Xiao Yong doesn't believe it. Yes, the second-grade magic weapon is indeed not high-level, but how many of you Lingxiao sect disciples have it?

Xiao Yong mentioned the magical artifacts on his daughter and said, "When you came to become a disciple, I gave you two second-grade magical artifacts. Have you received any magical artifacts since you came to Tianyu Peak?"

Xiao Yi said truthfully, "Yes, master gave me a second-grade long sword."

"It's just one piece."

Xiao Yong felt even more disdainful. After all, the children in Qizhou knew how poor the Lingxiao sect was.

"However," Xiao Yi changed his tone, flipped his wrist, and a third-grade long sword and spiritual armor appeared in his hand.

"Look, this was given to me by senior brother and second senior brother."

Xiao Yong's eyes widened, just like Xiao Yi's usual eyes widened. He looked at the third-grade long sword and spiritual armor in his daughter's hands in disbelief.

He only has one third-grade magic weapon.

My daughter actually has two of them.

"What's your strength?"

"Can you use it?"

Xiao Yi smiled, she liked seeing her father like this.

Then the aura on her body was revealed.
Chapter completed!