The moon was high in the sky.
Chu Liang had finally explained the situation. Thankfully, Senior Sister Jiang wasn't the type to make a fuss over nothing. Otherwise, this trivial matter would have lasted for days, if not dragged out during holidays for all future years.
When everything calmed down, Chu Liang took out the Demon Binding Rope, frowning deeply.
Even though the Demon Binding Rope served well as a control magic artifact, the limitations of its turtle shell binding functionality were nothing but trouble for him. Over the years, it had resulted in countless awkward moments where people considered him a freak.
Chu Liang then wondered if he infused the rope with an Artifact Spirit, would it develop its own consciousness? Could it then not solely be restricted to turtle shell bindings?
