Sherlie opened the box carefully, and Weiwei was the first to approach it. She stretched out her hand to take the item, but her fingers were repelled by an invisible force. Her fingertips felt like they were stung by a scorpion, and there was a sharp pain. Weiwei bit her lower lip and shook her fingers vigorously.
"How is it?
Weiwei, I was right. This is a weapon and a celestial artifact. I took it from Daodong by accident. I'm not sure of its origin, but based on my years of experience, it must be something special. I just don't know how it ended up in the hands of the people. "
Sherlie looked as if he had expected this. He took out a small bottle from his pocket and passed it to Weiwei. "I concocted this ointment. It's used to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. You'll be fine after applying it for two minutes. Come on, Xiao Pang, come and try it."
"Xiao Pang, be careful. This is a celestial artifact." Weiwei applied the ointment and looked at the weapon in the box with a frown.
It was a strange weapon. It looked neither like a sword nor a spear. It was about one foot and eight inches long, with a golden top. There were eight ferocious dragons engraved on the top, and three ancient Gods and Demons engraved on the bottom. One was smiling, one was angry, and the last one was emotionless. The handle was in the middle, and there were four sides carved with scriptures. The words looked like Sanskrit, and the bottom was a triangular spike that looked like the tip of a spear.
"This …" Du Kang saw that Weiwei's hand was in pain, and he felt a little afraid. He looked at Sherlie and asked, "Will I be like this too?"
Sherlie pouted and shrugged his shoulders. "That depends on yourself. This thing has a spirit, and it will recognize its owner. If it's yours, you'll be fine. If it's not yours, you'll just feel a little pain. Don't worry, it's safe."
Du Kang looked at Sherlie. He felt that Sherlie's words were not safe at all. However, Sherlie had already taken out the item, and it looked pretty awesome. If Sherlie really recognized him as its master, wouldn't he be awesome?
"Damn it, let's go all out!"
Du Kang didn't even look at it. He gritted his teeth and reached into the brocade box. "Hey, it's okay."
Du Kang grabbed the blade in the brocade box. It was cold to the touch, and then a warm current flowed into his palm. It didn't bounce off like Weiwei, but before Du Kang could rejoice, he felt that the warm current that flowed into his palm suddenly became scorching hot, as if he was holding a piece of red-hot iron.
At the same time, a booming sound came from the backpack on Du Kang's back. Although the sound was not loud, it was a shocking and heavy sound. It was the Buddha's Hand.
A golden light enveloped Du Kang's entire body, and a gentle aura dissolved the scorching heat. Du Kang took the opportunity to let go of his hand and took a step back. He raised his hand and looked at his palm. It wasn't scorched like he had imagined, but it was a little red.
"How is it?" Weiwei frowned and asked.
"I'm fine."
Du Kang held the backpack in his hand and took out the Buddha's Hand. The booming sound became clearer. Du Kang squinted his eyes and felt the gentle power from the Buddha's Hand. He ignored Sherlie and Weiwei's objections and reached for the blade in the brocade box.
This time, Du Kang didn't feel anything wrong. It was a comfortable and cold metal feeling. "Sister Chu, I'm fine."
Du Kang looked at Weiwei excitedly. Weiwei was also flushed with excitement. "Quick, take it out. I can feel that it's a very powerful celestial device. It contains a terrifying power."
"Okay."
Du Kang tried to lift it, but it didn't budge. He was surprised and tried again, but it still didn't budge. "Damn it, I don't believe it. Lift it up!"
As he spoke, Du Kang pressed the tip of his tongue against the top of his teeth and gathered all his strength on his right hand. His entire right arm seemed to have grown thicker by a fold. Blood vessels popped out of his skin like small snakes, pulsating from time to time. Even his temples were bulging from the exertion.
However, the item in the brocade box didn't budge, as if it was a part of the box. In the end, Du Kang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of air. He took a step back and almost swayed because he used too much strength. He stretched his arms and smiled bitterly. "No, why is this thing so heavy? I can't lift it up."
"It shouldn't be." This time, it was Sherlie's turn to be dumbfounded. He tried to lift the brocade box. Although it felt a little heavy, it wasn't like Du Kang, who couldn't lift it even after using all his strength. So he put the brocade box down gently and turned to Du Kang. "Why don't you try again?"
Du Kang shook his head. "There's no need to try. I've already used all my strength. It doesn't budge at all."
"Give me the Buddha's Hand, let me try."
Weiwei frowned as she looked at the weapon in the brocade box. She took the Buddha's Hand from Du Kang. She held the Buddha's Hand in one hand and used her right hand to grab the item in the brocade box. Just as her fingers touched the weapon, they bounced off. However, this time, because of the golden light from the Buddha's Hand, she didn't feel as much pain as before.
"It seems like you're not fated with this celestial device. Sherlie, give him another one." Weiwei returned the Buddha's Hand to Du Kang. She wisely chose to give up on this strange celestial device.
"Alright, if that's the case, I'll give you another one. You can try again," Sherlie said as he covered the brocade box and put it back into the partition.
Sherlie covered the brocade box and put it back into the compartment. Not long after, he came out with another brocade box with a sapphire blue surface. This brocade box was bigger and more than three feet long. This time, Sherlie didn't put it down. He held it in his arms and opened the lid. He asked Du Kang to try it.
This time, the weapon in the brocade box was a rolling pin. In other words, it was similar to the rolling pin used at home. However, there were dragon heads on both ends. Each dragon head had a triangular armor-piercing awl in its mouth.
"A rolling pin!"
Du Kang had seen this kind of weapon before. However, he didn't dare to act recklessly after his previous experience. He first used his finger to touch it carefully. When he realized that there was no reaction, he grabbed it boldly. "Damn, it's quite heavy."
"That's for sure. This Octupole Blast is my masterpiece."
Sherlie put the brocade box aside and took the rolling pin from Du Kang's hand. He touched it carefully as if he was caressing his wife. "This is made of pure gold and wrapped in silk. It's tied with the 365 positions of Taoism. The core of the withered vine from Shennongjia is the best material. I bought this core from a grave robber by accident. I've tried it before. It's impervious to fire and water, as well as invulnerable to swords and spears. It can also be hard or soft. When you're not using it, you can wrap it around your waist. It's very convenient to carry around."
"Wang Po, you're praising yourself. Even if you're exaggerating, it's useless if I'm not comfortable with it."
As Du Kang spoke, he snatched the rolling pin from Sherlie's hand and twirled it around. His body movements were as nimble as a ghostly leopard cat. For a moment, there was a whistling sound of wind and shadows of the rolling pin filled the sky. A ball of golden light spun around the Crouching Bull's Field.
"Good weapon!"
With a whistling sound, the shadows of the rolling pin disappeared. Du Kang held the rolling pin excitedly. His face was flushed and he almost kissed the rolling pin. He looked at Weiwei and said, "Sister Chu, I've chosen this."
"You've chosen?"
Sherlie smiled as he touched his chin. He almost wrote the word "profiteer" on his forehead. However, Du Kang only had eyes for the rolling pin in his hand. Who was looking at him?
"How much is it?"
Weiwei and Sherlie were very close. She knew Sherlie very well. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his expression. She knew that he was going to ask for an exorbitant price again.
"It's not expensive at all," Sherlie said as he stretched out three fingers.
"30,000?" Weiwei asked tentatively.
Sherlie shook his head and remained silent.
"Sherlie, don't tell me that this thing costs 300,000!" Weiwei couldn't take it anymore. She rolled up her sleeves and was ready to "reason" with Sherlie.
Sherlie shook his head calmly and said, "This Octupole Blast is the work that I'm most satisfied with so far. If you want to sell it, it's worth 3,000,000, let alone 300,000. Moreover, the core of the withered vine is a priceless treasure. Without the right opportunity, you can't buy it even if you have a mountain of gold."
"What do you mean?
If you have something to say, just say it. "
When Weiwei heard that 300,000 was not enough, she was a little angry. She thought that if Sherlie, the profiteer, was really going to be so extreme, she wouldn't stand on ceremony.