Holding the dagger which had one of its sides serrated just like that of a saw Ye Qian was looking at it carefully while standing right in the middle of the road.
"But, what would it be for a Divine Weapon to turn into such a condition."
With the knowledge, he had about Divine Weapons, Ye Qian could clearly tell that these minor serrations were not made intentionally but were due to the chipping of the edge of the blade of this dagger.
And it was even rare for a Divine Weapon to leave any kind of mark on another Divine Weapon.
In fact, Ye Qian had never heard of any such incidents where a Divine Weapon had such signs after it clashed against another Divine Weapon.
But then some thought popped into Ye Qian's mind making his eyes to furrow.
"This only implies that this Divine Weapon has clashed against another which was much more powerful than a Divine Weapon itself."
Normally when the same grade of weapons was to be used in a clash between two cultivators against each other, it would definitely result in the winning of the cultivator with better cultivation or magical abilities, and it was also a probability that the weapon would be ruined as well.
But that could not be said in the case of a Divine Weapon.
Even if the difference between the people was as wide as that of a few realms, the Divine Weapons would not be ruined.
Even if the wielders were to lose all of their Spiritual Energy, it would not leave even a single scratch on the weapons even if all their bodies were filled with cuts within every inch of their bodies.
Of course, the same implied even if both the strength of the opponents were equal and they had Divine Weapons.
As Ye Qian was still wondering as to what would be the reason behind this ruined Divine Weapon, he heard someone calling for him.
Of course, there was no way that he would not recognize the voice of the person.
It was because she was someone who matter to him quite a lot.
"Qian'er."
Yuan Meng's voice was a little weak but was clear enough to be heard by Ye Qian.
Within a flash, Ye Qian's figure which was about a hundred meters away from Yuan Meng Ye Qian appeared dozens of meters closer to Yuan Meng with a look of worry on his face.
"Are you not feeling well."
With a whooshing sound entering her ears and a few hairs which floated as the air around her sure to the sudden burst of wind that arrived in front of her, Yuan Meng heard the voice of her beloved.
"Umm hmm, I am fine, but we have been away for so long, the girls, Mom and Dad would be worried about us."
Yuan Meng shook her head and expressed with a smile.
She knew that the little girls would not sleep unless they were told stories by their Papa and there was a chance that they were still awake waiting for them to return.
Although things had taken a turn for bad this time, and they had met some certain bad situations, she could not help but be worried about them.
"Hmm."
Ye Qian nodded with a pained look on his face, the thought of the little girls being awake for so long because of them made him feel a bit sad.
And they would still have to go to their schools tomorrow.
Ye Qian nodded and helped Yuan Meng to stand up.
He knew that Le Zheng was waiting for them somewhere close by since it would really be suspicious if he were to drive a taxi here and still not be astonished by the scene on the road.
"You want me to pick you up?"
Seeing that Yuan Meng seemed to have some difficulties trying to walk properly, Ye Qian asked in worry.
But who knew just what Yuan Meng had thought as she looked around them and hen gave a light hum.
"Hmm."
Although Ye Qian could pick her up and bring both of them to their house within a minute or two, he knew that with Yuan Meng's condition right now, she would be forced to be in an awkward stance.
Just as Ye Qian was about to pick her up, as if noticing something, Yuan Meng raised her brows and then said with a bit of a hurry.
"Qian'er, what about your clothes?"
With all the fight that had happened between the Corpse General and Ye Qian, and so much crashing and trashing, the new clothes that they had bought for Ye Qian just a few days ago had become like a piece of trash.
There were not any less than 10 or so holes enough to put a fist of a toddler within his jacket while there lay a large enough palm-shaped hole right at the centre of Ye Qian's chest and from that hole, one could clearly see his bare chest.
Yuan Meng could not help but take another glance at the hole and then feel her cheeks burning red as she held her head low in embarrassment.
Although she had spent intimate time with him just a few days ago, right now she felt a different kind of attraction to him.
And this attraction didn't both from her heart, but from her desires.
Thinking of this, Yuan Meng's whole face flushed red till her neck and even her heart started to beat rapidly.
"Ahh, that s troublesome."
Ye Qian looked at the condition of his clothes and was alarmed.
He knew that he definitely could not go back to the house in such attire.
He knew very well that Grandma Yan would still be waiting for them in the living room and seeing his clothes in such condition he could just dream of not being trashed by her.
As he thought of this, the Samsara Ring on his ring finger buzzed, a moment later Ye Qian's eyes shone as a smile appeared on his face.
"We don't have to worry about it now."
"Huh?"
Yuan Meng stared at him with confusion but then nodded as if understanding something.
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