His attention had been solely focused on Ye Wanlan's body, and because he was somewhat bewildered in this new era, he had for a moment forgotten about the Sword Saint's Sword.
Now that the Sword Saint's Sword had been restored to its entirety, if it fell into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, the consequences were unimaginable.
"Little Junior Sister, what you said is correct. At this moment, my state is indeed not that of a soul, because I can't sense the Sword Saint's Sword," Xie Linyuan's gaze was cold, "Encountering the Psychic from the Northern Lands today indicates that Fengyuan is also fraught with crises."
"Big Senior Brother, don't worry," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "The Sword Saint's Sword has a spirit, and cannot be used by anyone without an Azure Blood Pill Heart. Bureau 723 is already searching for all kinds of hidden dangers within Fengyuan City. The Sword Saint's Sword won't be lost; I'll contact the archaeological team first."