Cleansing the Sword

Listening to Hua Wan Yue's apologetic words, Ling Xian's expression softened and his gaze was no longer as cold.

He knew very well that if Hua Wan Yue chooses to help the godly flower, then he would be in grave danger. If uncareful, he would have to give up more than the essence – he would have to give up his life here.

Therefore, he coldly glared at Hua Wan Yue. "I'll let it go this time, but if there's a next time, I will snap the flower in two."

At those words, the nine colored flower shrieked in a human voice, as if it had felt fear.

This made Hua Wan Yue frown. She didn't understand why the flower would choose to continue absorbing Ling Xian's energy and didn't understand why it would scream.

This was something that has never happened before.

"This nine colored godly flower has gained spirituality."

Ling Xian's eyes flickered. He knew that the reason why the flower kept on absorbing his energy was because of the essence he had inside.