After making a blood commitment with the Aquatic Dragon Sword, Zheng-Fu had not yet made a blood commitment with the three Winter Flame Sabres. He had to check first to see if any risks would happen to him because, previously, he had been impatient to possess the Aquatic Dragon Sword and had almost been killed. If it were not for his great acting skills, by now he would be dead at the hands of the Aquatic Dragon Spirit. Moreover, Zheng-Fu had no idea at all what the three sabres in front of him were made of or what demon spirit was merged with them.
No matter how much Zheng-Fu tried to examine them with his psychic, he only received emptiness. Zheng-Fu could not help but tightly frown with a heavy heart upon the inability to check anything.
“Sigh... Anyway, should I try it or not!?” Zheng-Fu let out a long sigh and said with a slight expectation and worry.
Knock! Knock! Knock!