Legendary Armament Canon

976 Meeting Old Friends, Not Recognizing Each Other (1)

Shi Changsheng was a sly old fox with great foresight. Since he dared to tell them this, he definitely had confidence that they would be able to obtain the Heaven Dao True Bead.

Zhou Shu’s incarnation nodded expressionlessly. “That’s good. But there should only be one Heavenly Dao True Bead, right? If we help you, who will own it after we obtain it?”

Although he knew that it was useless to say anything now, he had to make it clear. Otherwise, Shi Changsheng might be suspicious.

To Zhou Shu’s incarnation, his greatest trump card was not his strength but his understanding of Shi Changsheng, and Shi Changsheng didn’t know who he was.

“That’s easy.” Shi Changsheng smiled. “When we obtain the Heavenly Dao True Bead, it will belong to the person who has the most use for it. But the person who obtains it has to give the others some compensation, and this compensation can’t be lower than the value of the Heavenly Dao True Bead.”

Zhou Shu’s incarnation nodded. “That makes sense. Apart from us, how many people are you joining forces with?”

“In addition to you two, Brother Cang, Brother Feng, I found two other friends,” Shi Changsheng said. “With the five of us, we can do whatever we want in the Origin World.”

Shi Changsheng was an expert at the Grotto-Heaven Master level. He had also seen Zhou Shu’s incarnation and Feng Jing fight and knew that the two of them were outstanding.

As for the other two, although Zhou Shu hadn’t seen them, it was obvious that those who could be invited by Shi Changsheng were definitely not ordinary experts.

Five experts of this level was indeed a considerable force.

Although there were countless experts in the Origin World, everyone was fighting for themselves. It was probably very rare for five people like them to gather together.

“Master, I’ll go with you,” Ling’er whispered. “In the past thirty years, my strength has improved a lot. I can help you now.”

Ling’er held the True Martial Sword.

She was no longer the same as before. She wasn’t much weaker than Cang Huan, the Giant Spirit King, before he started cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.

“I don’t need you.” Zhou Shu shook his head. “Stay here obediently. When the Bai Ze King returns, I’ll send both of you home.

“You’ve been here for so many years. Do you still want to stay around?”

Zhou Shu’s expression was a little stern.

Ling’er pursed her lips aggrievedly, but she didn’t mention going with Zhou Shu again.

Zhou Shu’s incarnation looked at Shi Changsheng. “Brother Shi, let’s go.”

Shi Changsheng nodded and walked forward first.

After following Shi Changsheng out of the city, Zhou Shu found out who the helpers Shi Changsheng had invited were.

Looking at Wang Xuanyi and Diao Moye in front of him, Zhou Shu sighed with emotion.

He was struggling and working hard in order to return to the future. Unexpectedly, before he succeeded, he met old friends from the future here.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t acknowledge each other.

“Brother Cang, this is Wang Xuanyi and his wife, Diao Moye,” Shi Changsheng introduced them to each other. “Brother Wang, this is Brother Cang Wu of the giant spirit race, and this is Brother Feng Gou of the griffin race. The two of them are both experts. If not for them, I would probably have died at the hands of Heavenly Dao monsters.”

Wang Xuanyi nodded slightly. “Can we trust them?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t make a wrong judgment.” Shi Changsheng patted his chest.

“You rarely make people feel at ease.” Madam Wang, Diao Moye, smiled faintly.

Shi Changsheng didn’t mind and chuckled. “I’ll take it as a compliment.

“Alright, everyone’s here. Let’s go. If we’re late, I’m afraid we won’t even get to see the Heavenly Dao monster.”

As Shi Changsheng spoke, the Longevity Sword appeared under his feet, and he soared into the sky.

Wang Xuanyi and Diao Moye looked at each other and soared into the sky hand in hand.

Feng Jing glanced at Zhou Shu, his eyes doubtful.

“Brother Feng Gou, can you take me along?” Zhou Shu didn’t want to expose that he knew how to cultivate in front of them.

After all, most ancient races didn’t cultivate spiritual essence.

Feng Jing rolled his eyes. “Pay me more!”

“No problem.”

The wings on Feng Jing’s back flapped, and he carried Zhou Shu into the sky.

The griffin race’s innate ability was Wind Riding. Although Feng Jing didn’t cultivate spiritual essence, his flying speed wasn’t much slower than that of Shi Changsheng, Wang Xuanyi, and Diao Moye.

The group flew for more than four hours. In front of them, a thirty-meter-tall Heavenly Dao monster appeared.

The Heavenly Dao monster was covered in red fur, and it had a green face and fangs, three heads, and six arms.

Around it, many people were fighting it.

There were humans two meters tall and ancient races ten meters tall.

Compared to the Heavenly Dao monster, these people seemed abnormally small.

“There are quite a lot of people.” Shi Changsheng laughed. “Everyone, wait a moment. We’ll attack when they can’t take it anymore.”

He floated in the air and watched the battlefield from dozens of kilometers away.

Hand in hand, Wang Xuanyi and Diao Moye stood at the side with calm expressions.

With Zhou Shu’s incarnation on his back, Feng Jing stopped in the air.

The battle in the distance was extremely intense. The thirty-meter-tall Heavenly Dao monster was much stronger than the Heavenly Dao monsters that Zhou Shu and the others had seen before. Facing everyone’s siege, it wasn’t afraid at all. It kept swinging its six arms, and with every swing, it sent an enemy flying.

Those who besieged the Heavenly Dao monster were all peerless experts.

But they couldn’t even withstand a single blow from the Heavenly Dao monster.

Is this the strength of Grotto-Heaven Masters? Zhou Shu’s incarnation thought.