"The point is that I don't need to use my saber to deal with you," Song Shuhang said calmly.
"Ahahaha!" The demonic hamster got so angry that it started to laugh. Afterward, it grabbed its toothpick-sized sword, and said, "You will regret saying these words, Song—Shu—hang!"
After it had said this much, the aura of the demonic hamster exploded, and dazzling sword qi condensed inside the sheath of the sword in its hands.
At this time, the demonic hamster looked the same as the sword it was about to draw out, cold and sharp.
It gazed at Song Shuhang with a cold expression on its face, and then said, "This sword is a rare treasure of the Fourth Stage rank. It's 6.47 centimeters long and weighs 0.5 grams. Although somewhat small, it's an unusually sharp weapon that can easily cut through the true yuan protecting the bodies of cultivators of the Fourth Stage."