Li Guanqi glared at Peng Luo. Sword Spirit was a very important person to him. She was both his teacher and friend. 0

Then there was Nine Heavens. He’d fed it his own blood every day while it was still an egg, and Nine Heavens had repaid that bond with absolute loyalty.0

As for Peng Luo…0

If Sword Spirit hadn’t intervened, Peng Luo would already be dead.0

Spirit light flickered across Peng Luo’s body, his wounds knitting together visibly. He clasped his hands before himself awkwardly and lowered his gaze. “I suggest merging the Heavenly Lightning Orb with the altar in your sea of consciousness, Master. The orb can protect it, and you can...0