Hei Xinjiu had the intention to show off. She pointed at the soul-locking lamp and said to Di beiming,
“Prince Charming, this is the soul-locking lamp. The remnant soul of old man nine fingers is inside.
“This old man still wants to scheme against me. HMPH, in the end, he schemed himself into the lamp and became a wick.”
Old Man Nine Fingers was so angry that he was twitching. However, the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit. No matter how angry he was, he did not dare to say anything.
Di beiming felt that it was not bad that Yun Chujiu took the remnant soul of the nine-fingered old man. The two of them knew very little about the heaven and earth. With the guidance of the nine-fingered old man, they would be able to take fewer detours.
“Old Man, let me ask you, is there a sword embryo in this world that is even smaller than a low-grade yellow grade sword embryo?”Hei Xinjiu asked.