It's weapons that multiply the lethality, not just ones that increase by a tiny bit.
This child, he likes him, so he gives him a weapon for protection, which he finds quite good. Who knows, maybe in the future, this child could become the heir of Huayan Peak or Wulong Mountain.
After all, so many years have passed, and he hasn't even produced a single hair.
Perhaps this is an opportunity.
Hearing this, An Jiuyue looked at Qian Jiyun, then at the little baby.
The little baby's weapon had always been a headache for her. She had seen many in the Points Mall before, but none were suitable for a child's hands.
But Little Nuonuo has already reached a certain level of cultivation. If he doesn't have a handy weapon, his cultivation level might shrink after a rise.
After all, cultivation is not just about meditating; it's also about training and fighting your way up.
"Jiuyue, you accompany Nuonuo. I'll wait here for you."
