\nThe boy kneeling at the gate stared up at the sky, dumbfounded. So amazing!
Qing Yue’s expression changed and he asked, “What’s happening at the gate?”
“Oh, a half-demon like me wanted me to accept him as my disciple, but I refused,” said Ning Shu nonchalantly.
She inserted her own consciousness into the axe, engraving her own consciousness into it.
When she had thoroughly mastered the axe, she felt like the axe was simply an extension of her own arm. She could manipulate it freely, making it shrink and grow in size at will.