"Could it be that brother Wang is the descendant of Divine Sword Deity?" He Xingu gulped.
"Divine Sword Deity never married... He died in battle in the dark fog, so how could he have descendants?" The old dojo master shook his head, "Perhaps, it's because of this young man's extraordinary talent... After all, the pets that he nurtured could easily defeat the mechanical pet that the many prodigies of Jiangnan Province could not..."
However, in reality, it wasn't that Wang Ye had extraordinary talent.
It was just that his soul was no longer in his body, but had entered the ancient sword!
Scenes appeared in Wang Ye's soul one after another.
"A mere ten thousand strange gods, I can slaughter them like dogs!"
"A pile of scrap metal dares to use a sword in front of me?"
"Bullshit Deity, you're just a lackey!"
"You call this a pet? It is but a domesticated animal!"