“Who are you?” Only then did Lu Yun turn to look at the girl, his forehead slightly creased. She wasn’t a threat to him in the world beyond the Gates of the Abyss, but her very existence made him uncomfortable.

He didn’t know her, nor had he ever even seen her before. Yet there was something strangely familiar about her. It was as if they’d been together for a long time and had a deep understanding of each other. That both unsettled him and made him very uneasy.

“Me?” The girl smiled faintly. “I’m Violetgrave.”

“Violet… grave?” Lu Yun gaped at the girl, flabbergasted. “You’re the weapon spirit of Violetgrave? I thought only dao immortal-grade treasures have spirits.”

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