"Holy shit, little tree, are you clinging to my sword?"
Su Sheng was a bit confused, even suspecting that the abnormal behavior of the Wild Wind Broken Sword was being guided by the Heavenly Spirit Tree, which was beyond the scope of an ordinary spirit tree and more akin to an ancient royal family's guardian Divine Tree.
Moreover, he had already made a notch in the Spirit Mine, allowing it to connect with the Heavenly Spirit Tree, and what happened next was beyond his control.
"Su Sheng, what are you talking about?"
Zijun felt completely lost, what on earth was going on?
"What I'm saying is, the situation just now was my tree saving itself, it needed spiritual energy replenishment, so it guided my sword to find spiritual energy for it."
Damn it, he felt a bit mystical even when he put it into words, but it was worth boldly speculating this much.
"Ah, does the tree pocket have its own thoughts?" Zijun's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
