60 The Spirit of a Sword

My mind was heavy when I came out of the cave chamber and made my way back through the garden. The same swords that had been hanging on my belt for a month suddenly felt heavy, and I couldn't stop glancing at them, half-expecting that they would unsheath themselves at any moment and drink someone's blood … Or my blood.

I shivered despite the midday summer sun. After Bai Ye saved me from Chu Xi's spiritual pet, he had warned me not to let Twin Stars get in contact with poison and not to kill too much with them. I hadn't read too much into those warnings back then, but after seeing the vision, I began to understand that the reason for those precautions was because Twin Stars had a natural thirst for blood.

"Qing-er, what's wrong?"