Legendary Armament Canon



"The mysterious place?" Fear appeared on Feng Jing's face.

When Zhou Shu saw his expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked grimly, "Feng Jing, have you been to the mysterious place before? Do you still remember what happened inside?"

"I've been there." Feng Jing didn't hide anything. "I don't remember the exact experience, but I remember the feeling of danger.

"Feng Wu, oh Feng Wu, how many times have I taught you not to be blinded by benefits? Why didn't you listen?" Feng Jing sighed. "Is that kind of place simple?."

"Feng Jing, do you want to find out how Feng Wu died? Do you want to avenge him?" Zhou Shu asked.

"So what if I want to? I don't know where the mysterious place is." Feng Jing said.

"It's fine as long as you want to," Zhou Shu said. "Lend me one of your hair!"

Zhou Shu was going all out. The divine ability he didn't want to use the most was the Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique. But for this mysterious place, he had already used it twice.

Be it Feng Wu's death, Ling'er's safety, or the source of the Legendary Armament Canon's rewards, Zhou Shu had no choice but to use the Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique again.

Apart from this method, he couldn't figure out how to find the entrance to the mysterious place.

"My hair?" Feng Jing was a little puzzled and looked vigilant. "What do you want to do?"

Feng Jing has traveled the world. He was knowledgeable and knew that some races had strange abilities that could use others' hair to attack them.

"If you want to avenge Feng Wu, cut the crap," Zhou Shu said coldly. "If I want to harm you, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Do you think you can defeat me?"

Feng Jing thought about it seriously. That seems to be the case.

But he still thought for a long time.

"Alright, I'll believe you," Feng Jing said.

He hesitantly plucked a strand of hair and handed it to Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu wrapped the hair around his fingertips and began to use the Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique on the spot.

Feng Wu was already dead, and Ling'er might already be in danger, so he couldn't waste time.

Seeing his hair turn into a white light and disappear between Zhou Shu's eyebrows, Feng Jing's eyes flickered.

A thoughtful expression appeared on his face as he paced around Zhou Shu. His gaze wandered over the white light on Zhou Shu's body, seemingly wanting to see what Zhou Shu was doing.

But after looking for a long time, Feng Jing couldn't see anything.

Not to mention him, even the martial artists in the future, not many could see through Zhou Shu's Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique.

A moment later, Zhou Shu opened his eyes again.

He didn't say anything. Instead, with a flash, he flew into the mountain in front of him. Feng Jing was about to follow when he heard a rumbling sound from the mountain and sensed a monstrous aura constantly rising.

He stopped in his tracks.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Feng Jing had a feeling that if he went forward now, he would only be asking for trouble!

After another two hours, Zhou Shu slowly walked out of the mountain. He looked a little tired and looked at Feng Jing with an unfriendly gaze.

"Little Brother, don't look at me like that. I'm flustered," Feng Jing said.

"You've done too many bad things," Zhou Shu said angrily.

Feng Jing looked like he was making money amiably, but he had done all kinds of duplicitous things behind people's backs.

He was an unscrupulous merchant.

But then again, such a person was more useful.

"Feng Jing, I already know where the entrance to the mysterious place is. If you want to avenge Feng Wu, follow me," Zhou Shu said.

"What? You know where the entrance to the mysterious place is?" Feng Jing was shocked. "How is that possible?"

The mysterious place had always been a legend. When people entered it, they might obtain a huge opportunity and become an expert after coming out.

But those who had entered the mysterious place would forget about it after coming out. Therefore, if people wanted to enter, they could only rely on opportunities.

If someone knew the entrance to the mysterious place, it would be equivalent to mastering a way to become stronger. This way…

"Little Brother, do you think we can make a killing if we sell the entrance information?" Feng Jing said mysteriously. "I know a few old fellows who have always regretted not being able to go to the mysterious place. If I sell them information about the entrance, they will definitely be willing to pay a high price!"

Zhou Shu rolled his eyes. As expected of a genuine griffin, this is his first reaction. He's exactly the same as Feng Wu!

"Don't even think about it," Zhou Shu said angrily. "The entrance to the mysterious place is not fixed. If we go over now, it might not still be there. We can only try our luck.

"If you sell others information about the entrance, if no one is able to enter later, your griffin race's reputation will be ruined."

"It's not fixed?" Feng Jing said regretfully. "That's a pity."

"Is taking revenge for your grandson more important, or is earning money more important?" Zhou Shu could not help asking.

"Earning money is more important, of course!" Feng Jing said righteously. "Feng Wu is already dead anyway. There's no hurry to take revenge!"

Zhou Shu: "…"

The thoughts of the griffin race were really different from ordinary people!

"Cut the crap. Let's go to the mysterious place!" Zhou Shu said coldly.

"Don't. I haven't agreed yet." Feng Jing stood still. "I've thought about it. Feng Wu is already dead anyway. Even if I avenge him, he won't come back to life. I feel that the mysterious place conflicts with me. If I go there, I might die there.

"I don't think Feng Wu would want me to die there either.

"I'll keep myself alive and continue to shine for the griffin race.

"Little Brother, since you're going to the mysterious place, if there's a chance, help Feng Wu take revenge. The entire griffin race will express our gratitude to you."

Zhou Shu: "…"

Was your righteous indignation earlier all just a lie?

Who did you show your anger for?

Now that I've asked you to take revenge, you don't dare to go?

Aren't you embarrassed?

Thinking of what he had seen Feng Jing do in his dream, Zhou Shu realized that shame didn't seem to be a problem for him.

He was shameless!

Zhou Shu frowned and looked at Feng Jing coldly. "Don't you want a connate divine weapon anymore?

"If you don't go, I won't need the griffin race to help me sell my connate divine weapons in the future."

"No…" Feng Jing said anxiously. "Apart from my griffin race, no one else can do it as well. If you find someone else to help you sell them, you'll lose money."

"Do you think I care?" Zhou Shu said coldly. "I don't lack money. I just want to make things easy for myself.

"Feng Jing, make your choice. Go to the mysterious place to avenge Feng Wu, and I'll let you sell all my connate divine weapons.

"Or give up, and I'll give my business to other races."

"Don't bother saying that other races aren't capable. With my connate divine weapons, it will be a piece of cake."

What Zhou Shu said made Feng Jing frown.

"Do we really have to do this? My griffin race are merchants. Even if I go, I might not be able to take revenge. I might even lose my life. I'm really not good at fighting," Feng Jing said with a bitter expression.

Zhou Shu sneered. You're not good at fighting. The opponents you tricked to death don't think so.

"Alright, tell me your answer," Zhou Shu asked coldly.

"It's such a big matter. Let me think about it," Feng Jing said.

Zhou Shu extended three fingers. "Three… two…"

Feng Jing sighed, conflicted. "Little Brother, how can you bear to force an old man like this?"

"Sigh, who asked me to be so soft-hearted? If I don't avenge my grandson, I won't feel at ease. If I die, so be it. I'll go all out!"