anwhile,
in the storm with oppressive dark clouds, several bolts of Heavenly Thunder struck down.
...
A thousand breaths later,
"Ouch, ouch..."
The giant lay in the center of the valley, continually making sounds of pain as he gasped for air, while Zhao Yishi diligently applied dicine alongside him. Xing Dou, alongside his disciple, was busy concocting pills in a pot.
It must be said,
that when a body becos large, it really shouldn’t get hurt. Not to ntion anything else, the dicine used for just this one injury was enough to bankrupt a small clan from First Grade Continent on the spot.
"Hey,"
standing by, Chen Qiu said helplessly in a soft voice, "Does it hurt that much? I was holding back. I only scraped the moss off your stone, didn’t touch the foundation. You can find a spring to see for yourself, senior. Your appearance now is definitely better than before."
"You know nothing!"
The giant, bouncing on the ground and howling in pain, angrily said, "Do you know how many years it took to cultivate that moss? Do you know how charming such a coat of moss is in our Barbarian Tribe?"
"I will beco the ugliest in our Barbarian Tribe from now on, no Barbarian woman will ever fancy again!"
"You destroyed my hard work, do you understand?"
"Sorry..."
Chen Qiu, sitting by the campfire, touched his nose and said sowhat apologetically, "Senior, it seems... you are quite fond of the matters between n and won. How about, so other day, I take you out for so fun, as compensation?"
Although his strength was greater than the giant’s, through the previous conversation, he knew that his counterpart had lived over eight thousand years, and thus he addressed him as senior.
Especially since this giant, who had lived for eight thousand years, had always been a bachelor, never having been with a woman.
Neither Barbarian nor Human Race won.
Under Zhao Yishi’s guidance, and through such a thod, it was the first ti he was about to have intimate contact with a woman from the Human Race, but just as it all began, he had interfered, now he could understand the giant senior’s anger.
If it were him, with sothing unachieved for eight thousand years and finally about to be fulfilled only to be thwarted, he would undoubtedly kill the perpetrator at all costs, otherwise he couldn’t quell his resentnt.
"Haha."
The giant, after the dicine application, lying on the ground waiting for the dicine to be absorbed, turned over and sneered to an onlooker, "If it were so simple, why would I stay single for eight thousand years? Do you think any girl at any venue could handle ?"
"My club is longer than her family tree!"
"There’s a way,"
Chen Qiu’s voice was tinged with apology, "There must also be so large-bodied races, like the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan’s size is quite significant, and they can adjust their size at will, perfectly eting your requirents. I have so connections there, and I could introduce you to a couple of potential partners, no problem."
"Hah."
The giant scoffed, rolled over to lie prone on the ground, and buried his face in a pit, refusing to speak further. His situation was awkward, furious but unable to fight back.
His life was nearing an end.
In other words, he was almost dying.
If he died keeping his kinship intact, he would really feel guilty towards his ancestors afterward, but sotis, there was just no way around it.
...
"Um..."
Sitting by the sa campfire, Zhao Yishi whispered, "The Barbarian Tribe and the Dragon Clan are mortal enemies. Long ago, the Dragon Clan was a main item on the Barbarian Tribe’s nu, and all current Dragon Clan recipes essentially ca from the Barbarians."
"Grandfather didn’t like you to begin with, and now knowing your good relations with the Dragon Clan... likes you even less."
Although Zhao Yishi deliberately lowered his voice, it was futile; his voice still clearly echoed in everyone’s ears.
"Oh."
Chen Qiu nodded expressionlessly, then looked up sowhat puzzled at Zhao Yishi, "Doesn’t your grandfather have moss cultivated for many years on him? Why didn’t he find a suitable partner within the Barbarian Tribe?"
"This..."
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Yishi whispered, "Because grandfather’s cultivation is too low, nobody in the Barbarian Tribe respected him, and he was expelled. In First Grade Continent, it’s only and grandfather from our tribe, the rest of the Barbarians are in the Immortal Realm."
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The giant, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly sprang up, angrily looking at Zhao Yishi, "You little rascal, I specifically took you out from Heavenly Prison. Why are you exposing my secrets in front of outsiders?"
"Besides, I’ve told you, my cultivation was very strong before I contracted ’Immortal Cancer’, which caused to continuously fall to my current state!"
"My past glory, you can’t even imagine!"
"Grandfather."
Sitting by the campfire, Zhao Yishi seriously looked at his grandfather, "Brother Qiu is not an outsider, nor is my master. They’ve been very kind to in Da Xia Country. My master has even resisted pressure from his sect to feed and chat with , and Brother Qiu is very strong."
"If you trust him, he can definitely help you fulfill your long-cherished wish."
Zhao Yishi then lowered his gaze towards Chen Qiu, his voice filled with earnestness and hope, "Brother Qiu, grandfather is very kind to . I don’t know if you have a way, but grandfather doesn’t have much life left. He just wants to experience the joy of intimacy before he dies. Can you help him?"
"..."
Chen Qiu sat cross-legged on the spot, his expression slightly odd as he maintained silence. ’Immortal Cancer’ again?
If he rembered correctly, the daughter of the Bai Family Patriarch also had this disease and needed a special pill made from ’A thread of Yin Emperor’s luck’ as the main ingredient to save her life, otherwise, she could only wait for death.
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