"Xinyu, this whip is for you." Ling Chuxi took out a soft whip that had a dragon carving on its handle and handed it to LAN Xinyu.
"It's fine, mine is already very good," LAN Xinyu said as she held the soft whip that Ling Chuxi had personally forged.
"I don't need it either, I'm very comfortable with this sword." Ling Yichen said to Ling Chuxi as he held the sword that Ling Chuxi had personally forged.
"I don't need it either," Baili han said the same thing.
Ling Chuxi immediately understood that they were reluctant to part with the weapons they had forged themselves. It was also a Testament to their friendship. No matter what the quality of the divine weapons from the vast waves sect was, they could not replace the position of this friendship in their hearts.
"Then I'll keep it for now. When you need it, you can come and get it from me." Ling Chuxi was touched and did not insist.
