Million Thoughts, Ten Million Opinions

Feng Baxing was at the limit of his anger and had decided to summon the weapon spirit of the Shearing Hurricane Fan.

~PIIIII~

The weapon spirit of the Shearing Hurricane Fan seemed to be infuriated as well, but due to another reason.

High Elder Juxue who watched this couldn't help but shake his head.

'This kid… wasn't he warned about summoning the Weapon Spirit? It hasn't accepted him and yet he summons it forcefully… he won't be able to use the Shearing Hurricane Fan after this.' High Elder Juxue thought.

He knew all about the three signature weapons of the Feng Imperial Family and had even used them once upon a time.

~sigh~

'Is this why Nephew gave it to you? A test…' High Elder Juxue felt disappointed. "But for Mu Lin… how will he fare now?" he wondered.

Rather than his grand nephew, High Elder Juxue was a lot more invested in Lin Mu. He had seen the man's progress and growth in the man.