265: Chapter 263: An Arrowhead_1 265: Chapter 263: An Arrowhead_1 Owen Bertram didn’t want trouble from Elder Brother, so he took the Cow Demon’s corpse out of the Prescott Group.
He arrived at a forest, and a magpie fell from the sky.
He tossed the Cow Demon’s corpse on the ground.
Then, Joseph Gourd flew out and collected the Divine Spirit Water.
“Eat up, I prepared this for you.”
The magpie froze, slightly in disbelief.
Previously, the Master barely paid any attention to her.
The sudden care in the last several days made her feel uncomfortable…
seeing this, Owen Bertram felt sympathy, as if he was seeing a neglected child from a wicked stepmother.
On the other hand, Gregory Ryan, the Little Ghost, didn’t think much about it.
He cheered and rushed out, sucking out the Cow Demon’s spirit for a hearty al.
After absorbing the spirit of Fuller Gavin, his strength had drastically increased.
Now, consuming the Cow Demon’s spirit was much faster than before.
Owen Bertram noticed that Gregory had grown another arm.
After Gregory got his Iron Plate, he could grow eight arms in a crisis, but these arms wouldn’t “solidify” and would disappear after the crisis.
Among those occasional eight arms, only one arm could control the White Bone Seal.
The others were empty.
Once the White Bone Seal was condensed, Gregory solidified this arm, so he usually has three arms under normal circumstances.
After processing Fuller Gavin’s spirit, he grew a fourth arm.
This arm was always clenched as if holding sothing.
This was a sowhat exciting prospect for Owen Bertram: What kind of spiritual treasure could it be?
During this trip to Casterly County, the magpie and Little Ghost Gregory Ryan perford outstandingly, handling quite a few matters that Owen Bertram didn’t want to deal with personally.
Owen Bertram wondered whether Gregory could use other spiritual treasures.
The Ghost Zone was about to host its first Grand Gathering.
He could purchase so spiritual treasures for Gregory from the Lord.
The magpie started eating the Cow Demon’s corpse, and tears started to fall – causing Owen Bertram to furrow his brows: ‘Enough, it’s as if I am really her stepdad!’
Owen Bertram didn’t want to continue watching and left them behind after giving them instructions.
In the middle of the night, Owen Bertram felt a rumble in his stomach.
He rolled over in his bed: “Sigh, I’m hungry.
I miss the food Verna used to cook…”
Right then, a warm current ca from Elder Brother.
Owen Bertram’s face brightened up instantly: ‘At least I have Brother by my side despite Alexia not being here.’
This warm current was massive, but Owen Bertram hesitated: ‘Should I continue constructing the Dao Tower or reinforce my Responsive Object?’
In the end, he decided: ‘I will complete the Dao Tower first.’
He didn’t have a clue about reinforcing the Responsive Object, whether he should choose the Array or the Talisman.
Plus, the Dao Tower’s “unfinished” state was annoying, so he decided to solve the Dao Tower problem first.
However, the result astonished Owen Bertram: this huge warm current only built two layers of the Dao Tower, still one layer missing!
The Dao Tower remains incomplete!
“Is this the difficulty of surpassing the Six-layer Tower?” Owen Bertram grimaced, then opened Joseph Gourd, gesturing to Brother: ‘What about the magical instrunts?’
The brothers agreed that this ti, Brother couldn’t brush him off with sothing shoddy like the Sharp Arrow Formation Soldier Training Treasure Manual.
Little Loach knew he couldn’t escape this ti and promptly spat out an item.
Owen Bertram swiftly caught it, his face changed: “Elder Brother, this is too much!”
Little Loach gave him…
an arrowhead!
This thing lay in Owen Bertram’s palm; it was the exact size and similar to the arrowhead Owen paired with the God-slaying.
It seed like Little Loach had been too lazy even to change the design.
Little Loach wasn’t pleased either.
He complained that his Elder Brother wasn’t recognizing its value, calling him a hayseed.
Only then did Owen Bertram carefully examine the arrowhead.
Afterward, he looked conflicted: ‘It’s hard to say if this is good.
This thing holds trendous power and surpasses all the magical instrunts Little Loach had given before, even the Five-toothed Flying Sword.’Well…
This thing is disposable, once you use it, it’s gone.
Owen Bertram scratched his head, suddenly put on a smile, “Dear brother…”
Little Loach was so scared that he imdiately retreated back into his gourd.
There was sothing off about Elder Brother today.
Who had ever seen siblings talk like this?
Overly enthusiastic for no reason is either a trap or a robbery!
Owen Bertram grabbed him out again, “Don’t be afraid, I as your elder brother don’t an anything else.
Look at this tiny thing, you can’t just refuse, can you?
Do you have any more?
I could use a few hundred.”
Little Loach’s eyes almost bulged out, but Elder Brother insisted with righteousness: “This thing must have been transford from the Poison Stings of a Soldier Bee, right?
How many Soldier Bees did you eat in one sitting?
Certainly tens of thousands, at least?
And you only gave one arrowhead, isn’t this a bit too stingy…”
Little Loach got angry and turned his back on Elder Brother.
You make it sound so simple.
By that logic, each Soldier Bee should have several poison stings.
How reasonable!
Elder Brother still didn’t give up: “If not a few hundred, at least a few dozen, right?”
Suddenly, Little Loach turned around, spat at Elder Brother, then swiftly retreated back into his gourd.
He even sealed the gourd himself, forbidding Elder Brother to co in!
Julian Gourd shivered violently, stuck between a rock and a hard place…might be ground to pulp any second.
But after thinking about it, he was still more afraid of Elder Brother, so he could only apologize to Master.
Owen Bertram was suddenly furious: “Who taught you all this?
You didn’t use to be like this!”
Julian Gourd shivered again, always feeling that Master was insinuating that he was the one who spoiled Elder Brother.
Owen Bertram rolled up his sleeves, preparing to wipe the saliva off his body, when Joseph Gourd suddenly flew out, overjoyed: “Master rest, let do it!
This is rare Divine Water…”
Joseph Gourd quickly sucked up the saliva without leaving a drop behind.
Owen Bertram felt sohow nauseous.
He gave Joseph Gourd a disgusted look and then violently shook Julian Gourd: “You co out!”
“Can’t your elder brother even scold you?”
“What kind of attitude is this?
It’s unfilial!”
After yelling for a while, Little Loach ignored him.
Owen Bertram started to sigh: “My life is so hard.
I’ve worked so hard to raise Little Loach and Mario, playing both dad and mom, and what do I get?
Spit on by an ungrateful kid!”
“Un-hoped-for…”
“When you grow up and don’t need anymore, I’m just a worthless person, huh…Sigh…”
Little Loach hadn’t seen this before, and felt instantly guilty.
He carefully poked his head out of his gourd like a child who had done sothing wrong.
Owen Bertram was secretly delighted: This trick actually worked?
I should’ve used it sooner!
Little Loach humd and hawed, but still claid: There’s really no more, this thing is hard to make, all the Soldier Bees only produced one.
Owen Bertram asked: “What about the previous swarm of Elent-devouring Bees?
There were many Soldier Bees in that too.”
Little Loach rolled his eyes, those were long digested, where would he get anymore?
Owen Bertram caught on again: “So you’re saying, from the first swarm of Elent-devouring Bees, you could have given Elder Brother this kind of arrowhead, but instead, you tricked with the ‘Arrow Formation Soldier Training Treasure Manual’?”
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