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Not long after Zhou Shu sent out the mining team, Feng Jing returned to the giant spirit race’s stronghold.

“Little Brother, you’re not practical. I was almost brought into a ditch by you,” Feng Jing said resentfully.

“Isn’t a mine as good? It’s not easy to occupy ownerless land.

“Otherwise, how about my griffin race come forward and say that those ownerless lands are our territory?

“Little Brother, do you believe that if you dare to send people to the ownerless lands to mine, you will be targeted by other races in minutes?”

“So what? Do you think I’m afraid of them?” Zhou Shu asked.

Feng Jing was very clear-headed this time. “It’s not a matter of being afraid. You’re very strong, so you’re not afraid of them. But you can’t go mine personally, right?

“The mine I obtained from the silver scale race is different. We’ll dig. If anyone dares to have any objections, the silver scale race will have to resolve it. Otherwise, their reputation will be ruined.”

Zhou Shu smiled. “You have a point. You’ve passed this time. But I won’t accept such reasons next time.

“You exchanged my connate divine weapon for a mine, and I still have to send people to mine. What’s the point?

“I took out a connate divine weapon because I wanted to exchange it for something usable immediately.

“It’s my fault this time. I didn’t make myself clear enough.”

Feng Jing said angrily, “You have too many requests.”

“That’s because you’ve never seen anyone ask for more,” Zhou Shu said indifferently. “Connate divine weapons are my exclusive items. I only have this little request for you. I know you’re secretly smug. Your griffin race has profited by helping me sell the connate divine weapon.”

“I also put in a lot of effort. Did you think it was easy to sell the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings to the silver scale race?” Feng Jing argued.

“What if I say that the silver scale race is the enemy of the giant spirit race and that you are causing trouble for me by selling the Wind and Thunder Twin Wings to them?” Zhou Shu said.

Feng Jing: “…”

You didn’t say I can’t sell things to the silver scale race. Do I have to consider so much?

We sell things to whoever offers the highest price.

If not for the power of connate divine weapons, I really don’t want to do your business.

Feng Jing cursed silently.

As they were speaking, a message flashed before Zhou Shu’s eyes, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

The Tai’e Sword was a divine weapon that he had forged in the future and distributed via the Treasure Distribution Rock.

He didn’t expect that he would still be able to receive rewards from the future.

Not caring that Feng Jing was present, Zhou Shu flipped his wrist, and a fist-sized green stone appeared in his palm.

“Mother of the Wind?” Feng Jing’s eyes almost popped out as soon as he saw the stone. His expression changed drastically, and he reached out to grab it.

Zhou Shu frowned and dodged Feng Jing’s grab.

He looked at Feng Jing, and his face darkened. “Feng Jing, what do you want to do?”

Feng Jing finally reacted.

“No, I don’t mean anything else,” Feng Jing said in a deep voice. “Mother of the Wind is the life of my griffin race. I just want to see which member of my griffin race left this behind after they died!”

The smile on Feng Jing’s face disappeared. He stared fixedly at the Mother of the Wind in Zhou Shu’s hand, and killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The griffin race was amiable, but it didn’t mean that they could be bullied!

“Oh?” Zhou Shu sized up the Mother of the Wind in his palm.

He was proficient in no less than ten thousand types of forging materials. He really didn’t know about this Mother of the Wind. This was the first time he had seen it.

“This is left behind by a griffin after they die? Can you tell who left it behind after they died?” Zhou Shu asked curiously.

“Mother of the Wind has the spiritual imprint of my griffin race, so of course I can tell!” Feng Jing said solemnly.

“Take a look.” Zhou Shu casually threw the Mother of the Wind to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing took the Mother of the Wind. A light flashed in his eyes, and then his expression changed drastically.

“Feng Wu!” Feng Jing called out a name, causing Zhou Shu’s expression to change.

“What did you say?” Zhou Shu said.

“This Mother of the Wind was left behind by Feng Wu after his death!” Feng Jing’s expression was solemn.

Zhou Shu frowned. Feng Wu is dead?

But even if Feng Wu died, how could the Mother of the Wind he transformed into after his death become a reward from the Legendary Armament Canon?

Actually, Zhou Shu had thought about it before. The rewards given by the Legendary Armament Canon couldn’t be from nowhere.

Cultivation techniques and cultivation increases aside, where did the physical items come from?

Now, he felt as if his doubts had been answered.

This Mother of the Wind was formed after Feng Wu died.

As for Feng Wu, he went to the mysterious place.

Could it be that the Legendary Armament Canon’s rewards all come from the mysterious place?

In that case, it doesn’t seem impossible for me to be ostracized by the mysterious place.

“Damn it. Who killed Feng Wu!” Feng Jing shouted angrily, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

“Feng Wu went to the mysterious place. There are many people who can kill him there,” Zhou Shu said in a low voice, worry flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Ling’er was with Feng Wu. If Feng Wu died, what about Ling’er?