Hearing Qian Yan’s words, Yun Chujiu felt very bitter in her heart. She did not have a sword spirit at all, and even that pig head was a fake!
It seemed that it would be best if she could create a sword embryo before the outer sect assessment.
However, she still could not understand the patterns on the broken parts of the sword skeleton. If she were to rashly create a sword embryo, she was afraid that something bad would happen.
With a heavy heart, she returned to the mud house. Mo Xiao curiously inquired about what had happened.
Yun chujiu hid some details and roughly told him about what had happened.
Mo xiao gloated, “You’re really unlucky. Now that elder Yin hates you, your life is in danger!”
Yun chujiu blinked her eyes. “Brother Mo Xiao, Do You Yimo need spies? The kind that are smart and quick-witted?”
Mo Xiao:”...”
Mo Xiao looked at Yun chujiu with disdain. “It’s not that I look down on you, but even if we are developing spies, we don’t need trash like you.”
