Chen Nan walked into the kitchen, his face full of curiosity, and saw a dark stick quietly inserted into the ashes beneath the stove.
The stick was over a meter long and as thick as a wrist.
It was entirely black, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
Chen Nan didn't know what it was.
But one thing was obvious.
This stick was by no means an ordinary fire poker.
"Is there anything different about this fire poker?" Quinn asked curiously.
Chen Nan shook his head, "I feel this thing has a great origin, with a mysterious aura."
Quinn looked towards the stone house and said to Uncle Yu, "Uncle Yu, my brother fancies your family's fire poker. Why don't you do him a favor and part with it?"
Uncle Yu, from inside the room, let out a hoarse voice, "Ten Blood Zhu Fruits."
Quinn pouted, looking disgusted, "Just a broken fire poker, and you want ten Blood Zhu Fruits? Why don't you just rob someone?"
Uncle Yu chuckled and walked out of the room, "What's the difference between this and robbing?"
"You old man, you deserve the title of 'Iron Rooster'." Quinn was speechless. Uncle Yu was the tribe's doctor, but also the stingiest person in the tribe.
To get anything from him was like dreaming.
Uncle Yu smiled, "Shi Wu also fancies my fire poker. If I'm not mistaken, he should be out looking for Blood Zhu Fruits."
"If you want this stick, you need to find the Blood Zhu Fruits before him."
"Farewell!"
"Don't see them out!"
Quinn frowned, "Shi Wu also fancies this stick?"
He thought.
It was just an ordinary fire poker.
But Shi Wu was the third strongest among the young generation of the tribe.
And he had read many ancient texts.
So.
He had a premonition.
Something that even Shi Wu fancied was definitely not ordinary.
However, he didn't say much more. After taking Chen Nan away from Uncle Yu's house, he asked, "Do you really think that thing is a treasure?"
Chen Nan grunted.
He thought of a supreme existence in mythology that restrained all gods.
That supreme existence helped Jiang Ziya complete the investiture of gods.
After returning to the Heavenly Court, it helped Yu Di to restrain all gods.
Yes.
That was the most famous divine weapon in the Three Realms: the God-Smiting Whip.
The status of the God-Smiting Whip in the Three Realms was obvious.
Even the so-called Golden Cudgel and Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd were far inferior to the God-Smiting Whip.
They were not in the same league at all.
Although the stick looked very different from the God-Smiting Whip.
He knew that the ultimate form of the stick was not black.
Quinn hesitated for a moment and said, "If you fancy that black stick, we can go out and try our luck. Ten Blood Zhu Fruits aren't that much, and if we're lucky, we might find them."
Chen Nan said, "Forget it, there's no need to go out specifically to find Blood Zhu Fruits."
This world was much more cruel than he had imagined.
He didn't want Quinn to risk his life for it.
Quinn said, "This isn't just for you, but also for the people in the tribe!"
"I don't know the origin of that fire poker."
"But that thing must not fall into Shi Wu's hands." As he said this, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and then he recounted the events.
Wushuang City currently had over thirty thousand humans.
All of them followed the old system of marriage.
However.
Shi Wu proposed that the elites of the younger generation should pair up to bear excellent offspring.
This proposal was opposed by many people.
Because in people's hearts, marriage was a sacred matter, and this was the biggest difference between humans and demons.
Shi Wu's proposal, however, seemed incredible, even absurd.
Because in his proposal, women were reduced to mere breeding machines.
They bore the important responsibility of lineage and would pair with many outstanding young individuals.
Although it was met with opposition at first.
But due to his rise, half of the tribe members approved of his proposal.
Therefore.
Quinn wanted to prevent Shi Wu from obtaining that fire poker.
To do everything possible to stop him from becoming stronger.
Because he did not want to see the women of the tribe reduced to breeding machines.
"Utterly preposterous!" Chen Nan also grumbled with indignation after hearing this, "Love cannot be forced. Even if Shi Wu's intention was for the good of the tribe, he absolutely cannot mess around with male-female relationships."
Chen Nan was very glad that Shi Wu did not appear on Earth.
Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death by the pugilists on Earth.
Quinn's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Chen Nan's thoughts to align with his, "If Shi Wu were truly thinking for the tribe, it would be fine. But based on my understanding of him, he has great selfish motives in doing this."
Chen Nan asked, "What do you mean?"
Quinn said, "After he proposed that condition, I once suggested pairing up with his mother. After all, his mother's bloodline is excellent, and she should help the tribe pass on its lineage."
Chen Nan was stunned.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Did Shi Wu hit you?"
"Cough cough!" Quinn cleared his throat, awkwardly saying, "Although he broke three of my ribs, I also beat him into a pig's head. To be honest, even his mother didn't recognize him when she saw him." He then burst into laughter.
"Alright, it's getting late today. Let's get a good night's rest and go out to find Blood Zhu Fruits tomorrow."
"No matter what, we cannot let Shi Wu get that fire poker." As he said this, his eyes gleamed with determination.
What he wanted to do was to disrupt Shi Wu's plan.
If that fire poker was truly a treasure.
Shi Wu's influence in the tribe would inevitably skyrocket.
And then he would very likely push through his plan.
This was not something he wanted to see.
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Night fell.
The underground city was silent.
So silent that one could hear their own heartbeat.
Chen Nan sat cross-legged, cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
This was his foundation for establishing himself in the God Realm. He needed to rely on the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to grow rapidly.
However.
Quinn's values were in sync with his, and he could help him.
Thinking of this.
Chen Nan's soul left his body and entered Quinn's dream, where he taught him a cultivation technique from the Creation Yuan Gong.
This was a top-tier technique in the Three Realms. Although it could not compare to the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Few techniques could surpass the Creation Yuan Gong.
He believed.
With this technique, Quinn's strength would undoubtedly skyrocket.
The next day.
The sun rose.
Quinn excitedly ran out of his room and saw Chen Nan preparing breakfast. He said incredulously, "Chen Nan, I've had a breakthrough, a heaven-shattering breakthrough."
"You might not believe it, but last night a powerful being entered my dream and taught me a powerful internal cultivation technique."
Chen Nan looked embarrassed.
You might not believe it?
Heh!
It should be "You might not believe it, but the person who taught you the technique is me!"
"This is your fortune, congratulations!" Chen Nan smiled and changed the subject, "I've prepared breakfast. After eating, we'll leave the underground city and search for Blood Zhu Fruits!"
Quinn nodded solemnly, "You're right, the immediate priority is to find Blood Zhu Fruits. No matter what, we cannot let that fire poker fall into Shi Wu's hands!"