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"These two drops of Divine Sword Milk are a gift to the two young friends."
The Artifact Spirit presented two Jade Bottles to Chu Xin and her brother Chu Chen, smiling as he spoke.
Chu Xin, holding the Jade Bottle, turned to look at the Artifact Spirit, her wariness in her eyes lessened considerably, and she said in a milky voice, "Grandpa, I believe you're not a baddie."
"That's good."
The Artifact Spirit heaved a sigh of relief, finally having dispelled the wariness of the two rambunctious kids.
"Boom!"
Just then, Chu Chen opened the Jade Bottle and poured out the drop of Divine Sword Milk, its terrifying Sword Intent sweeping out.
"Wait!"
The Artifact Spirit was startled; the Sword Intent contained in Divine Sword Milk was too mighty, it had to be completely absorbed in conjunction with the special spell of the Divine Saber Sect.
