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As the Black Devil Blade's Weapon Spirit remained silent, Su Yi's patience wore thin. He stepped on the spirit's head, applying pressure, and demanded, "Are you going to submit or not?"

"I submit, okay?" the Weapon Spirit of the Black Devil Blade responded.

Su Yi let out a sardonic laugh. "I can't even tell if you're serious. Looks like you're up for more defiance."

"Bro, I swear on the sun