1011 Weâre Here on a Mission. Isnât It Easy to Forge Connate Divine Weapons? (1)
The Golden-Winged Roc King suddenly woke up. He immediately pulled up his clothes and looked at his stomach.
The feathers on his abdomen were shiny, and his skin was intact. There were no wounds.
Was I dreaming? Puzzlement flashed across the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs face. But why does it hurt so much even in a dream?
He was confused. No matter how he thought about it, he couldnât understand.
Ever since the Golden-Winged Roc King had been forced to become a vassal of the giant spirit race, the series of events that had happened made him feel that he couldnât understand this world.
This was completely different from the world he had known before.
Be it connate divine weapons or experts who could easily defeat him, they were all things he had never thought of in the past.
âYouâre awake.â
Just as the Golden-Winged Roc King was feeling puzzled, he heard a voice. Then Zhou Shu pushed open the door and entered.
âLord?â The Golden-Winged Roc King subconsciously got up. He recalled the scene of Zhou Shu holding a sharp sword and cutting open his stomach and couldnât help trembling.
But he saw that there were no wounds on his body. Logically speaking, even with his physique, it was impossible for his wounds to heal so quickly. Could it really have been a dream?
The Golden-Winged Roc King heaved a sigh of relief and asked, âLord, why am I here?â
âYou donât remember?â Zhou Shu was surprised. He had only cut open his stomach and didnât hurt his head.
Could he have lost his memory from the pain?
That shouldnât be the case. An expert like the Golden-Winged Roc King wouldnât lose his memory from the pain.
âI remember encountering a very powerful expert. I was injured by him, and then I fainted. When I woke up, I wanted to fly back to the giant spirit race. Then I met you. Lord, youâŠâ The Golden-Winged Roc King suddenly realized that he didnât seem to be injured at all. The injuries he had suffered from the mysterious expert were gone.
Could I have been dreaming since then?
Iâve never had such a realistic dream before.
âYou donât remember anything else?â Zhou Shu smiled. âIâve already treated your injuries, but external injuries are easy to treat, while internal injuries are not. Youâve lost too much blood and qi. Stay here and recuperate for a while.â
Zhou Shu looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King. There was something inside the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs stomach. He couldnât let him leave his sight now
âOh right, my Heavenly Halberd!â the Golden-Winged Roc King shouted with a pained expression. âLord, my Heavenly Halberd was destroyed by a giant spirit called Cang Hao!
âThe Giant Spirit King is jealous that I obtained the Heavenly Halberd. He must have instructed Cang Hao to do it! Otherwise, why would he snatch my Heavenly Halberd?â
Zhou Shuâs expression darkened. Cang Hao was his incarnation. Wasnât scolding Cang Hao equivalent to scolding him?
âCut the crap!â Zhou Shu snorted. âSince the Heavenly Halberd is destroyed, Iâll forge another one for you. The golden-winged roc race is now a vassal of the giant spirit race, and the Giant Spirit King is your king. If you dare to be disrespectful to the giant spirit race again, donât blame me for being impolite.â
Golden-Winged Roc King: ââŠâ
Only then did he realize that this lord was from the giant spirit race.
Although he didnât understand why he let Cang Huan be the Giant Spirit King when his strength couldnât even compare to the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs, seeing Zhou Shu flare up, the Golden-Winged Roc King didnât dare to say anything. He could only agree obediently.
After reprimanding the Golden-Winged Roc King, Zhou Shu checked his body. After confirming that there were no problems, he left the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs room.
Ji Lutian was waiting outside the room.
He pulled Zhou Shu over and asked softly, âOld Zhou, is the mysterious existence you mentioned really in the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs stomach?
âThis is too strange. A grown man has a child in his stomach? What is that fellow up to? Is it because the Golden-Winged Roc Kingâs stomach is warm?â
âI donât know.â Zhou Shu shook his head. He had told Ji Lutian about this because he wanted Ji Lutian to help him analyze it.
In ancient times, the only person he could completely trust was Ji Lutian.
Although the Ji Lutian in front of him was like an immature version of the Ji Lutian that Zhou Shu was most familiar with, he came from the future with him after all. Compared to the ancient races, he was the best person to talk with.
âJi Lutian, youâve studied history. Come and analyze for me. Who is this mysterious person?â Zhou Shu asked in a low voice.
âAccording to your description, Iâve never seen such an existence in the historical records. Sealed in a white jade pillar, waking up early and going into someone elseâs stomach to recuperate. If anyone had encountered such a strange thing, it would have definitely spread long ago.
âBut if heâs really that powerful as you sayâŠâ
âHeâs stronger than I said,â Zhou Shu said. âThe people you know, like King of Men Yang Hong, God of War Xiao Jianghe, and so on, canât even take a single attack from him.â
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