that, given time, when you reach the heights my old master once stood at, you can avenge him. Not for my sake, but for the sake of your human race as well. When my old master was alive, he stood tall beneath the heavens and earth, undefeated throughout his life. I do not want others to speak of my master and say he was once defeated by the Giant Beast Clan's king. Nor can I tolerate others claiming that Li Chongxiao's achievements surpassed my old master's. Li Chongxiao is nothing but a despicable wretch—what right does he have to enjoy such glory and privilege today?"
Yang Chen said slowly, "If one day I truly possess that strength, I will gradually investigate the evil deeds Li Chongxiao committed back then and expose them. But God-Slaying Spear, do you think I can do it? Given time, can I truly reach the realm your old master once attained?"
"If it were anyone else, I might not have much confidence. But when it comes to you, Young Master, it is another matter entirely. I believe you can do it," said the God-Slaying Spear.
"Hahahaha!" Yang Chen threw back his head and laughed. "God-Slaying Spear, I will not betray your trust. If I do not become stronger, how can I kill Hua Wanru? If I do not become stronger, how can I be worthy of Zhang Xuelian?"
The God-Slaying Spear nodded heavily. At that moment, the barrier between it and Yang