It sounded hollow.
I took a slow breath.
"…There is always a way."
I meant it in a broad, philosophical sense—everyone has their own path to find, their own way forward.
But the moment the words left my mouth, I noticed the way they all looked at me.
Not just hope.
Certainty.
Like I had just declared, without a shred of doubt, that I knew how to restore Ru Xian's cultivation.
What?
But idiot me didn't realize this mistake at all.
I scratched my head, utterly lost.
Why were they looking at me with such deep gratitude?
I had just said some vague, comforting words—nothing more.
Before I could question it, Li Na stepped closer, pointing at the floating Ninth Heaven Yin Shard.
"Master, you've truly found a powerful artifact." Her grip tightened around her halberd, eyes practically gleaming. "Thank you for the gift."
"Return it."
It wasn't me who said that.
It was the Will of the Weapon.
Only I heard it.
