"The homeroom teacher needs to talk to me. I'm heading out first. You should hurry up and not be late, or the teacher will scold you. Teacher Fang isn't here to cover you," Xiao Manxuan reminded.
"Got it." Lin Tian responded simply with a few words, and stopped talking. Outside, the sound of the door opening was heard, and the little girl left by herself.
He refocused his attention on the Crescent Blade. The blade was still absorbing the essence of the sun, and as it absorbed more, the Crescent Blade underwent a marvelous transformation.
The blood-colored markings on the blade, initially solid and heavy, became lively upon absorbing the essence of the sun, appearing to have gained life under Lin Tian's keen observation.
The more the Crescent Blade absorbed the sun's essence, the clearer this lively aura became. At the same time, Lin Tian was surprised to find the image of the Crescent Blade in his mind growing increasingly distinct.
