Legendary Armament Canon



I should give him a pair of hammers, Zhou Shu thought.

But there was no hurry. In any case, he couldn't leave this world for the time being.

When Cang Hao returned triumphantly with Cang Huan and the others, there would still be time to forge a weapon for him.

The Freedom Transformation Technique… Zhou Shu pondered. He didn't know if his incarnation could enter the mysterious place.

In a sense, an incarnation had nothing to do with the main body.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, they were unrelated.

For example, Cang Hao was a giant spirit, while Zhou Shu was a genuine human. Their races were different, so what could they have anything to do with each other?

If Zhou Shu wanted, he could create a clone of the griffin race.

He didn't know why the mysterious place rejected him. If it only rejected him, and if the incarnation couldn't be considered him, would it be possible for his incarnation not to be rejected?

Zhou Shu really wanted to give it a try, but he had just formed an incarnation. He couldn't form a second one at the moment. He had to at least recuperate for a period of time.

Moreover, even if he could form more incarnations, it was still a problem to find the entrance to the mysterious place.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Shu practiced the Myriad Returning Swords Technique again.

Suddenly, he saw Feng Jing rushing into the giant spirit race's stronghold.

With a flash, Zhou Shu returned to the stronghold.

"Haha, Little Brother, praise me loudly. Don't be embarrassed. I can take it." Feng Jing shouted as soon as he saw Zhou Shu.

His face was full of pride, and his laughter resounded throughout the stronghold.

Seeing his expression, Zhou Shu didn't even need to ask to know that he had definitely sold the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings.

Not only did he sell it, but he might have even sold it for a good price.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so proud.

"Feng Jing, you're indeed more reliable than Feng Wu," Zhou Shu said indifferently.

Feng Jing held his head high. After a while, he turned his head and looked at Zhou Shu. "Is that it?"

"What do you expect?" Zhou Shu asked.

Feng Jing choked, not knowing what to say. He was still waiting for a storm of praise.

Alright, I don't think I've told him how much I sold the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings for…

"Little Brother, let me tell you. I sold the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings to the silver scale race. Guess what price I sold it for?" Feng Jing said mysteriously.

"I'm not guessing," Zhou Shu said bluntly.

Although he didn't guess, he looked at Feng Jing in admiration. The Wind and Thunder Twin Wings had been forged from the silver scales of the silver scale race.

Feng Jing actually sold it to the silver scale race. This was really interesting.

"I…" Feng Jing felt uncomfortable.

Why is this little brother so unpredictable?

How am I supposed to brag?

eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ "Alright, it does seem quite difficult to guess." Feng Jing found a way out for himself. "I exchanged the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings for a mine!"

At this point, he became a little smug again.

"Little Brother, let me tell you. The silver scale race has been miserable recently. Their nest has disappeared for some reason. They were homeless and had to occupy a mountain.

"I sold them the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings in exchange for that mountain. They're homeless again."

"Haha…" Feng Jing couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Shu looked at Feng Jing as if he was looking at a fool.

Feng Jing's laughter stopped abruptly. He said uncomfortably, "Little Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

You're looking at me like I'm stupid.

"Feng Jing, I remember telling you that I only want ore," Zhou Shu said.

"I know," Feng Jing said. "I'm not a fool. I just can tell that the new mountain occupied by the silver scale race is made up of an ore called the star river divine iron mentioned in the catalog you gave me."

He said proudly, "That mountain contains at least tens of thousands of kilograms of ore."

How could he not have thought of this?

"And then?" Zhou Shu said. "Are you going to dig up the ore, or should I?

"The mountain is right there. If I want to mine, I don't need the permission of the silver scale race. I can do it anytime.

"Wasn't the silver scale race occupying ownerless land? They used an ownerless mountain to exchange for a connate divine weapon, but you're here bragging so proudly."

Zhou Shu shook his head in disappointment.

Feng Jing: "…"

"No, it's not an ownerless land. The silver scale race had already occupied it…" Feng Jing argued.

"What's the difference?" Zhou Shu said. "Even without that mountain, there are ownerless mines everywhere in the world. With a little effort, you can find ownerless mines. Why use a connate divine weapon to buy one?

"I asked you to sell the connate divine weapon in exchange for ore because I don't want to waste manpower mining. What I want is ore, not rocks buried in the mountains."

Zhou Shu said coldly, "Feng Jing, you disappoint me. If this is all you're capable of, then I take back what I said before. You're worse than your grandson Feng Wu."

Zhou Shu's words struck Feng Jing like lightning.

"I'm inferior to my grandson Feng Wu?" Feng Jing said angrily. "How can I be inferior to him? When I made deals with the myriad races, he didn't even know how to walk!

"I, Feng Jing, am the best merchant in the griffin race and even in the entire world!

"I'm so angry!"

Feng Jing clutched his chest, his face full of pain. He shouted, "The silver scale race actually dared to trick me. I'll teach them a lesson!"

He soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

From the looks of it, he was clearly going to settle scores with the silver scale race.

Zhou Shu mourned for the silver scale race for three seconds. He didn't know how long the silver scale race, who was fighting the golden-winged roc race and Feng Jing, could last.

But then again, a star river divine iron mine isn't bad. It's very rare in the future, Zhou Shu thought. Since Feng Jing discovered it, I can't waste it.

"Is anyone there?!" Zhou Shu shouted.

"Coming!" A giant spirit ran over.

"Brother Zhou, what are your orders?" The giant spirit smiled honestly.

"Take a hundred people and go to this place." Zhou Shu told the giant spirit the location of the mine that Feng Jing had mentioned. "There shouldn't be anyone there now. Dig out the ore in the mountain and transport it back.

"Remember, if you encounter people from other races on the way, try your best to avoid them and not fight with them. If you really can't, it's fine to give up the ore."

The people left behind in the stronghold were old, weak, women, and children. They weren't considered warriors.

Zhou Shu didn't want them to lose their lives because of some pieces of ore.

"Alright, Brother Zhou, don't worry. We promise to complete the mission." The giant spirit smiled foolishly.

"Brother Zhou, do you have any other instructions? If not, I'll set off immediately."

"That's it."

Zhou Shu thought for a moment and casually took out the Celestial Thearch Sword. "Take this with you. If you really encounter an enemy on the way, throw it out. Then you can just run for your lives."

"Throw it out?" The giant spirit was stunned. "That won't do, right? This is your divine weapon, Brother Zhou. Our lives can't compare to it…"

"I know what I'm doing. It'll come back on its own." Zhou Shu waved his hand.

"Just do as I say. Remember this: Where there's life, there's hope. Your mission is to mine, not fight to the death with others. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The giant spirit was touched and cupped his fists.