"Master, this sword is quite special." Ye Ci touched the giant sword he was sitting on, rusty and hard to imagine it was a magical treasure, yet it seemed quite powerful.
Over the past ten years, whenever there were good materials, Qiann Yan would use them to refine the giant sword. As for the small world where materials for refining the giant sword could be found, who knows when the next opportunity will come.
The only thing she could carry with her at all times was this giant sword.
This giant sword was soul-bound to her, allowing her to traverse various small worlds, and others couldn't use it. There were once adventurers who came to her world, trying to seize her giant sword, but they couldn't even lift it.
She always felt that the true nature of the giant sword wasn't like this, but as to why, she hadn't found the reason yet.
