"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough. You, a sword spirit, can boast, but to act so pretentious, that's a bit much. Do you believe that if you say another word, I'll take you and roast you over my little fire?" Wang Yufan couldn't stand it anymore and said.
Hearing Wang Yufan say that, the sword spirit shivered.
"You are my lord, please don't burn me again. I know I'm fire-resistant, but you're using divine fire! What I said just now was a bit exaggerated, but I was also very serious. The boasting part was only a tiny bit."
"Keep talking, don't stop." Wang Yufan said.
"Alright, I really don't remember how I got here, but I definitely didn't belong here before. The place I was from is called Primordial Spirit Realm, and my master was Ice Moon Yuanzu, one of the five great Prime Ancestors at that time.
