Bringing such a disaster upon oneself is one thing, but dragging others into it is even worse. At that moment, Zhou Chuan suddenly collected his focus, releasing his intent, and the Fenji Sword darted out, landing squarely atop his head. Pausing for just a fraction of a second, it plunged straight down into his back, tied fast between two towropes. The aura of the Fenji Sword instantly grew dim and restrained.
Doing this was, naturally, proof that the Fenji Sword belonged to him and had already recognized him as its master.
"So the Fenji Sword is a bestowal from the sect! That truly cannot be tainted. My request to admire the sword just now was thoroughly rash, utterly rash." Pan Zi offered an apologetic gesture.
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