But just when Chen Ping was about to leave, the woman suddenly called out to Chen Ping and said, "You have seen my whole body, and now you see my ugly appearance, do you just want to leave like this?"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Chen Ping looked at the woman speechlessly: "Do you still want me to stay here forever and pledge myself to you?"
"Bah, who asked you to commit yourself to me? I just asked you to swear that you will never tell this matter."
"Besides, what's your name? You can't take advantage of me. I don't even know your name!"
The woman asked Chen Ping!
"My name is Chen Ping. I won't tell anyone what happened today. Is it at the head office now?"
Chen Ping said helplessly!
"No, you destroyed my sword, you have to compensate me..."
The woman shook her head and said!
"How can I compensate you? Besides, you took the initiative to attack me and almost killed me. Do you still want me to compensate you for your sword?"
Chen Ping was speechless, this woman was a little unreasonable!
It was obvious that she was the one who attacked her first, and then counterattacked in the end when she had no choice but to now shamelessly ask herself to pay for her sword.
"Then give me the sword in your hand. I think your sword is not bad!"
The woman said!
"Go away..." Chen Ping suddenly cursed: "My sword is equal to my life, how can I pay it to you?"
"You are talking nonsense, I will kill you with one sword, you are so long-winded..."
Chen Ping was angry, but the woman was not afraid. She glared at Chen Ping and said, "My sword was forged by the Weapon Refining Sect. It is the fifty-eighth sword among our Ten Thousand Swords Sect."
"If you don't pay me compensation, I will fight you tooth and nail..."
"Is your sword forged by a weapon refiner?" Chen Ping was stunned!
"Yes, most of the swords in our Wanjian Sect are forged by the Weapon Refining Sect. They are not ordinary swords, so you must compensate me!"
The woman started crying and moaning again!
"I didn't expect that your Wanjian Sect would still be associated with the Weapon Refining Sect. However, the Weapon Refining Sect has long been in name only and is in tatters. How can we forge swords for your Wanjian Sect?"
Chen Ping knew that the leader of the Weapon Refining Sect was captured by the Huo Fen Sect, and the Weapon Refining Sect was also destroyed!
"How do you know this?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The Weapon Refining Sect was indeed destroyed by the Huo Fen Sect more than ten years ago, and the leader of the Weapon Refining Sect and many elders were captured. This also made our Wanjian Sect have no one for more than ten years. Renewing the sword."
"However, some time ago, many elders of the Weapon Refining Sect suddenly returned to the Weapon Refining Sect and began to recruit disciples again. Although the current Weapon Refining Sect is much smaller in size, it is back to life again."
Listening to the woman's words, Chen Ping suddenly remembered that when he came to the Heavenly and Human Realm, he rescued the elders of the Weapon Refining Sect in the Demonic Heart Sect's dungeon!
Moreover, Master Hammer also said at that time that he would revitalize the Weapon Refining Sect!
Now it seems that the Weapon Refining Sect has been revitalized.
"To tell you the truth, I am actually the benefactor of the Weapon Refining Sect. I am indispensable for the revitalization of the Weapon Refining Sect."
Chen Ping said to the woman!
"Fart, how can you, a mere cultivator at the seventh level of the Tribulation Realm, be the benefactor of the Weapon Refining Sect? Even if you have some strength, you are nothing but an ant in front of a large sect like the Weapon Refining Sect."
"Don't think so. I can let you go. If you don't give me my sword today, I won't be done with you."
The woman simply didn’t believe what Chen Ping said!
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but let me tell you, the Dragon-Slaying Sword in my hand is the Zongzong Sword of the Weapon Refining Sect, and this Dragon-Slaying Sword has been repaired by Jian Lao." JrNovels.com