The old man was very cunning.

"I refined it." Ling Chuxi said frankly when she saw that LAN Xinyu's hatred towards her was almost done. It was time for her to pull some hatred for herself.

"This flying spirit tool was also personally refined by you?" Ming she continued to ask.

"Not bad." Ling Chuxi nodded her head. She did not know why he was asking this.

"You dared to hurt my descendants. I should have torn you into pieces to vent my hatred. However, seeing that you have some attainments in weapon refining, I'll give you another chance. As long as you are willing to work for the sea Spirit clan of the North Sea and help us refine spirit weapons, I'll let the others live." Ming she said as he looked at Ling Chuxi thoughtfully.

With his rich experience of living for thousands of years, it was not difficult for him to see that the few people in front of him followed Ling Chuxi's lead, so he was too lazy to waste his breath on others.