Legendary Armament Canon

The village chief gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Carry Brother Peng into the house!"

The other villagers hurriedly lifted the stretcher and carried Uncle Peng into the wooden house.

Zhou Shu forced himself back into the house and waved at the villagers. "Go out first."

"You…" the village chief said.

"You go out too," Zhou Shu said. "I want to save Uncle Peng. No one else can be present, or I won't be able to save him.

"Village Chief, if you want Uncle Peng to die, you can delay it some more."

The village chief's expression changed as he gritted his teeth. "You'd better save Brother Peng. Otherwise, I won't let you off!"

Carrying the hatchet, he turned and walked out.

"Little Brother Cao, go out and wait. Don't worry. Uncle Peng will be fine," Zhou Shu said to Cao Yue. His attitude toward Cao Yue was completely different from his attitude toward the village chief and the others.

Cao Yue had no idea at all. He could only place all his hopes on Zhou Shu.

Plop—

Cao Yue knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhou Shu. "Uncle, I'll leave Uncle Peng in your hands!"

With that, Cao Yue turned around, left, and closed the door behind him.

Zhou Shu moved to the bed and whispered, "Uncle Peng, I'll call you Uncle Peng too. I know you can hear me. Your injuries were not caused by a ferocious beast."

Zhou Shu looked at Uncle Peng. "But it's not important. You saved my life. I will definitely repay this favor.

"Although I don't know why you told the village chief that I'm an old friend of yours, I still have to thank you. I don't know who you are, but since you saved me, I'll save you too. As for the rest, I'll take a gamble."

Zhou Shu seemed to be muttering to himself. He slowly extended his finger, and a white light appeared on his fingertip before landing between Uncle Peng's eyebrows.

Zhou Shu was seriously injured, and his strength had disappeared. He couldn't even condense a trace of spiritual essence in his body, so he naturally couldn't use his spiritual essence to heal Uncle Peng.

But this didn't mean that he was completely helpless.

He had another idea.

It was the divine ability Unparalleled Benevolence!

Unparalleled Benevolence would share Zhou Shu's cultivation with another person.

It allowed Zhou Shu to share his cultivation with another person without depriving Zhou Shu of his. It allowed another person to have half of Zhou Shu's cultivation.

He didn't need spiritual essence to use this divine ability.

Zhou Shu was powerless to treat Uncle Peng's injuries, but he could let Uncle Peng save himself.

A white light enveloped Uncle Peng's body, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.

Boom!

An aura erupted from Uncle Peng's body, and the wooden bed beneath him shattered into countless pieces.

The muscles on Uncle Peng's body squirmed, and the wounds that almost showed internal organs began to heal at a visible speed.

Zhou Shu nodded slightly. It was as he had expected.

He had used Unparalleled Benevolence to share his cultivation of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art with Uncle Peng. This was equivalent to Uncle Peng suddenly mastering the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and directly possessing half the strength of the greater mastery realm.

The Eight-Nine Arcane Art allowed one to have an unparalleled body.

Zhou Shu's cultivation had been so powerful back then that even if it was only half of his strength, these minor external injuries were healable in an instant.

After a few breaths, the wounds on Uncle Peng's chest had already healed without leaving a scar.

He opened his eyes and looked down at his chest, then up at Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu didn't see any surprise in his eyes, as if he had expected all of this to happen.

Zhou Shu's expression didn't change. He didn't avoid Uncle Peng's gaze but looked into his eyes. "Uncle Peng, have you recovered from your injuries?"

"Yes, I have recovered." Uncle Peng got up from the ground and nodded.

At this moment, the shouts of Cao Yue and the village chief came from outside.

"Village Chief, Little Yue, I'm fine." Uncle Peng raised his voice. "Wait outside first. I'll come out after I recover."

Then Uncle Peng stepped lightly, and a gentle white light enveloped the entire room.

Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes and looked at Uncle Peng calmly.

He had shared the Eight-Nine Arcane Art with Uncle Peng with his divine ability Unparalleled Benevolence, so he naturally recognized the use of this method. He was isolating himself from the outside world. With this white light, no matter how loud the commotion in the room was, the outside world wouldn't be able to hear it.

Uncle Peng was now isolating them from the outside world. It was obvious that he didn't want the people outside to hear their conversation.

Zhou Shu was already mentally prepared for Uncle Peng's actions. From the moment he saw him, he could already tell that Uncle Peng was different from the villagers here. He wasn't an ordinary person.

In addition, he had helped Zhou Shu cover up in front of the village chief, which showed this even more.

But Zhou Shu wasn't sure if Uncle Peng was friend or foe.

Uncle Peng looked at Zhou Shu and said calmly, "You don't have to worry. I just don't want them to hear us. They're just ordinary people. It won't do them any good to know too much."

"Does that mean you're not an ordinary person?" Zhou Shu said calmly.

He had saved Uncle Peng only because Uncle Peng had saved him. It was that simple.

As for his identity, it was not within Zhou Shu's consideration.

At the end of the day, he was still a little impulsive.

If it was a ruthless person, regardless of whether Uncle Peng had saved him or not, he would definitely not risk exposing his identity and use Unparalleled Benevolence.

But Zhou Shu's personality was like this. Even though he knew it was dangerous, he was unwilling to owe anyone.

Uncle Peng looked at Zhou Shu with an incomparably complicated expression.

Suddenly, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head to Zhou Shu, touched his head to the ground, and slowly said, "Peng Jiuyuan, a remnant of the Heavenly Court, greets you, Lord."