"Let's go. We're entering!" Zhu Chenghe waved a hand, then glanced at Xiao Hua. "Xiao Hua, we've all suffered some depletion by now; our stamina cannot compare to yours. You lead the way. If there are extra sword spirits, Zhu will make the decision and give you one. How about it?"
Xiao Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Many thanks for Senior's kindness. This junior can lead the way, but this junior does not need the sword spirit. After all, this junior does not know how to use a flying sword!"
"Mm, go on. I'll compensate you," Chen Yi said with a nod. "We Golden Core seniors will not let you suffer a loss!"
"Yes!" After bowing, Xiao Hua lifted a foot to enter the cave.
"Xiao Hua, where is that object from beyond the heavens you obtained at the Feathered Immortal Convention?" Chen Yi suddenly asked.
"Ah???" Xiao Hua froze, then forced a smile. "Manor Lord Chen, that thing was simply too heavy. This junior could not put it inside a storage bag, and... it could not be carried around either. Thus, it was left in Myriad Thunder Valley long ago!"
"Mm~" Chen Yi's beautiful eyes rested on Xiao Hua, neither confirming nor denying his words.
Yet Xiao Hua's heart skipped a beat. He had told Chen Yi quite a lot, but he had not revealed a single crucial matter. He had a guilty conscience over the Prajna Heavy Sword, so he had not mentioned it. Who would have thought... Chen Yi knew about it too? Xiao Hua regretted it somewhat now. Thinking of the Feathered Immortal Convention, of obtaining the Prajna Heavy Sword, and of Fairy Hongxia... Damn it... At the thought, his scalp went numb! *The Feathered Immortal Convention was held once every ten years. Who