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âVery good.â Zhou Shu smiled and nodded. âBut let me finish first.
âIf this works, you should benefit greatly. Itâs not impossible for you to become a Grandmaster in one go then.â
Yang Hongâs eyes lit up, and he couldnât help but gulp.
Become a Grandmaster in one go?
Am I dreaming?
Itâs indeed right to follow His Highness!
I didnât 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.
âOf course, profits and risks come hand-in-hand,â Zhou Shu continued. âIf you fail, your meridians might be damaged. You could lose all your cultivation and become a cripple. At worst, you could even be paralyzedâ¦â
Buzzâ
Yang Hong was stunned.?I could lose all my cultivation, and at worst, I could be paralyzed?
If that happens, itâs true I wonât die, but thatâs 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.
âDonât worry. Even if youâre paralyzed, Great Xia will let you live comfortably.â
Your Highness, has anyone ever told you that you are really bad at comforting people!?
How can you say that?
If Iâm paralyzed, whatâs the point of not having to worry about food and clothing?
âOkay, letâs get started,â Zhou Shu said solemnly.
Yang Hong: ââ¦â
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.
âBear with it. The process might be uncomfortable.â Zhou Shuâs voice sounded.
Yang Hong was wondering what Zhou Shu meant when he felt a sharp pain.
He couldnât help screaming like a pig being slaughtered.
Yang Hongâs 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 Hongâs 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 couldnât say a word.
In the public forging room next door, Li Chengliang and the others looked at each other.
This noise next doorâ¦
Why does it sound like someone is being tortured?
Didnât His Highness go inside to forge?
âDonât ask what you shouldnât, and donât listen to what you shouldnât!â Shi Songtao said in all seriousness, but his ears were pricked, eavesdropping on the commotion next door.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
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, Wang 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 assembled generals shuddered.
His cries were too tragic. It seemed like he had been tortured.
Meng Bai, Wang 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 heâs venting his resentment.
Bai Qiancheng looked hesitant. Could it be that he had guessed wrongly?
King Zhou didnât manage to block the passageway between the two worlds?
Zhang Wuyuan coughed lightly and said, âWell, I have some military matters to attend to. Why donât you ask His Highness what the situation is? Just let me know later.â
Before he finished speaking, he had already turned and walked away quickly.
He felt that the king wasnât in a good mood, and it was safer to hide farther away first.
Meng Bai, Wang Mu, and the others looked at each other and said in unison. âHis Highness seems to be busy. Letâs not disturb him yet.â
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 Shuâs expression was serious. His hands were as steady as a mountain, as if he didnât hear Yang Hongâs 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 eyesoreâ¦
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 Stoneâs 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 didnât 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 wasnât 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 endureâ¦
But Yang Hongâs physique was special. When he entered the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space, 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 Hongâs 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 Hongâs 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 Shuâs 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.
âAh!â 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!
Thatâs right. Zhou Shu actually pulled something out of Yang Hongâs 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 Shuâs 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 mass in the air changed shape like rubber paste under his hands. Eventually, the shape of a sword appeared in the air.