After pondering for a moment, Chen Ping picked up the Black Dragon Sword again.
There was still some reluctance.
"Investigate who in the Southern Region has the best weapon refining methods? To fuse the remaining essence of the Black Dragon Sword with my Non-Action Halberd..."
When mentioning "Non-Action Halberd."
Chen Ping's tone paused slightly.
Look at this ridiculous name, truly not wanting to find that iron smith in Yuanxi County.
As soon as he spoke, Chen Ping suddenly felt a faint sense of gratitude emanating from the remnants of the Black Dragon Sword's body.
He was slightly pleased.
Upon further sensing, he found nothing anymore.
Unable to hold back, he sighed and handed the black sword body to Han Xiaoru who moved closer.
This bold girl, fearless of the aftermath during the Divine Martial confrontation, when Chen Ping was pierced by the Streamlight Sword, she nearly rushed to resist it.
Truly a typical fool.
