A Mystery in the Small World

"It's best if you don't have a Small World, kid. I had no choice but to devote myself to you because of your good aptitude. So, you'd better not have any devious thoughts."

"Devote yourself to me... it sounds as if I've done something to you."

Victor ignored the sword spirit's words and focused his attention on Feng Jiu's self-created Small World.

What made Victor feel strange was that this Small World was much bigger than what he had imagined. It seemed that the mountain peak was just a short distance away, but even after two hours, Victor had yet to arrive.

"What's going on?"

Victor subconsciously asked the sword spirit for help, but he suddenly realized that he had been relying too much on the sword spirit recently. It was not a good idea to continue like this.