Journey Of The Supreme God

The dragon queen can know that her son is not listening to her words seriously. But she wasn't too worried either.

Even though her son had his own pride, it did not reach the point of arrogance. He still has his own realistic thinking and knows what to do.

The dragon queen gave advice to her son just to remind him.

After advising her son, the dragon queen turned her gaze back towards Qin Tian. She then said. "Qin's nephew, you can dripping your blood on the sword now. There will be a surprise later." She said with a mysterious smile.

Seeing the dragon queen's mysterious smile that seemed to be hiding something, Qin Tian could not help but feel curious.

But Qin Tian did not ask. All he needed to do was just dripping his blood to find out what surprise that dragon queen meant.

"Mn." Qin Tian then nodded, answering the dragon queen.

Qin Tian actually felt nervous when he had to dripping his blood because it required him to injure his own body.

Even though it might just be pricking his finger, and with his strength now, he would not feel pain. However, as a human who came from the earth, he was still afraid when he had to hurt himself.

After all, he was different from people from the world of gods who had been strong from the start. For them, hurt their own finger to dripping blood is not something scary. In fact, they are used to doing it because there are many things in the world of gods that require blood to use it. An example is tying weapons.

However, in front of the dragon queen, Qin Tian did not want to look afraid because it would tarnish the reputation of his father who was a very powerful god.

Qin Tian tried to brave himself.

He then condensed the spiritual energy to form the shape of a needle on his index finger and then thrust it into his other finger.

Xu!

The needle formed from the spiritual energy pierced into his finger.

"Au." Although there was no pain, Qin Tian still could not hold his mouth from making a sound, which caused the dragon queen to smile faintly while Aluc showed a mocking expression.

Qin Tian felt a little embarrassed. But he chose to ignore his shame, and dripped the blood that came out of his finger into the sword in his hand.

Tes.

The sound of blood falling sounded when Qin Tian's blood fell onto the sword.

In an instant after Qin Tian's blood fell to the sword, the blood was directly s.u.c.k.e.d into the sword and disappeared.

When blood was s.u.c.k.e.d, Qin Tian could feel the bond between himself and the sword. However, for some reason, the bond felt very vague as if something was trying to resist it.

Wuzzz

Immediately afterwards, the sword then floated into the middle of the dining table and emitted a blood-red glow that illuminated the entire hall so that the light coming from the crystals on the hall's walls seemed to look dim.

"Little kid, you want to be my master? Dream!" At the same time, a soft and soft voice filled with arrogance was then heard inside the hall.

Qin Tian and Aluc were immediately surprised to hear that voice while the dragon queen smiled faintly as if she had guessed what would happen.

Just as Qin Tian and Aluc looked everywhere to find the origin of the sound, the blood red glow from the sword was then condensed right above the sword and formed a human body.

Qin Tian and Aluc immediately widened their eyes when they saw what appeared above the sword.

It was a little girl who looked like twelve or thirteen years old.

She has white skin similar to porcelain dolls, while her eyes and hair are blood red.

The girl wore a short black dress that covered her body to half her t.h.i.g.hs.

Even though she's just a little girl. However, from her head to her feet, it seemed to have been carved out perfectly.

At this moment, she flew right above the sword in the middle of the table with a very haughty expression while staring at Qin Tian.

Her gaze at Qin Tian was filled with a very condescending gaze as if Qin Tian was nothing more than an ant before her eyes.

Qin Tian could not help but feel a little lost and in a daze when he saw the beautiful girl in front of him.

He had forgotten the girl's harsh words when he saw the beauty that the little girl had. Although Qin Tian did not know how high the standard of beauty in the world of gods was, but he was sure that this girl in front of him was definitely one of the most beautiful.

Because Qin Tian was also a twelve year old child, his assessment of the beauty of the little girl was even more accurate.

"Kid." As Qin Tian continued to stare at the girl in front of him, the girl's voice was heard again. This time the sound became much colder.

Qin Tian who heard that voice immediately woke up from his daze. He looked at the girl who was flying right in front of him with wide eyed and said. "Who are you?" Qin Tian spoke in a tone filled with shock.

Hearing Qin Tian's question, the girl's view of Qin Tian became even more condescending. She looked a little frowning and then said. "You don't even know who I am, but you want to be my master." The tone of the girl's voice was very cold and arrogant.

However, when the girl's arrogance was combined with her incomparable beauty. Anyone who saw her could not help but feel like hugging her to teach her a lesson. Because it looks too cute and sweet.

"You are a sword spirit?" Hearing the girl's words, Qin Tian finally realized who she was.

Qin Tian knew that the powerful weapon used by the gods would have his own spirit. And the stronger the weapon, the higher the intelligence of weapon spirits.

However, according to what he knew, even though powerful weapon spirits were very intelligent, they still had no emotions. Their actions will only be based on their master's instructions. But this spirit in front of him, seen from her expression, which was filled with pride, it was clear that he had her own emotions like a human.

Normally, if the master of a weapon dies, the weapons master will usually give their last instruction to the weapon spirit to find an heir.

As long as the heir fulfills the requirements instructed by the previous master, the heir can usually bind the weapon.

As the son of the previous master, it was clear that Qin Tian was qualified to inherit the sword. That was evident from how the sword did not refuse when Qin Tian tried to tie it into his possession.

However, even though Qin Tian managed to tie the sword, but he could also feel the rejection from the sword.

Seeing the actions of the sword spirit now that seemed to have its own emotions, Qin Tian guessed that the sword spirit might try to rebel against their bond.

"You finally know who I am. Hmmmm, do you know how strong I am? You are only a first-stage divine warrior but dare to try to make me, be yours, hmm, dream." Seeing that Qin Tian had realized who she was, the girl spoke again while staring coldly at Qin Tian. Her tone was filled with scorn and ridicule.

"Even though your father was my previous master, you are still far from meeting the requirements to become my new master." The girl continued her words.

Qin Tian was not surprised by the girl who realized his identity, after all, the sword was once owned by his father. He was just shocked by the girl's statement which proved that it was she who tried to reject their bond.

Basically, he had succeeded in tying the sword because of the instructions given by his father to the sword spirit. Even though the sword spirit could not refuse their bond, she could still suppress it with her own will which made Qin Tian unable to control the sword.

Qin Tian looked at the girl in front of him with a shocked expression. He says. "You, how can you reject me?"

Even if weapon spirits had their own emotions, how could they possibly rebel against their master's orders.

"Hmmmm." In response to Qin Tian's question, the girl only sneered. She did not answer Qin Tian's question.

Naturally the weapon owner would not let the weapon spirits challenge them. If there is such opposition, the weapon master can easily extinguish the spirit of the weapon. But because Qin Tian's cultivation was too low, it was impossible for him to extinguish weapon spirits from god's weapons. After all, the difference in their strength was too great.