Glancing at Yu Ding's stretched out hands on the palms of which the two ends of the sword were resting, Cao Li's eyes flickered for a moment.
Instead of bending forward to reach for it, she enveloped the sword in her spiritual energy, making it rise and move in her direction.
A second later, Yu Ding's sword was hovering in front of Cao Li's eyes, but her hands still didn't move an inch.
A fresh piece of white cloth emerged from her storage ring that very moment, and it started wiping off the sword's handle before doing the same for the entire handle.
When that was done, the cloth was just discarded at a corner next to the throne as Cao Li's hand finally reached forward and grabbed the sword's handle.
Feeling a firm grip in her hand, she nodded to herself and stood up, "Let's get started then…"
With that said, she slowly walked down the four steps and was standing right in front of Yu Ding the next moment.
