“What did that little brat just call my fifty-billion-Spirit-Stone divine weapon?!”
Hovering thirty feet above the plaza in his heart-patterned boxers, Chosen One Lei Zhen nearly sprained his wrist mid-swing when he heard an eight-year-old girl in braids call his [SSR Heaven-Slaying Blood Blade] a “giant red rock-candy stick.”
“Insane! This entire family is completely insane!” Lei Zhen howled, pouring every last drop of his Rank 7 Early Qi into the golden hilt.
“Let’s see how you eat a five-hundred-foot Rank 7 armor-piercing divine blade when it slices your skull in half!”
WHOOOOOOSH—CRACKLE!
The five-hundred-foot crimson broadsword—wrapped in screaming blood-lightning and rainbow gacha fireworks—slashed down to within twenty feet of the courtyard’s front eaves!
Down in Central Smelting Square, sixty-year-old Master Tie Shan tried to leap up and block the blade with his body. Meanwhile, Nine-year-old Tie Ling buried her face in Su Nuannuan’s skirt and fifty thousand miners squeezed their eyes shut in horror.
On the VIP balcony, Young Master Jin peeked through his fingers, trembling. “Why isn’t the Immortal Master raising his spatula?! That little girl is only eight years old! Even if her older brother is strong, she’s jumping straight into the edge of an SSR Rank 7 blade!”
