章節 606: Cough, Cough

Presently, in the Worship Palace Pavilion on the sword body of the ancient greenish-bronze sword, Wang Baole was immersed in the examination of his scabbard. After a great deal of thought, he decided to ask Little Missy about the scabbard's transformation.

"Don't look at me. There's no one in the entire universe who knows what's going on with your scabbard. You should just treat it as a complete mutation and work things out yourself," Little Missy said hurriedly.

Wang Baole grimaced as he shook his head. He studied the scabbard for a while longer, but to no avail. He finally surrendered. Wang Baole knew that he had gotten himself a great treasure this time though. This lifted his spirits significantly.