"You overestimate yourself; it's not the demonic cultivator that worries me, but his sword, Greed. Otherwise, do you think I would need to fulfill my oath?"
"Greed?"
"Yes, the sword that man held." The celestial beast then started explaining the sword's history.
Hearing this, MingYue didn't feel afraid; instead, she felt interested.
A sword capable of consuming other people's cultivation. Despite the drawbacks, she was sure Vesa could do something about it.
'It will make a good reward for MingHao.'
MingYue then flicked her hand, taking out a mannequin from her storage ring. This one should already be dead, as it was stabbed by LingHua, but it's not a problem now as Vesa can materialize.
A red fog started emanating from MingYue's body, instilling a sense of dread in the beast.
She took a step back. "What are you doing? I already told you I don't want to fight."