Nine Swords Trial

"S-Surely, you're jesting with us…" Tian Yanyu mumbled in a trembling voice.

"No, not at all. Take it. I have no need for a Divine-grade sword since I already have a much  better one." Yuan calmly shook his head.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Tian Suyin spoke with a deep frown on her face, "Okay, what do you want from us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you telling me that you're going to hand over a Divine-grade treasure for free? I don't believe it. Sounds too good to be true."

Yuan shrugged, "Then I will leave it there and whoever is lucky enough will get it."

When she heard such words, Tian Suyin immediately rushed to pick up the sword before throwing it into her spatial ring.

"I guess I'm the fortunate one," she said with a stiff expression.

"Mother…" Tian Yanyu was left speechless by her actions.

"What are you looking at? He's the one who said he'd leave it there for anyone to pick up."