Sword Slave sat cross-legged on the ground, watching in horror as Lü Bufan controlled the Sword-Nurturing Platform, suspending it overhead. The Immortal Sword Tianxiu rested atop it, giving off wave after wave of lustrous rainbow light.
"You can command it already?"
Lü Bufan nodded. "It doesn't seem very difficult."
"Were you afraid the sect would dispose of you however it pleased once you were no longer useful?"
"There's nothing wrong with putting it that way."
Before long, the Immortal Sword Tianxiu circled merrily a few times like a child who had eaten and drunk his fill, then vanished above Sword Slave's head.
Sword Slave looked at Lü Bufan with a complicated expression. "This way, I won't need to devour those Magic Artifacts and flying swords anymore... Do you know, whenever I cut those flying swords and weapons apart, a trace of resentment remains... Swallowing that doesn't feel good."
Lü Bufan nodded. "Weapons at the Magic Artifact level have already developed a trace of their own will. It's no surprise that resentment remains..."
Sword Slave fell silent for a while, then said quietly, "Thank you..."
Lü Bufan suddenly looked up toward the valley entrance and saw two figures walking over, step by step.
Elder Mo and the middle-aged Cultivator carefully examined the Sword-Nurturing Platform, still radiating brilliant light in midair. The middle-aged man said, "Lü Bufan, the Sect Leader has issued an order... You are appointed Mountain-Guarding Attendant of the Taihua Immortal Sect's Sect Hall! All your provisions and privileges will follow those of Sect Hall disciples... Lü Bufan, the Sect Leader has treated you generously! Serve the sect well. From now on, you will accompany Sword Slave. If you need anything, you may tell me directly... Understood?"
Sword Slave curled his lip and secretly transmitted a message. Lü Bufan nodded