Zhao Changhe carried the saber, as if lost in a dream.
He could clearly feel a direct spiritual connection with the saber, easily conveying his will to the Sword Spirit and sensing all of its thoughts, such as a distinct sense of obedience and loyalty to kill enemies for its master.
It was just too proud to express it, but through this peculiar master-servant bond, its inner feelings were laid bare.
Is that all? You usually seem so dominant, but could it be that deep down, you're actually a trembling submissive?
He had never been able to see what the Sword Spirit looked like before. Now, it revealed itself to him without defenses, a mere shadow in the shape of a Dragon Sparrow. It wasn't hiding anywhere in the sword; it was one with the sword, one might say it was everywhere.
The ponytail loli is gone... but no matter how I look at you, you seem like a fierce loli. I wonder if you'll be able to transform your shape in the future...
Well, that's not important.
