Gu Qingheng was straightforward because Xinxin had promised the sword to him, so it truly was given to him, and since his own weapon was a sword, he reached out and took the Blood-drinking Sword. Initially, the treasure sword seemed to struggle a bit, after all, its master had been Yang Ruxin.
But Gu Qingheng's martial arts and Inner Strength were strong, so he wrestled with the treasure sword for an hour. Eventually, the sword seemed to resign itself, finally stopping its struggle. "Fine, this man's blood smells similar to the master's. Fine, I'll settle on following him."
Yang Ruxin sighed in relief, genuinely worried that her man would be injured by the treasure sword. Fortunately, he ultimately tamed the blade. With it, he would surely be more secure if he went to battle.
Outside the secret room, everyone anxiously awaited the outcome.
They had previously heard noises from inside, which had truly made everyone nervous.
