420: Chapter 269: There is a Sword to Slay the Dragon!
_2 420: Chapter 269: There is a Sword to Slay the Dragon!
_2 “People are sitting right in front of you, and you two are still texting each other?” Thinking of the reason behind this, Sheng Xinhua felt a surge of sadness mixed with anger, and said, “See if I’ll ever cover for you two again.”
After saying this, Sheng Xinhua grabbed her bag and turned to leave.
“Mr.
Sheng is angry,” Phoenix said, watching Sheng Xinhua’s retreating figure.
“That’s not it.
She just wants us to have a good talk.”
“Mmm.” Phoenix nodded, her long eyelashes fluttering and her beautiful eyes shining like stars as she looked at Tang Fei and said, “I also want to know what you really experienced in Ghost Prison.”
Tang Fei sighed deeply, his face showing the pain as he said, “Living a life worse than a ghost.”
Phoenix’s heart filled with pity as she reached out to smooth Tang Fei’s furrowed brow, speaking softly, “The phoenix flowers across the city have all blood, just waiting for you to return… When the flowers fall, we et again, how wonderful.”
Tang Fei just felt a bit dry in the mouth.
He wanted to drink so water.
When Tang Fei got ho, Little Fatty was hitting stones in the Gravity Room.
Seeing Tang Fei return, Little Fatty threw down the hamr in his hand and rushed outside.
He embraced Tang Fei tightly, excitedly shouting, “Bro…
brother, you’re back?”
Little Fatty was covered in the sll of sweat, his clothes soaked.
However, Tang Fei did not mind.
He hugged Little Fatty tightly and said with a smile, “I’m back.”
The two of them had grown up together, depending on each other—there was no deeper bond.
If there was another person in this world he could trust, it would be old man Little Fatty, Phoenix Shenghuai…
“When did you co back?” Little Fatty asked.
“The first thing I did when I got back was to co and see you,” Tang Fei said.
He’d certainly never say, “I ca ho to see you, but you weren’t ho, so I went out to have dinner and a movie with Phoenix, exchanging body scents and three-dinsional data…”
“Hehehe…”
Little Fatty grinned foolishly.
Brother had co to see him first thing after returning; brother’s most beloved was always him.
Tang Fei patted Little Fatty on the shoulder, gesturing for him to let go.
This kid had grown stronger, almost making it hard for him to breathe.
“How have you been?” Tang Fei asked.
“Haven’t run into any trouble, have you?”
“No,” Little Fatty shook his head and said, “With you not ho, I’ve been going to the dean’s place every day to have als and train, then coming ho to sleep at night… nothing’s happened.”
“That’s good.” Tang Fei knew it would likely be this result, as Little Fatty wasn’t one to trouble others on his own accord; if trouble arose, it was usually because of him.
With him away, Little Fatty was actually safer than before.
Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty and asked, “How are you doing?
Have your strength or training seen any breakthroughs?
Not to ntion, I do feel like you’ve gotten stronger.”
Little Fatty shook his head, feeling a bit shy as he said, “I just feel like I’ve gotten a bit stronger, nothing else much has changed…”
Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty, comforting him, “Your training path is different from ours.
By the ti you feel a change, it’ll be a quantitative change causing a qualitative one, a complete transformation.”
Little Fatty touched his head and said, “Every day I pound water, but the water remains unchanged.
It flows as it always has… I just feel the hamr getting lighter.”
“Before, when I picked it up, it felt a bit heavy, but now carrying it in my hand is like holding a book or a piece of at.”
“Are you using the Skull Hamr?”
“Mmm.” Little Fatty nodded and said, “Master told to use it more often, to strengthen interaction and a sense of belonging, so that it feels more like a part of , easier to handle when I use it.”
Shang Xiulin didn’t know that the aura of the Evil God within the Skull Hamr could transform Little Fatty, but he was well-inford and knew that Divine Artifacts have temperants of their own.
To fully control it, one must communicate with it more.
The more it is used, the more its mystical and wonderful aspects can be fully harnessed.
“Your master is right,” Tang Fei nodded and said, “Just be a bit cautious.
The Skull Hamr is a Divine Artifact, treasure hidden is treasure safe.
Don’t let others see it.
If soone covetous sets their eyes on it, it’s a small matter if the hamr is lost, but a big issue if you lose your life.”
“I’m not stupid,” Little Fatty said with a proud look, boasting, “I always keep the hamr in my backpack.
I carry it to the pool every day, and then carry it back.
No one can see it.”
“Impressive,” Tang Fei gave Little Fatty a thumbs up, encouraging him, “Keep it up.”
“Okay,” Little Fatty nodded and asked, “Bro, does Sister Phoenix know you’re back?”
“She knows,” Tang Fei said, feeling a bit guilty.
“Mmm, that’s good.” Little Fatty nodded and said, “When you weren’t here, Sister Phoenix and Mr.
Sheng often ca to see , sotis together…
They brought lots of tasty food and bought many new clothes.
The treats are all eaten, but there are still many clothes I haven’t worn yet.”
“That’s because they care about you,” Tang Fei said.
Little Fatty laughed naively and said, “That’s because they care about you.”
“…”
This silly kid…
Isn’t so silly after all.
Tang Fei walked upstairs, saying, “Let’s see, I brought you a gift…”
“Is it sothing tasty?” Little Fatty asked excitedly.
“The place I went to is Ghost Prison…
What kind of good food could there be there?
You want to eat ghosts?”
“I’ve never tried them, I don’t know if they’re tasty,” Little Fatty said, quite troubled.
“…”
——
It was already the third day after returning to the city when Tang Fei t the old man.
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