"Little Blood, how are you feeling? How much more energy do you need to advance again?"
Seeing the new changes in the Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit, Yang Xiao couldn't help but ask.
After all, the Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit understood her own advancement requirements far better than her master did.
"Are you worried about me, Master?"
But upon hearing Yang Xiao's question, the Bloodthirsty Sword Spirit just giggled. "Master, by Little Blood's estimate, if I get about a hundred more portions of what we just had, I should be able to advance again."
As she spoke, she looked ready to fall back into her old habits.
Instantly, Yang Xiao's face darkened.
He spat out one word.
"Seal!"
"No! Don't, Master..."
Little Blood let out a wretched cry and immediately begged for mercy.
But it did nothing to change Yang Xiao's mind.
The figure that could appear at will in Yang Xiao's Sea of Consciousness vanished,
sealed once again within the Bloodthirsty Sword.
