บท 114: The Last Dignity of a Sword Cultivator

"Can I communicate now?" Fang Jinyu pointed up.

Xin Qianqian instantly puffed up her cheeks and thought, "Why are you mentioning the things I don't want to say? Two of these mirrors are in the Nine Desolations now, so what's the point of mentioning communicating with the upper realm?"

"Hmph!"

Xin Qianqian glared at Fang Jinyu and then cut off the connection to the spirit tool.

Fang Jinyu looked at the black mirror and couldn't help but grin. He did it on purpose. She knew that he could see it but not get close to her, so she deliberately showed it to him!

How preposterous!

Afterward, Fang Jinyu began to study the mirror in his hand.

The mirror was nameless.

Therefore, Fang Jinyu temporarily called it the "nameless mirror." The method used to refine it was extremely profound. He couldn't understand it, but the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.