Wang Ye coughed.
It wasn't really a gift. He had copied it with his simulator.
"Hahaha..." The broken blade's aura gradually became stronger, and its depressed aura from before was gone.
In the next moment, a unique wave of energy suddenly erupted from its body, sucking the sword hilt in the distance over and becoming one with it!
"Get lost! I don't want to, I don't want to become one with a fool like you!" The sword hilt let out a panicked and angry roar.
Seeing this, Wang Ye's thoughts moved, and he vaguely understood something.
The sword hilt had been extremely arrogant from the moment it came out. It should have been planning to make the broken blade mentally weak and become low-spirited. This way, it could take the opportunity to fight for the sovereignty of the body when it became one with the broken blade.
