The Demonic Sword Tao Artifact never imagined that there would be a day when it would be so despised.
Its self-esteem was severely bruised, yet it didn't dare to challenge the fierce Wang Licui, fearing she might destroy it in a fit of pique, so it could only endure silently.
Wang Licui casually waved her hand and stored the docile Demonic Sword Tao Artifact into the Storage Ring.
"And you?" Wang Licui glanced at the Divine Tool Level Storage Rings, "What good items do you have inside?"
"Esteemed Miss..." The Artifact Spirit of the Storage Ring replied in a flattering tone, "Although the master, no, the former master's Divine Soul connection with me has been severed, I must still adhere to my duty as a Storage Ring and cannot disclose such information to you."
