Chapter 117: Mechanical Ball
Chapter 117: Thousand Machines Ball
"Why was it sent out so soon..." Yukieda muttered in disapproval.
She had just exchanged a few words with Feng Budu, but who would have thought that just after they had discussed the progress of the sect, Qin Baiqing gave all her family assets to Wen Jiu without any reluctance.
Especially Qin Baiqing was unaware. Seeing that her Wen Jiu seemed to like her gift very much, she was even more satisfied. She stood on tiptoe and pointed to the two words "Fengque" on the sickle for him, and whispered mysteriously: "This knife can kill gods."
"really?"
"Why would I lie to you at such a young age?" She stared at Wen Jiu's shining eyes and whispered to him even more proudly. She was extremely satisfied with Wen Jiu.
The disciples that Feng Budu brought back were really too generous!
Qin Baiqing's emotional value was at its maximum. He was showing off by shaking his head and holding his tail high in pride.
"How about," Xingzhi was a little worried and hesitantly suggested to Feng Budu: "Why don't you go and persuade the elders?"
As for why he didn't go by himself, it was naturally because Yukieda didn't dare.
First, Qin Baiqing is indeed her immediate superior, and due to the fact that her proposals have been rejected many times recently, Xingzhi does not intend to spoil her fun for the time being.
Second... maybe it was because he was born far away in the territory of demon cultivators, even though Wen Jiu's appearance was impeccably handsome, his pair of black pupils were filled with straightforward and undisguised desire, which made Xingzhi subconsciously frightened.
She shuddered and whispered to Feng Budu: "Isn't this too rash of an elder?"
"Really? I guess not," Feng Budu had folded his arms and was looking at the two people who were talking with interest. He thought Qin Baiqing's smug look was extremely cute.
He asked Yukichi in confusion, "Don't you think the elder is cute like this?"
Yukie just felt heartbroken.
She looked at the Fengque Yue sickle in Wen Jiu's hand, and her heart ached so much that it bled.
But Feng Budu only doted on her, so Xingzhi simply turned a blind eye to it and kept silent, biting her handkerchief and slowly closing her eyes.
"I think," she recovered and felt that she needed to revive her dignity as the head of the sect, and said to Feng Budu solemnly, "I should assign you some important tasks."
Fengbudu is still too idle.
When he becomes busy with Qin Baiqing and Xinghai Sect, he will know the price behind being cute.
Although Feng Budu glared and ignored Xingzhi's words, he was already thinking about what to arrange for Feng Budu. On the other side, Qin Baiqing had enough fun and remembered that Du Huizhou's magic weapon had not been dealt with yet, so he trotted over and pulled Feng Budu.
"Come here." She asked Du Huizhou to stand in front of Feng Budu and explained, "This is Feng Budu. You should meet him like you meet me."
He then introduced it to Feng Budu: "This is the first place, I snatched it from the Beast Taming Sect!"
After receiving the compliment, she then seriously asked Feng Budu for his opinion, struggling over what to give Du Huizhou.
"Give me a powerful magic weapon suitable for practicing magic," he looked at Qin Baiqing with satisfaction, and once again felt that the child had grown up and become sensible. He quickly picked out a broken jade fan and held it in front of Du Huizhou with his spiritual power.
"The spine of the demon beast is used as the fan bones, and the moonlight is used as the fan surface. You can attack when advancing and defend when retreating... You have strong spiritual energy and a talent for practicing magic. It would be a waste even if you went to the Beast Taming Sect. It is wise to choose us."
He gestured for Du Huizhou to consider the folding fan in front of him, and finally said: "The most important thing is that your spiritual roots are suitable for this folding fan."
"What a beautiful fan," Qin Baiqing exclaimed. She didn't even realize she had such a fan.
The word "Yubai" was engraved at the base of the fan handle, and there was a thumb-sized jade pendant hanging at the tail. Qin Baiqing stared at it for a few seconds and found that there was a formation engraved on it. The jade pendant contained extremely fierce and pure spiritual power, which could be transformed into actual attack at any time.
But Du Huizhou hesitated for a long time and didn't accept it. Especially after Qin Baiqing's eyes were filled with amazement, he resisted even more, and finally pursed his lips and said, "Too... soft."
That's putting it mildly.
He thought that only a graceful female cultivator who was as fragile as a willow branch would use such a gorgeous magical weapon.
"Rou?" Feng Budu laughed, and glanced at the spine of the demon beast that was comparable to the Immortal King in life, but was now used as a fan bone. He did not explain but asked: "Does it mean you have a preference for it?"
"Yes!" He nodded, his eyes determined, "I want a sword that can rival the Sword Immortal's."
"You are quite arrogant," Feng Budu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know why the elders, who are the number one, did not show any reaction when they tried to snatch people from Qingyun Sect?"
"Isn't it because the head of Qingyun Sect favors the elders?"
"It's just one of them." Although Feng Budu was not at the scene, he could guess the scene clearly. At this moment, he summoned a subtle sword energy to drill into Du Huizhou's brow, but it was quickly repelled.
"This is the main reason," he showed a look of astonishment, and explained to Du Huizhou: "Ping Haoran certainly dotes on the elders, but he also loves talents. If you have the talent for sword cultivation, he will definitely spare no effort to ask the elders for you, which is more difficult to deal with than a dog-skin plaster.
But you don’t have a sword bone in your body, and your talent is average, so the old man gritted his teeth and let you go.”
Finally, Feng Budu looked at Du Huizhou with pity, and his eyes clearly showed: Young man, you still have a long way to go.
He was silent for a long time, his mind became increasingly depressed, and his unwillingness became more and more intense.
In the end, he still refused to take the folding fan.
"Then I'll give you this!" A childish voice broke the silence. Qin Baiqing squeezed between the two of them. Her chubby little hands were particularly clever and easily broke the stagnant atmosphere.
She was holding a delicate ball as big as a fist, standing on tiptoe and raising it roughly in front of Du Huizhou.
Du Huizhou's mouth twitched, and he looked at the toy-like exquisite ball with even more disgust. His eyes struggled between the folding fan and the exquisite ball for several times, but he couldn't make a choice between dislike and dislike even more.
"He doesn't know what this is." Feng Budu was so cute that he smiled like an auntie. He looked at her for a while before reminding her with a smile.
"Oh! This is the Thousand Machines Ball!" Qin Baiqing finally realized what was happening and quickly shook the ball to introduce it: "This is the Thousand Machines Ball."
Before he finished his words, the sphere had turned into a folding fan exactly like the jade fan.
She shook it again unsatisfactorily, and it finally turned into a majestic and slender weapon. Qin Baiqing's eyes lit up, and she handed it to Du Huizhou and said, "Look, it will change into many more things. You can have whatever you want."
With this, Du Huizhou can be a sword cultivator today and a ball cultivator tomorrow.
This time he did not refuse. He solemnly accepted the Qianji Linglong Ball and thanked Qin Baiqing and Feng Budu solemnly.
The three of them were satisfied, and so was Wen Jiu.
He unconsciously rubbed the handle of the sickle with his fingertips, his cold and dark gaze darting between the few people and the pile of magic weapons, evil thoughts flashing in his eyes.
Anyway, the one with the highest cultivation here is only the little girl who has reached the Golden Core stage. He pretends to be her apprentice first, and then looks for a chance to rob this shabby sect. He is so smart!
The cultivation world is such a great place...
“Come here, come here!” Qin Baiqing waved, holding a talisman plate and collecting the soul blood of the disciples one by one, muttering: “I have to record the soul blood. If there are bad guys who want to take my things, just leave. The things will become ineffective.”
(End of this chapter)