Yun Chujiu had never been stingy with her own people. She had always been generous with her food and clothes, especially her weapons.
However, this fellow had never found a suitable weapon. Whether it was the rolling pin, the kitchen knife, or those immortal swords, they were all in her body’s storage ring. She could only buy a treasured sword and make do with it.
However, this fellow did have an idea. He wondered how powerful the nameless sword sect’s swordsmanship would be when it was used with elemental energy. If it was possible, he could teach the sword formation to his subordinates, so that they would have the upper hand when fighting the enemy.
Thus, from this day onwards, the people of the Ninth Legion saw their regiment commander holding a treasured sword and waving it wildly as if he was possessed..
The short and Fat Man saw Yun chujiu brandishing the sword like a madman. He moved closer to Sha Wuhen and said, “Big Brother, is little jiu being possessed?”
