"I said I wouldn't save you. Why are you still standing here?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.
"Have you heard the legend of the True God Sword, Young Master?" The little girl fell silent for a long while before finally raising her head to ask.
"I have," Xu Zimo replied with a nod.
Legend had it that a divine sword had once been born between heaven and earth.
Someone had wielded that divine sword to split heaven and earth apart, and in the end pointed the blade at the vault of the sky, cleaving open an entirely new era.
After that, the sword shattered into five pieces and scattered across the world.
Though this legend was ancient and somewhat exaggerated,
fragments of the divine sword had indeed appeared in recent eras.
They had stirred up a storm of blood and gore.
"Why are you telling me all this?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.
"The Thousand Sword Sect is looking for me because of the sword fragments," the little girl replied.
"So what? I'm not interested in the divine sword, and I don't want to meddle in the Thousand Sword Sect's affairs," Xu Zimo replied.
The little girl's expression changed slightly at Xu Zimo's words.
She had not expected him to refuse so decisively.
After another brief silence, the little girl finally sighed. "Actually, I'm one of the divine sword's fragments."
"I thought you would keep hiding it," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You saw through me long ago?" the little girl asked in surprise.
"No. I only saw that you aren't a living creature," Xu Zimo replied.
"Then can you help me now?" the little girl asked tentatively.
"I've said it before: all the bustling of the world is for profit, and all the jostling under heaven is