Chapter 140 The Crisis of the Witch Clan: Fragments of Divine Weapons
Chapter 140 The Crisis of the Witch Clan: Fragments of Divine Weapons
The chieftain of the Wu tribe, Wu Ying, appears to be an old man in his fifties or sixties, but in reality, he has lived for hundreds of years.
His face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, revealing the marks of time.
Her white hair, like silver frost, fell over her shoulders, making her appear dignified and mysterious.
His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything in the world.
He was extremely enthusiastic and even somewhat ingratiating towards Ling Feng, who might be the savior of the Witch Clan.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Ling Feng, he pointed to a withered old man beside him and said:
“This is our clan’s Great Elder, Wu Ling. It was he who sensed your location, which is why we sent people to that place to look for you.”
Ling Feng nodded to the withered old man beside him, secretly amazed by the elder's abilities.
Being able to sense one's own presence and locate one's own position, this elder clearly possesses a very special ability.
Afterwards, Wu Ying introduced Ling Feng to the other important members of the Wu Clan.
As Wu Ying introduced each person, Ling Feng nodded in greeting, as if to acknowledge them.
In his perception, the overall strength of this witch clan was not weak; almost every one of them possessed some power.
Among them, the clan leader Wu Ying is at the third level of the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness realm, and the Great Elder Wu Ling is also a master at the first level of the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness realm.
As for the others, there are dozens of people at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage, while most others are at the Essence Refining and Qi Transformation stage.
After introducing everyone, Wu Ying invited Ling Feng to enter the Wu Clan.
After Ling Feng followed them in, he saw that the houses of the Wu tribe were all low wooden houses, and each household was basically next to each other.
These wooden houses look old, but they exude a rustic charm.
They led Ling Feng to a rather imposing-looking house. Through Wu Ying's explanation, Ling Feng learned that this was the council hall of the Wu clan.
Any major events within the Wu tribe are generally discussed here.
Ling Feng followed them into the council hall. After everyone was seated, Wu Ying looked at Ling Feng and said in a serious tone:
"Young Master Ling, I'm sure Mo Chen and the others have already told you the general outline of what happened before we came. Of course, our Wu Clan won't let you help us for nothing."
Hearing Wu Ying say this, Ling Feng was overjoyed. It seemed that this mission would not only fulfill the system's requirements, but also bring rewards from the Wu Clan.
Even if they don't give anything, the system will still give them a reward.
But Ling Feng felt uneasy if he didn't make the Wu Clan bleed a little.
When Wu Ying saw that he had already offered a reward, but Ling Feng remained unmoved, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
In fact, he didn't know if the Grand Elder's perception was wrong this time. After all, he could sense that Ling Feng's strength was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, which was not as high as his own. He didn't know how Ling Feng could help their Witch Clan resolve the crisis.
It should be noted that the enemy of their Witch Clan this time is not only the Fish-Man Clan, but also the Taotie, one of the overlords of the demon beasts. The Taotie's strength has reached the fourth level of the Refining God and Returning to Emptiness realm.
Moreover, although demonic beasts do not possess any magic, they are endowed with innate divine abilities that are extremely powerful.
The Taotie's innate supernatural power is the power of devouring. It is said that it can devour everything in the world, and nothing can escape its power.
Although Ling Feng remained unmoved, out of trust in the Grand Elder's perception abilities, Wu Ying still spoke directly to Ling Feng:
"Young Master Ling, our Wu Clan really has nothing to offer in return for our gratitude, so we can only use this sword to express our thanks to you."
Long ago, our ancestors obtained this peculiar sword, but despite its extraordinary appearance, it could not exert any power and was only slightly sharper than an ordinary sword.
However, we've always felt it was extraordinary, perhaps because our witch clan didn't know how to use it properly. Now, I'd like to give you this sword as a reward for your help."
After saying that, Wu Ying turned around and went back to the place where incense was offered. He took down a sword box from it, opened it, and took out a precious sword.
It's called a sword, but it's more like a hilt, with the blade barely visible.
When Ling Feng first saw the sword, he truly believed what Wu Ying had said—that it looked extraordinary.
Ling Feng still had some doubts about whether what Wu Ying said about not being able to use it was true.
Since Wu Ying had made his decision, he also showed a magnanimous attitude. He picked up the sword without hesitation and then presented it to Ling Feng with both hands.
Ling Feng looked at the sword handed to him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he did not refuse it and directly took it.
He gently stroked the hilt of the sword, feeling its texture and warmth, as if he could sense the power it contained.
Ling Feng held the sword up to his eyes and examined it carefully.
He noticed that the blade seemed to appear and disappear, giving it a mysterious and illusory feel.
Nevertheless, when he touched the blade with his fingers, he could clearly feel its presence, a strange phenomenon that piqued his curiosity.
Although Ling Feng has already grasped the realm of "no sword is better than having a sword," and whether or not he holds a weapon is no longer important to him, that is in relation to ordinary weapons.
However, faced with such a divine weapon, Ling Feng clearly realized its value.
Even if he has already reached a certain level, possessing a peerless divine weapon can still greatly enhance his combat power.
Just as he was pondering, a familiar system notification sounded in his mind.
"Ding"
"The system has detected a sealed fragment of a divine weapon. The system can remove the seal for the host free of charge."
Upon hearing this news, Ling Feng almost couldn't help but shout out, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he quickly controlled his emotions and remained calm.
He knew that it was not advisable to show too much excitement at this time, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
So he took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement.
Since the system has already said that this is a divine weapon, even if it's just a fragment, it's still pretty good.
This system is known to be extremely aloof; it doesn't even consider ordinary weapons a threat.
After suppressing his excitement, Ling Feng did not release the seal in public.
He knew the saying "possessing a treasure invites trouble," and since he didn't yet have the power to be arrogant, it was best to keep a low profile.
Ling Feng casually placed the sword in his hand on the table, looked up at Wu Ying and said:
“Since I’ve come here with them, I certainly won’t stand idly by. Since your main pressure comes from the monster Taotie, I’ll handle it. As for the fish-men, I’m sure you can handle them yourselves, right?”
Hearing that Ling Feng had finally agreed and even resolved their biggest problem, Taotie, Wu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he didn't know what gave Ling Feng the confidence to deal with Taotie, this was their Wu Clan's last chance, and he certainly wouldn't let it go.
After all, the Wu tribe is now at a critical juncture of life and death. If they cannot find a powerful ally, they may very well be wiped out!
So when he heard Ling Feng say that he could help them get rid of the Taotie, a glimmer of hope immediately welled up in his heart.
So he nodded hurriedly in agreement, as if afraid that Ling Feng would regret it if he waited any longer.
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