Almost at the same instant, Lian Ruohua felt heat flare against her newly raised palm. With a whoosh, the White Little Bottle in her grasp flew out of her hand, forcibly knocked away by something.
"A flying sword!"
She involuntarily stepped back half a pace. Her gaze swept over the streak of black light that had just appeared, and she cried out in surprise.
"No, just a flying knife."
Wang Yu replied without changing his expression, then beckoned across the gap with one hand.
The black light circled once before revealing its true form-a pitch-black flying knife.
"I've only ever seen such speed from a Sword Cultivator's Life-Bound Flying Sword." Lian Ruohua murmured, her expression shifting uncertainly. With a shake of her sleeve, she retrieved the White Little Bottle that had been knocked away, apparently abandoning any intention of using this magical artifact again.
Clearly, she understood that if the flying knife had aimed at her neck, chest, or another vital spot rather than the bottle, its terrifying speed meant there was a considerable chance she would already have been wounded.
"You have a keen eye, Senior Sister Lian. Although this flying knife is only a low-grade magical artifact, I engraved it with a special inscription pattern normally found only among Sword Cultivators when I refined it. That's why it's so fast," Wang Yu explained.
"You refined it? You're an Artifact Refiner?" The White-Skirted Woman picked up on something in his words and asked another question, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, I am indeed a Second-Tier Artifact Refiner," Wang Yu replied without hesitation. Naturally, there was no reason to conceal such a thing now.
"Very good. I've seen the power of your magical artifacts. For the final test, let me see your Crimson Sun Great Art. I've long heard that it's a