"What you said indeed makes some sense." The person in white was holding a small booklet, writing and sketching with a tiny brush as he read. This scene inexplicably felt familiar to Chen Muxue.
If only the person in black beside her wasn't constantly shooting daggers with his eyes.
"It is indeed a case of death by sword through the throat, the Dragon Soaring Sword, an unawakened Lost Divine Artifact, has already recognized its master." Another person in white was examining the sword.
Upon hearing this, Chen Muxue subconsciously touched her back, only to remember the iron pot in the kitchen was cooking, and she inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
They saw the person in white take out something like a crystal ball and shine it towards the Dragon Soaring Sword back and forth: "Its owner does not belong to any Sect, is a Loose Cultivator, and has not been registered."
Chen Muxue suddenly felt her hair stand on end again. What? Cultivators need to be registered?
