Weapon Master

Right now, the Dragon Phoenix Spear had become a Heaven Stage weapon from a high-level weapon.    

Tang Huan had hidden two of the three metal attribute high-grade gem s, which were all left behind by the old man in the Forging God Cave. The remaining one was sent over by the Star Ocean Commerce this morning. Along with the "Bronze Cauldron Stone", a large number of other high-grade gem were delivered.    

A few days ago, Tang Huan went to the Star Sea Merchant Guild for the "Golden Caldron Stone" and to get some food for the Little Blue.    

Originally, Tang Huan was prepared to help Star Sea Merchant Guild forge a few more high grade Heaven Stage weapons in exchange for "Gold Cauldron Stone" and other high-grade gem. However, Xing Yan did not agree. After collecting the large amount of gems, he directly sent them to Tang Huan's residence without paying any money.    

Tang Huan knew that Star Ocean Commerce would definitely make a huge profit out of the previous ninety-eight Heaven Stage weapons. Seeing that Xing Yan was adamant, Tang Huan did not argue and accepted it all.    

"Chi!"    

Tang Huan's right hand moved slightly, and the Dragon Phoenix Spear pierced out casually, conjuring a blazing storm in the room. The terrifying might filled the entire space, but after a moment, the long spear in Tang Huan's hand stopped, the luster had disappeared greatly, and the might had also disappeared without a trace in an instant.    

Following that, Tang Huan's gaze turned towards the window several metres away, revealing a look of pleasant surprise: "Old Fatty, you finally came!"    

"Creak!"    

Amidst the light ringing, the window was suddenly opened and a ball of meat rolled in. It was a fat old man.    

The moment he entered the room, the old man unceremoniously sat on the only chair in the room. His two small eyes sized up Tang Huan's Dragon Phoenix Spear s and laughed: "Boy, this spear is not bad, it truly is worthy of being a advanced weapon!"    

"No matter how good the weapon is, it cannot compare to the Divine Weapon 'Flowing Rainbow Spear'."    

Tang Huan also carefully sized up Fat Old Man, and said while beaming, "Should I continue to call you Old Fatty, or Senior Spear Saint?" They hadn't seen each other for a few days, but the old fatty seemed to have recovered from a serious illness. His face was pale, and he was even panting a little.    

"What Spear Saint, why don't you continue calling me Old Fatty?" Fat Old Man smiled awkwardly.    

"Old Fatty, are you alright?" Tang Huan frowned slightly. He had felt the aura from the Fat Old Man carefully and found that it was extremely weak.    

"He won't die yet."    

Fat Old Man snickered, and then patted his head in annoyance, "was too anxious that day, I forgot that you had already condensed the 'Sun Spirit Body'."    

"Sigh, even if I, Fat Old Master, do not attack, you brat, you will not die. At most, you will only receive some injuries. No matter how heavy your 'Sun Spirit Body' injury is, as long as you still have a breath, you can recover. But that guy is different, he is still a Martial Lord at the peak of the Eighth Rank, after using the 'Nine Star Links' Arrow Technique, he will definitely be severely injured, and at that time, I can easily kill him. "    

"It's a loss!" We've lost a lot! "    

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The Fat Old Man's analysis was indeed reasonable, but no matter how it was heard, it felt weird. She unhappily rolled her eyes, and then said worriedly: "Old Fatty, could it be that you really were severely injured before, and have not recovered even now?"    

The old fatty was Spear Saint Ye Chongshan, who had already become famous throughout the world a hundred years ago, but his words just now revealed a piece of information. That day in the garden, before Dugu Yan had finished casting the "Nine Star Bead" archery, the old fatty did not seem to have the ability to kill him.    

At that time, Dugu Yan was so scared that he ran away, but the old fatty did not make a move or give chase.    

"You guessed right." The old fatty did not hide it, and said helplessly, "Fat Old Master is indeed severely injured, and I am no longer able to use the Divine Weapon, Flowing Rainbow Spear. Even though I can barely use the Spear Intent, it doesn't last long.    

"If we were to really fight that day, Fat Old Master would have no choice but to try to slip away." Saying that, Fat Old Man smirked at Tang Huan and said smilingly, "Luckily that guy was scared out of his wits, it seems my reputation as Fat Old Master is still valid."    

Hearing his words, Tang Huan couldn't laugh at all.    

Although he had guessed that the old fatty's situation was like this, when he heard it out loud with his own ears, he couldn't help but feel shocked. The old fatty was the strongest person in this world and was extremely powerful.    

"To forcefully activate the 'Flowing Rainbow Spear' Spear Intent, there must be some sort of side effects." Tang Huan frowned, an apologetic look in his eyes.    

"No worries." "You'll be able to recover after a short rest."    

Fat Old Man waved his hand and said.    

The old fatty spoke in a casual manner, of course, Tang Huan would not believe him. However, he knew that even if he continued to ask, the old fatty would not divulge the truth. In the next moment, Tang Huan took a light breath and asked, "Old Fatty, how did you get this injury?"    

"This was eighty years ago. Let's not talk about it." Fat Old Man shook her head and sighed, a look of reminiscence flashed across her pair of tiny eyes.    

"Eighty years ago?" Tang Huan took a deep breath and said in shock, "Old Fatty, you have been injured for eighty years and you have yet to recover?"    

"Forget about eighty years, even on the day of Fat Old Master's death, I won't be able to treat this wound." Fat Old Man did not mind and laughed.    

"But I don't believe that there are wounds that cannot be healed in this world." Tang Huan said seriously, "I can't cure it right now, but it's because no one has the ability to do so."    

"Kid, you're right."    

The Fat Old Man looked at Tang Huan in shock, and said, "If Fat Old Master wants to recover from my injury, it's easy to say it's easy, but hard to say it's hard. If there is an expert who has exceeded the cultivation level of the ninth ranked Martial Saint in helping out, then it will naturally be easy for me to recover from my injuries, otherwise, it will be impossible for me to survive for the rest of my life. "    

"If that's the case, then it's simple." Hearing this, Tang Huan smiled slightly, "Old Fatty, you just need to wait patiently for me to cross the Stage Nine."    

"Brat, you're quite ambitious."    

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Fat Old Man was stunned, but he immediately laughed heartily, "However, you have to hurry up. If it took you another dozen or twenty years before you could surpass ninth ranked Martial Saint, then I, Fat Old Master, might already be living underground."    

"Old fatty, you ?"    

Tang Huan's heart skipped a beat, his face changed slightly. Didn't Fat Old Man say that he only had a few dozen years left to live?    

In that instant, a sense of urgency involuntarily rose in Tang Huan's heart. He had practically been watched by his master and Fat Old Man since he was young, even though he was speaking to Fat Old Man shamelessly, in his heart, he had already become his family. How could Tang Huan watch him walk step by step towards death?