Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 476 - Luck, An Attempt at the First Connate Divine Weapon (2)

Chapter 476: Luck, An Attempt at the First Connate Divine Weapon (2)

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“Very good.” Zhou Shu smiled and nodded. “But let me finish first.

“If this works, you should benefit greatly. It’s not impossible for you to become a Grandmaster in one go then.”

Yang Hong’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but gulp.

Become a Grandmaster in one go?

Am I dreaming?

It’s indeed right to follow His Highness!

I didn’t expect to have the chance to become a Grandmaster in this lifetime!

If not for the fact that Zhou Shu was around, Yang Hong would have laughed out loud.

“Of course, profits and risks come hand-in-hand,” Zhou Shu continued. “If you fail, your meridians might be damaged. You could lose all your cultivation and become a cripple. At worst, you could even be paralyzed…”

Buzz—

Yang Hong was stunned. I could lose all my cultivation, and at worst, I could be paralyzed?

If that happens, it’s true I won’t die, but that’s worse than death!

How could I have forgotten? Every time I go near His Highness, I will be unlucky!

Yang Hong, oh Yang Hong, you really deserve a beating!

His Highness, is it too late for me to change my mind? Yang Hong gestured at Zhou Shu with his eyes.

Yes! Zhou Shu answered him with his eyes.

“Don’t worry. Even if you’re paralyzed, Great Xia will let you live comfortably.”

Your Highness, has anyone ever told you that you are really bad at comforting people!?

How can you say that?

If I’m paralyzed, what’s the point of not having to worry about food and clothing?

“Okay, let’s get started,” Zhou Shu said solemnly.

Yang Hong: “…”

Yang Hong had not gotten ready when he suddenly felt a strong force. He felt as if he was grabbed by an invisible hand and thrown into the air.

Before he could react, he felt a wave of fire wash over him.

“Bear with it. The process might be uncomfortable.” Zhou Shu’s voice sounded.

Yang Hong was wondering what Zhou Shu meant when he felt a sharp pain.

He couldn’t help screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

Yang Hong’s hair and eyebrows all burned, and a solution of Heaven Refining Stone appeared in the air. The solution formed after the Heaven Refining Stone melted followed Yang Hong’s pores and entered his body.

Yang Hong was shocked. Is His Highness going to kill me?

He wanted to beg for mercy, but when he opened his mouth, all he could do was scream in pain. He couldn’t say a word.

In the public forging room next door, Li Chengliang and the others looked at each other.

This noise next door…

Why does it sound like someone is being tortured?

Didn’t His Highness go inside to forge?

“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t, and don’t listen to what you shouldn’t!” s.h.i.+ Songtao said in all seriousness, but his ears were p.r.i.c.ked, eavesdropping on the commotion next door.

He was also full of curiosity. His Highness called Yang Hong in. This scream is from Yang Hong, right?

What is His Highness doing to him?

This doubt also surfaced in the hearts of Meng Bai, w.a.n.g Mu, and the others.

They had come over to find an opportunity to ask Zhou Shu about what had happened, but as soon as they arrived near the forging room, they heard the tragic cries.

The a.s.sembled generals shuddered.

His cries were too tragic. It seemed like he had been tortured.

Meng Bai, w.a.n.g Mu, and the others looked at Bai Qiancheng at the same time.

And you still say His Highness succeeded?

It looked like the operation failed, and he’s venting his resentment.

Bai Qiancheng looked hesitant. Could it be that he had guessed wrongly?

King Zhou didn’t manage to block the pa.s.sageway between the two worlds?

Zhang Wuyuan coughed lightly and said, “Well, I have some military matters to attend to. Why don’t you ask His Highness what the situation is? Just let me know later.”

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned and walked away quickly.

He felt that the king wasn’t in a good mood, and it was safer to hide farther away first.

Meng Bai, w.a.n.g Mu, and the others looked at each other and said in unison. “His Highness seems to be busy. Let’s not disturb him yet.”

The generals turned and slowly left. After a distance, they separated before disappearing into various parts of the karst cave.

In the forging room, Zhou Shu’s expression was serious. His hands were as steady as a mountain, as if he didn’t hear Yang Hong’s screams at all.

Yang Hong was in a miserable state. His clothes, including his hair, had been burned clean by the high temperature. He was like a hairless pig that had been scalded by boiling water. It was really an eyesore…

The solution formed by the Heaven Refining Stone had already entered his body through his pores. With the naked eye, it was even possible to see the Heaven Refining Stone’s liquid flowing in his body. His skin looked like there was a living creature wandering around his body. It was abnormally terrifying.

In other words, Zhou Shu was completely unaffected.

He experimented step by step with his vision.

Zhou Shu didn’t know how connate divine artifacts like the imperial cauldrons were forged. The ancient people might have their ways, but he had no way of knowing.

What he was doing now was an unprecedented attempt!

Even Zhou Shu himself wasn’t very confident.

This was why he had asked Yang Hong.

Actually, in theory, it might be better to find someone with a higher cultivation level to cooperate with. After all, the higher the cultivation level, the more pain they could endure…

But Yang Hong’s physique was special. When he entered the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament s.p.a.ce, he was only a ninth-rank martial artist. In the end, many ninth-rank martial artists had died in battle. However, not only did he not die, but his cultivation level kept increasing.

Although a fifth-rank martial artist was not eye-catching in the camp, if one thought about it carefully, Yang Hong’s cultivation speed could be said to be terrifying.

In the entire camp, there were probably not many people whose cultivation speed was faster than his.

This was more than luck could describe.

Zhou Shu even suspected that Yang Hong had the legendary destiny!

Otherwise, how could he have survived so smoothly and been so lucky?

Of course, there was no such thing as destiny in this world. But in short, Yang Hong was definitely lucky.

Zhou Shu hoped to borrow his good luck to make his attempt succeed!

If it succeeded, it meant that the method he had thought of was useful. Then connate divine weapons would no longer be an illusion.

Yang Hong’s screams grew louder, reached a peak, and then began to fall. His voice had begun to crack, and he no longer had the strength to shout.

If not for the fact that his suspended body still twitched from time to time, one would have thought he was dead.

Zhou Shu’s expression remained unchanged as he continued.

After an unknown period of time, Zhou Shu suddenly shouted, stood up, formed a seal with both hands, and pulled out his weapon.

“Ah!” Yang Hong, who had already fainted, suddenly let out a shocking scream.

He jerked upright, then doubled over, and finally dropped to the floor with a thud.

During this process, Zhou Shu extracted a ray of light from his body!

That’s right. Zhou Shu actually pulled something out of Yang Hong’s body!

The thing seemed to be like a net, and it glowed radiantly.

Zhou Shu heaved a sigh of relief. His hands instantly turned red. He kept grabbing pieces of forging materials. After melting them in his palms, he threw them into the net.

The net rose and fell, intertwining with the forging materials that Zhou Shu had thrown out. Thunder seemed to echo in the sky.

As Zhou Shu smelted more and more forging materials, the net that was originally made of light gradually became more and more solid. In the end, it was no longer a net but a ball of a strange-colored liquid.

The light in Zhou Shu’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. He let out a soft grunt, and light appeared on his body. His hands and under his elbows had turned into magma, and his hot aura seemed to melt everything.

The liquid ma.s.s in the air changed shape like rubber paste under his hands. Eventually, the shape of a sword appeared in the air.