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The flying sword no longer appeared like a rough and unrefined silver ingot. Apart from its extremely small size, it now appeared exactly like a sword. However, it was seemingly in a state between illusory and real, and this gave it a translucent appearance and immortal aura.
Hovering in the glow of dawn, the small and exquisite flying sword glistened with a dazzling and eye-catching radiance.
Chen Ping'an faltered for a long moment before finally asking, "What's the matter, you want to fly out for some fresh air because it's New Year? Say, do flying swords like you pay particular attention to festivals as well?"
The tip of the flying sword rotated slightly.
Chen Ping'an tensed up, and he prepared to flee at any moment.
After rotating a full 360 degrees, the tip of the sword tilted slightly upward, while the hilt of the sword tilted slightly downward. It was as if the flying sword were familiarizing itself with this slightly unfamiliar world.
The sound of the little boy in azure waking up and yawning traveled over from inside the house. With a whoosh, the flying sword flew toward Chen Ping'an's glabella, with its speed so quick that it left an afterimage in its original spot. A thin arc of light appeared in the air, and the speed and nimbleness of the flying sword were far beyond Chen Ping'an's imagination. He couldn't dodge it at all, and he immediately felt a cool sensation on his glabella. The young boy reached up to touch his forehead. However, there was no bloody hole there, and there wasn't even so much as a scratch.
The flying sword easily flew into his body and returned to the acupoints.
It was as if the...
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