Royal Family’s Secret Child

"Take out your sword." Xing Chongzhi pointed his red sword at Yuan with a confident smile on his face.

Yuan nodded and retrieved his Empyrean Overlord, shocking the spectators.

"Is that…?"

"That's a Soul Weapon! He has a Soul Weapon!"

The spectators immediately recognized the Empyrean Overlord as a Soul Weapon despite its lack of aura— or perhaps that's how they knew it was a Soul Weapon right away.

"I didn't recognize it because of the chaotic situation at that time, but to think he has a Soul Weapon as well…" Xi Meili mumbled in a slightly surprised voice.

"As well? Does this mean you also have one?" Wang Xiuying asked her.

"Yes. It's our family heritage that was left behind by our Dragon Ancestor. It's a powerful spear that is rumored to have the capabilities to pierce even the heavens." Xi Meili nodded.

On the stage, after his initial surprise, Xing Chongzhi smiled and said, "A Soul Weapon, huh? I'm envious."