1128 Master... Good... I
The smoke wafted gently, and within it, Zhang San glimpsed the youth of before.
Meanwhile, within that haze, Xu Qing saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
As the smoke slowly dissipated, the two of them looked at each other. Xu Qing smiled, and so did Zhang San. He knocked the pipe on the ground, letting the ash fall off.
"What should I help you refine this time?"
Zhang San asked.
Xu Qing waved his hand and took out the small bottle which held his magic warship, placing it in front of Zhang San.
Over the past few years, due to the increase in his cultivation, he rarely used his magic warship, and it had become useless.
However, Xu Qing didn't want to give it up. Hence, other than catching up on the past, he also wanted Zhang San to help him do a major upgrade on the magic warship.
Zhang San's gaze landed on the magic warship. Without needing Xu Qing to speak, he knew just by looking at the small bottle that this magic warship had almost never been used. He also understood Xu Qing's thoughts. Hence, a strange glint appeared in his eyes.
"Great wing?"
Xu Qing nodded.
Zhang San was instantly excited. He rubbed his hands and fell into deep thought.
"I can't do it alone. I need to call over all those old craftsmen from the Seven Blood Eyes' Sixth Peak. It's not enough. I also need an array formation… Xu Qing, I'll refine a great wing for you. This matter might require the cooperation of the entire Seven Blood Eyes' sect. Only then will it be enough!"
"This might be extremely difficult for others but to you, it only requires a sentence."
"The power source of the great wing is the key. If we can put in a magic treasure, that would be great. If we can use the flesh of a divine creature, it will be even more perfect."
As Zhang San spoke, he took a puff of his cigarette. Xu Qing suddenly took out a feather and placed it in front of Zhang San.
As soon as this feather appeared, the vast might of the god inside erupted explosively. Fortunately, Xu Qing was already prepared, so the impact wasn't great. However, it still caused the surroundings to blur and distort.
Zhang San's eyes suddenly widened and he choked on the tobacco smoke. He didn't even hold the tobacco pipe firmly and it fell to the ground loudly. He felt like his scalp was about to split open.
He had seen the flesh and blood of divine creatures more than once. He had even seen the flesh of Binding. However, the terror contained in this feather was something he had never felt before in his life.
Compared to this, those things he saw in the past were all trash. They were like fireflies and the bright moon.
"This… this…"
Zhang San trembled and coughed for a long time. He looked at the feather in disbelief and lifted his head with difficulty.
"This is the flesh of a god."
Xu Qing calmly spoke.
Zhang San's expression froze. After a long time, he silently picked up the pipe on the ground and instinctively inhaled deeply, causing some sparks to fly out and land on his body.
His face quickly turned red and his eyes became bloodshot. His breathing was hurried and his voice was hoarse as he spoke with determination.
"It's enough!"
"Xu Qing, I'll definitely design an unprecedented great wing for you and use this feather as the core. I believe that this great wing will definitely…"
Xu Qing hesitated but still interrupted him.
"Senior Brother Zhang San, what I mean is that you should design the great wing according to the aura of this feather. As for the power source… it's not this feather."
Zhang San was at a loss. He looked at Xu Qing and then at the feather. After that, he thought of the captain's style… and understood.
This understanding almost petrified him. He didn't recover even after Xu Qing left.
Only after a long time did he heave a long sigh of relief. His heart trembled endlessly at the answer he had realized earlier.
"He doesn't think the feather is worthy of being a power source, which means that they have more. There are many ways to obtain little bits of gods' flesh and blood, but if the amount is huge…"
"Did they kill a god?!"
Zhang San shuddered and immediately suppressed this thought. He was well aware that there were some things he could know and some things he wouldn't know even if he knew!
At that moment, the sky was gradually turning dark. Xu Qing, who had left Zhang San's place, walked on the streets of the capital city. He didn't deliberately hide his aura but the energy ripples from his body caused his figure to be unable to be formed in the eyes of the mortals.
As he walked in the crowd and sensed the hustle and bustle here, Xu Qing's heart turned calm.
He saw cultivators, Sword Holders, mortals, and even Yanyan, who had an unhappy expression and was patrolling with killing intent in her eyes.
Yanyan couldn't see Xu Qing. She walked past Xu Qing with murderous intent.
Xu Qing stared at her for a while before walking away.
After he left, Yanyan suddenly stopped in her tracks. She abruptly turned her head and looked around. After a while… she silently lowered her head.
Time flowed by and the night grew darker. The crowd gradually decreased. Xu Qing, who was walking toward the County Governor's residence, stopped in his tracks and looked behind him.
A thousand feet behind him, there was a person squatting like a dog.
The moment Xu Qing stopped, he also stopped. Confusion appeared in his eyes as he looked in Xu Qing's direction.
Xu Qing's figure wasn't in his pupils.
However, he could sense Xu Qing's aura. This was his talent. Hence, although he couldn't see, he still followed him all the way. At this moment, he sensed that the aura had disappeared.
This made him feel depressed. He silently squatted there as though he had been abandoned.
However, Xu Qing stood beside him and gazed at the person in front of him.
This person was the little mute.
Xu Qing had long sensed the other party and could tell at a glance that his cultivation had reached the level of three balls of life fire. In fact, he had opened many magic apertures and was only two apertures away from the fourth ball of life fire.
With such aptitude, he could already be considered a heaven's chosen in any sect.
Moreover, the many injuries on his body were enough to show that his cultivation journey had been fraught with a lot of battles.
In addition, his talent allowed him to sense things that others couldn't sense. All of this caused the little mute to definitely have an extraordinary future.
"You can illuminate the Heavenly Palace at any time."
Xu Qing calmly spoke.
His words echoed through the empty streets. When the little mute heard this, his body trembled and he immediately knelt down and kept kowtowing.
Every strike was very forceful.
It was only when a gentle force helped him up that the little mute stopped. Relying on his intuition, he faced Xu Qing, his eyes showing reverence as he raised five fingers.
Xu Qing understood.
The little mute was saying that he wanted to activate five balls of life fire and walk the path Xu Qing had taken.
Xu Qing nodded. He was willing to see someone from the Seven Blood Eyes walking on the path he had strolled on. However, this path was very difficult. Hence, after pondering for a moment, Xu Qing turned and left.
However, a jade pendant appeared out of thin air in front of the little mute. As Xu Qing's voice rang out, it echoed in the little mute's mind.
"Your last magic aperture can be opened on the Sea Corpse Race's island between life and death with this jade pendant. If you successfully light five balls of life fire and form a Heavenly Palace, you can go to the Prison Department and be a Pawn."
The little mute's body trembled. He grabbed the jade pendant and held it tightly. He lifted his head and gazed into the distance, his gaze becoming increasingly determined.
He admired Xu Qing and it had always been like this all these years. Hence, he wanted to walk Xu Qing's path and obtain Xu Qing's recognition so that he could follow beside him.
This was especially so when he sensed that the terrifying existence in Xu Qing's shadow that he had seen back then was even more terrifying now but not that fearful.
This was because its gaze was always looking at Xu Qing with reverence and pleading.
Xu Qing returned to the County Governor's residence and sat in the pavilion, looking at the night sky. The surroundings were quiet. The wind caused the ends of his ponytail to flutter slightly, just like his heart at this moment.
"There don't seem to be many old acquaintances…"
"Some people, as they walk, simply disappear."
Xu Qing closed his eyes.
On this day, other than Zhang San and the little mute, he also saw Yanyan.
Yanyan had become a Sword Holder.
Xu Qing didn't meet her but he finally spotted the source of Yanyan's illness. In his memory, Yanyan's personality revealed cruelty to herself and her enemies.
Only by continuously killing and torturing herself could she be happy.
Her grandmother had told Xu Qing that Yanyan was sick.
At that time, Xu Qing couldn't see the answer. Now, he knew.
Yanyan was the only person he had seen in all these years who didn't have the slightest anomalous substances in her body.
Other than Yanyan, there were others who seemed like they didn't have anomalous substances, but the anomalous substances in them were cleansed. After a lengthy time, they would still appear. It was different from Yanyan.
Yanyan's body never seemed to have anomalous substances.
This was because her anomalous substances had fused into her soul, tainting it heavily. This caused her to become crazy, perverted, and torture herself. One could imagine that as time passed and she grew older, she would become increasingly crazy.
This was also the reason why her grandmother doted on her. She knew that her granddaughter wouldn't live long.
However, after experiencing the incident at the Moon Offering, in Xu Qing's eyes, Yanyan's severely tainted soul itself possessed a trace of divinity.
Hence, although Xu Qing didn't meet Yanyan, he fused a Crimson Goddess' feather into her soul and left a sentence for her so that she could borrow the power of the feather to cultivate.
"She's suitable for cultivating divinity."
Xu Qing opened his eyes and gazed in the direction of the Yinghuang Province. There was a Ghost Emperor Mountain there.
Old Master Seventh left three days ago and went to Ghost Emperor Mountain because third senior brother was cultivating there. That little boy from back then was also cultivating there with him.
As the wind blew, Xu Qing's thoughts continued to fluctuate. He thought of many things from the past and many old acquaintances, such as Qing Qiu. She was also in the Yinghuang Province.
Finally, Xu Qing gazed at the Nanhuang Continent.
At this moment, the wind stopped. Xu Qing retracted his thoughts and gaze at the same time and calmly spoke.
"Ever since I obtained the flesh of Crimson Goddess, you've been looking at me pleadingly. This is especially after You Lingzi was taken away by my master, your gaze has become even more intense, so… you want to eat it?"
As soon as Xu Qing finished speaking, under the moonlight, his shadow immediately rippled and rapidly spread in all directions. A pitch-black coffin rose from it, and it was covered in eyes.
Every eye revealed reverence and pleading. There were also intermittent fluctuations of emotions that echoed in Xu Qing's mind.
"Master… good… I…"
"Eat… Strong… I… Offer…"
"Divine fire…"
