A weak Changbo

Bai YiJun was just as shocked as Hua Tianshu. He thought he was the only one who had come here in search of Jie Fu Lian's soul. 

"Your legs..." Hua Tianshu looked down with a frown as he pointed out. 

Bai YiJun, who always pretended to be crazy and used a wheelchair because of his broken legs was now effortlessly standing on his own and looking back at Hua Tianshu as if there was nothing wrong with it. 

"We do not have time to discuss his legs," Hua Meifang sighed as she spoke up, "We have a bigger problem." 

"Huh?" Hua Tianshu's eyes trailed down to what Bai YiJun was holding and he immediately felt his heart stop for a second. 

It was a weak Changbo... 

Hua Tianshu immediately rushed over and snatched the sword away from the man. He poured in a little bit of his own spiritual energy to check what was happening to Changbo.