"Who would have thought the inheritance would actually be in this Broken Sword! To be able to elude my Divine Sense… impressive indeed."
The first to react was Jun Ting. As he paced outward, he addressed Ning Xuan, "She is the Nine Orifices Stone Spirit, isn't she? Hand the Stone Sword over to me, and I can guarantee her safety!"
Yun Wangshu, who was closer, reacted just as quickly. She swiftly put the Stone Sword into her Storage Ring and stood protectively beside the child.
Ning Xuan's gaze fell on the child, whose face was now even paler. He glanced gratefully at Yun Wangshu before turning back to face Jun Ting. The child had once again used her Primordial Source, but only to stabilize the sword spirit's Divine Soul. Apart from a pang of heartache, Ning Xuan was filled with frustration at his own weakness.
My power is still too weak! His desire for strength intensified.
