Su Yuanyuan is now communicating with the Immortal Sword's Divine Sense, and the artifact spirit with the sweet girl's voice is crying all the time.
Su Yuanyuan feels a headache from all the crying.
"Alright, you're just too annoying like this."
"I knew it, I knew it, you must be annoyed with me."
"Stop crying. If you want to follow me, that's fine, but you must hide yourself, disguise as a magic artifact, so even the one with the highest cultivation in this realm cannot see through you. Only then can I take you along."
"Fine, fine, I'll hide, okay?" Xiao Shui always wanted to tell its owner, but now she doesn't remember anything. It's been millions of years in the Immortal World, and now really cannot say anything.
After recognizing its owner, Su Yuanyuan opened her eyes, and the Immortal Sword had already turned into an ordinary magic artifact.
"Yuanyuan, what's going on?"
"I've asked it to hide. I'm not bold enough to wander around carrying an Immortal Artifact.
