Chapter 729: Refining the Heaven-Cutting Blade**

The next day, at dawn, Volt Williams slowly opened his eyes, feeling remarkably refreshed. “Awake already?” A teasing voice rang out, “For a mighty Martial Lord, you sure can’t handle your liquor. Volt, you’re something else.” Princess Miaomiao chuckled, covering her mouth. Volt's face flushed with embarrassment, and he coughed awkwardly. As a revered figure, getting oddly drunk last night was indeed embarrassing. Suddenly, the token hanging from Princess Miaomiao's waist trembled...