Xiaoqi Ling became excited after Ye Fan took the bamboo Xiao.
Ye Fan looked at the little weapon spirit and said with a chuckle.
"Little guy, are you willing to become my weapon and use it for me in the future?"
Xiao Qi Ling nodded happily.
Ye Fan lightly scratched his hand on the blade of the Vulcan Sword, and a small cut appeared on the belly of his finger. Dark red blood flowed out of the wound and dripped on the green bamboo Xiao.
The blood blended into the green bamboo Xiao, and it glowed a faint fluorescent green, and the light faded after a moment.
"This flute... what is it made of? It was clearly made of bamboo just now. Why is it now made of jade?"
Ye Fan murmured.
"Xiao Qi Ling, do you know what material your body is made of?"
Instead of just wondering around without any clue, it would be better to ask Xiao Qi Ling directly, maybe she will know something.
Xiao Qiling shook his head.
"I don't know, I was already in this room when I was conscious."
Xiao Qi Ling was also confused and didn't know anything.
Ye Fan shook his head and put this issue aside for the time being.
He touched Xiao Qiling's head.
"Let's give you a name. I can't call you little guy all the time."
Xiaoqi Ling looked at Ye Fan with some doubts.
"What's the name?"
Ye Fan looked at Xiaoqi Ling as if he were his own child.
"Everyone has a name. My name is Ye Fan, and his name is Di Jiang. The weapon spirit of the Fire God Sword has not yet transformed into a human form, so I haven't given him a name yet."
The Vulcan Sword buzzed twice in dissatisfaction.
Ye Fan immediately raised his hands and surrendered.
"Yes, yes, it's my fault. It's all my fault that I couldn't find all the materials. Our Vulcan Sword can't transform into a human form."
"Buzz buzz!"
The Vulcan Sword buzzed again, but this time, it was directed at the small weapon spirit.
The little spirit chuckled twice.
"Okay, okay, I know you are great!"
The Vulcan Sword stopped buzzing and expressed a proud emotion to Ye Fan.
"Your body is a bamboo flute, no, a jade flute. How about I call you Qingyu from now on."
"Qingyu, Qingyu, hehehe, okay!"
Qingyu happily flew around Ye Fan several times.
"Okay, don't worry about it."
The interaction between the two weapon spirits and Ye Fan made Di Jiang quite envious.
He urged Ye Fandao.
"I've already given you the thank you gift. Now go and do whatever you need to do. Don't take my stuff for nothing!"
Ye Fan chuckled twice and put away the sapphire and fire sword.
"Didn't you ask me to test Xing Tian's strength before? You just have time now, why don't you go into the martial arts arena with me?"
Di Jiang shook his head.
"Don't go to the martial arts arena. There are too many people there. Call Xingtian to come to my office later and I will take you to another place."
Ye Fan nodded.
He knew that we were in a special period now, and there were still many people in Guangming Pavilion who had been bribed by the evil faction, so it was better to be careful.
"Sir, what do you want from me?"
Xing Tian's voice was drowsy, as if he had just woken up.
This guy must be a pig. He has been sleeping for such a long time.
Ye Fan couldn't help but cursed secretly, and at the same time, he was also secretly thankful in his heart.
Fortunately, this Xingtian is not his subordinate.
If he had such a subordinate, he would be miserable every day.
Xing Tian on the other side of the Sound Transmission Stone was still in a daze, completely unaware that he had become a terrible person in Mark's heart.