[ Watching that reaction, he does what most cultivators from their world would not and unhooks Liebing, offering her over for the other man's inspection. A pale blue sparkle shimmers over her length along the engravings of clouds, cold as fresh snow and serene to the touch if such a descriptor were possible for a mostly-inanimate object. ]
She is part of my soul.
[ Almost none of the people with spiritual weapons would commit such a taboo, in fact, yet he owes Zhou Zishu something indefinable and this favour may go a small way to paying it. ]
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She is part of my soul.
[ Almost none of the people with spiritual weapons would commit such a taboo, in fact, yet he owes Zhou Zishu something indefinable and this favour may go a small way to paying it. ]
Please.