"You, a sword spirit, seem to have quite high intelligence. My talent is absolutely top-notch, so you don't need to tell me that. I already have a master, and you, a mere sword spirit, still want to take me down? Tsk tsk tsk," Li Qiye said.
"You have a master? It couldn't be that white-robed kid, could it? He was conquered by me, which is why he put me here to be worshipped. If he's your master, then you still have a lot of room for improvement. When I was at my peak, your master was no match for me. Alas, heroes eventually decline," the sword spirit said with a sigh of melancholy.
Just as Li Qiye was about to say something, Little Black spoke:
"This sword spirit is incredibly good at bragging. We've all witnessed how powerful our master is. I think our master might not be as powerful as it is."
"Hahaha, you beast seem to have some insight. If I weren't severely injured, my peak combat power would scare you all to death," the sword spirit said.
