The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 110 - 84 Tusk_2

Chapter 110: Chapter 84 Tusk_2

What a pity, she’s not stupid. Although his Mysterious Netherworld Divine Fire looked mighty, these were his True Body’s Snake Teeth, and their resistance to Divine Fire was unknown but likely very high. Using them to craft weapons was far more difficult than other materials. Changtian was also restrained by the Dragon Binding Rope, preventing him from using his Divine Skills, and she could only imagine how much effort he must have put in to create the pair of short daggers in his hands.

In recent days, she’d been busy cooking, Body Refining, Alchemy, practicing martial arts, so busy that she carelessly overlooked his every move. She even complained about his strictness in urging her on. However, the gifts Changtian gave her were forged quietly with his own Divine Power, which was the very essence of his existence, diminishing with each use.

"How much of your Divine Power did it take to make this?" Her voice trembled a little. He was the only person in the world who knew all her secrets and the only one she could trust and rely on. The thought of him getting hurt because of her made her heart ache.

Changtian shook his head and said, "Not much, it won’t hurt me essentially. Just use it with ease." When he saw her lower her head, two sparkling tears fell to the ground and shattered into eight pieces with a "splash." His senses were sharp; the sound was crisp and clear to his ears, and his heart involuntarily softened.

Without a word, another tear followed the track of the last one downward. However, before it left her cheek, she felt a warmth, as if someone had gently brushed her face. Looking up, that tear was now on Changtian’s fingertip, shining and round, resembling morning dew on a flower petal.

"Are you... crying for me?" He stared at the tear, his voice suddenly becoming a little husky. This scene seemed to have taken place a long, long time ago, so long that even he had almost forgotten it, when a little girl had also shed tears before him, back when he was far from being as strong as he was later on...

He was tempted to taste the tear, to see if it was as sour as in his memories, but he refrained from the thought, not wanting to frighten the girl in front of him, at least not yet.

Ning Xiaoxian’s cheeks flushed. Why had he suddenly made such an intimate gesture? Then she quickly remembered the main topic that had been diverted.

Wiping her face haphazardly with her hand and still with a hint of crying in her voice, she said, "I’ll find a way to make more money. Money is a good thing, it can buy all kinds of treasures and Magic Artifacts. I will arm myself and become very fierce."

"So." She concluded, "Stop using your Divine Power to make things, okay? We still have to endure until we reach the Western Heaven."

Changtian looked at her intently for a long, long time without saying a word. It wasn’t until she blushed under his golden gaze and lowered her head that he softly spoke, "Alright, as you wish."

He was quiet, just looking at her. A strange atmosphere spread around them, making her feel inexplicably flustered, her face hot, her ears red, and her hands uncertain where to rest.

"Ning Xiaoxian, you’re so useless." She scolded herself inwardly, but still did not dare to lift her head to look at him.

She managed to squeeze out a little voice: "The Tusk isn’t just sharp; it has other functions, right?"

As soon as she voiced this, the strange atmosphere disappeared. Changtian smiled slightly, seemingly a bit smug: "Why not try it on that wall?" He pointed toward the Black Stone Wall some distance away.

Ning Xiaoxian didn’t move her shoulder but exerted force with her forearm. The Tusk Knife obediently streaked away; the process was neither dazzling nor noisy, it just silently buried itself completely into the Black Stone Wall!

How terrifying, she clicked her tongue. God Demon Prison was no ordinary Magic Artifact, but the Tusk Knife could easily pierce its walls; this sharpness was beyond description.

Changtian also seemed very pleased: "It recognizes you as its master now. Just mentally beckon, and it will return to your hand."

Is it that magical? She silently thought the word "Return," and the Tusk Knife indeed vanished from the wall and obediently returned to the palm of her hand. The deep cut in the wall also quickly healed, and within a few breaths, the wall surface was as smooth as new. For the God Demon Prison, such a small wound was less than a mosquito bite.

Truly a fine Magic Artifact, a precious treasure! Its lethal power was immense and yet so loyal and obedient! She nearly turned her almond eyes into curved crescents laughing; she’d have to sleep with this treasure tonight, and it wouldn’t even hurt her!

"The Tusk Knife possesses Divine Skills, but you can currently only utilize one since you have no Spiritual Power yet." He paused and added, "I’ve noticed you like to use poison in combat. Thus, the Tusk Knife’s blade can be coated with various lethal poisons, and you can call upon them as you wish during a fight. Whatever type of Poison you wish to use against your enemies, or even several at once, the Tusk Knife can handle it."

"Changtian, you’re getting to know me better and better!" It was like a caring aid from mom, a must-have Magic Artifact for home, travel, assassinations, and arson! Anyone who crossed student Ning Xiaoxian, even if nicked by the blade, was guaranteed to suffer excruciatingly under its coated poisons. "We’ve also accumulated quite a bit of materials; let’s refine some new Poisons tomorrow!"

Alas, she wished Shi Jishan were here right now so she could test out her newly acquired treasures! She couldn’t be blamed for being scheming; the more capable you are, the better your chances of survival.

"Once you have Spiritual Power, you’ll be able to store the Tusk Knife inside your body to nourish it." He continued to explain, "That’s how most Cultivators or demons safeguard their Life-bound Magical Artifacts. You can’t do it yet, so you’ll have to hide it on your person."

That wasn’t a problem. Smiling brightly, she said, "That’s okay, I can keep it in my storage bag. It will be convenient to retrieve during combat." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)