nyslfriends Chapter 60 A Glimmer of Cold Light Arrives First
Chapter 60 A Glimmer of Cold Light Arrives First
Lu Changgeng had no idea what happened in the Ape Demon Cave afterward, but that didn't stop him from knowing that he was definitely on the Ape Demon King's kill list.
He was helpless and aggrieved. Who knew your beloved concubine wanted you to be her father-in-law?
He originally only wanted to impersonate the king to claim the reward and take control of the Soft Bone King, but things didn't go as planned and a series of unexpected events occurred.
However, Lu Changgeng wasn't too worried; having too many lice didn't cause itching.
He planned to first send the spiritual fruits and other treasures he had obtained to the bottom of the Cleansing Spring. There was an empty primordial space at the spring's source, about twenty square meters in size. He usually stored things there. The spiritual fruits he had previously bestowed upon the wolf demon Jia and the other demon were also taken from the spring's source.
Once this matter is settled, I will summon Teng San Niang and the little spiders back to Pan Si Ling. At that time, I will give the little spiders the spiritual fruits and pills, as these are not of much use to him.
It seems this matter cannot be resolved amicably, unless his cultivation level becomes so powerful that the Ape Demon King and the Azure Wave Pool dare not act rashly.
However, at least a thousand years of cultivation is required between the transformation into human form and the return to emptiness and the union with the Dao. Even if he has the shortcut of female cultivators soaking in the spring to replenish their magical power, it still requires a person of high cultivation to soak in the spring. As for how long to soak, that is hard to say.
If the seven fairies from back then were still here, they might have been able to reach the Dao Integration Realm in another hundred days.
It's a pity they won't come again, Lu Changgeng sighed inwardly.
Since a peaceful resolution was not an option, the only choice was to confront them head-on. Lu Changgeng's eyes instantly sharpened.
Suddenly remembering something, he reached for his waist and hips, and after a rustling sound, his undergarments fell down.
He didn't mind, holding onto a long, soft, strip-shaped object with both hands.
Don't misunderstand, it's just a blood-red ribbon.
Lu Changgeng examined it carefully, then weighed it in his hand, feeling that the weight was a little off, as if it was a bit heavier than before.
Suddenly he spoke: "Get hard! Make it easier to handle!"
The strip-shaped object reacted instantly, swelling up and becoming thick and hard.
Dark water seemed to surge out from above, instantly transforming into a twelve-foot-long spear.
The gun body shimmered with a deep, blood-red luster, with flowing water patterns extending from the butt to the tip, and ancient, dark gold water patterns flickering between the lines like tides.
The spear tip resembled a spear but was not; it was more like a snake or a dragon, with a faint, intense aura of bloodlust and sharpness emanating from it.
After the spear was pulled from the bottom of the pool, it transformed into a belt wrapped around his body, and he felt an inexplicable connection with the spear.
It can shrink when you want it to shrink, soften when you want it to soften; it's so obedient that it doesn't seem like a magical artifact, but rather like his penis.
But it only resembles him; it's not truly attached to him, so it can't be considered a true master in any way.
As Lu Changgeng gripped the gun barrel, he suddenly recalled that when he pulled the gun from the bottom of the pool that day, the five-colored stone fragment in his arms and the dark gold patterns on the gun body lit up at the same time, one like the moon and the other like the tide, echoing each other from afar.
He instinctively reached into his pocket, wanting to take out the fragment and try again.
His fingers reached inside his clothes and found nothing.
He frowned slightly and searched carefully again, looking inside his clothes, sleeves, belt, and even his crotch, but it was still empty.
He personally retrieved the five-colored stone fragment from a hidden compartment in the mountain demon's cave and kept it close to his body ever since.
His heart sank slightly, and his gaze suddenly fell on the gun.
Near the butt of the gun barrel, there is a palm-sized area that stands out from the surrounding flowing water pattern.
The surrounding textures are smooth and natural, but this area looks like a patch that was added later, slightly lighter than the other textures.
He brought the gun barrel closer for a closer look. The patch was seamlessly integrated with the gun body, without any signs of fitting or casting. It didn't look like it was added later; rather, it seemed to have grown out of the gun body. The shape of the patch was exactly the same as the five-colored stone fragment he had lost.
Was the five-colored stone fragment melted by this spear?
Lu Changgeng ran his fingertips over the patch-like part, its texture as warm and smooth as jade, a stark contrast to the cold metallic feel of the rest of the gun.
The five-colored stones were left behind by the goddess Nuwa when she mended the sky, and this spear was Gonggong's war spear. The two seem to be completely unrelated, but when Gonggong struck Buzhou Mountain, the pillar of heaven broke and the sky cracked, and Nuwa refined the five-colored stones to mend the sky...
Hiss... It's terrifying to think about... Lu Changgeng let his imagination run wild.
What would happen if this spear swallowed a few more fragments of the five-colored stone?
I wonder where else these five-colored stone fragments might be. Lu Changgeng remembers that the monkey was apparently born from the Sky-Mending Stone, which was also the five-colored stone. I wonder if there are any fragments of the monkey's mother left on Flower Fruit Mountain.
This matter can only be discussed at a later time. The journey to Dongsheng Shenzhou is long and the time is not right now.
Without further thought, he gripped the gun barrel tightly, deciding to make the gun his own first.
In his memory, there are usually methods of recognizing a master through blood dripping or branding the original body with a mark.
A drop of blood was forced from his fingertip and dripped onto the gun. The blood droplet slid down the water ripples, but before it reached the tip of the gun, it was vaporized into a blood mist by the gun's baleful aura and then dissipated, seemingly absorbed by it.
done?
Lu Changgeng stared at it for a long time, but found that there was no reaction at all, and he could not feel the gun spirit at all.
I tried to control it with my mind, but there was no response...
Damn it! You drank my blood and then disown me?!
He tried to probe his primordial spirit into the gun barrel, but as soon as his divine sense touched the dark gold patterns, it was repelled by an even more ancient and tyrannical aura. The demonic infant in his dantian suddenly opened its eyes, as if it had been angered.
After several more attempts, nothing was accomplished.
Blood oath doesn't work, nor does spiritual oath...
Lu Changgeng withdrew his divine sense, his brows furrowing.
The strange thing is that, although the gun clearly does not recognize him as its master, it obeys his every command without question.
Make it handy and it will be handy; make it smaller and it will be smaller; make it into a belt and it will obediently wrap around your waist, more obedient than a magical artifact that has recognized its master.
What strange restrictions did Gonggong place on this spear when he made it?
Or perhaps the gun doesn't recognize his blood or his god, but rather something within him that even he himself hasn't fully grasped?
He subconsciously looked down to his waist and abdomen; if there was anything he couldn't figure out or any special talent he had, it was probably there.
That's right, it's the demonic infant in the dantian, and the three-legged chicken it's holding.
At first, he thought he controlled the gun through the five-colored stone fragments, but the five-colored stone fragments directly fused into it, and the fragments did not recognize him as their master, so why should the gun listen to him?
Therefore, his uniqueness does not lie in the five-colored stone, but in himself.
Upon examining his inner self, he saw that the demon infant and the three-legged chicken remained motionless. Unable to make sense of it, he stopped worrying about it and decided to test the power of the spear again.
With a flick of his wrists, he executed what he thought was a cool spear flourish, and shouted in a low voice, "A flash of cold light arrives first, then the spear strikes like a dragon!"
After a few more moves, occasional chuunibyou-esque voices rang out: "The gun strikes like thunder, illuminating one's courage and integrity!"
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While Lu Changgeng was indulging in his delusions of grandeur, he was unaware that in the Ape Demon Cave thousands of miles away, the two great demon kings had found crucial clues about his identity!