Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 588 Wind and Thunder Wooden Sword, Those Who Are Like Dragons and Snakes Have Their Own Opportunities

The next morning, after breakfast, they packed up and prepared to leave Mengjiazhuang.

As it turned out, the head of the Meng family estate was waiting for them early in the morning.

"Heroes, please subdue this monster. This will save our Meng Family Village from disaster. I am deeply grateful," said the head of the Meng Family Village.

In fact, the other party was not grateful for the averted disaster, but because after the Jade Horn Immortal Banlong was taken as a mount, he compensated everyone in Mengjiazhuang with a large sum of money.

Otherwise, would this matter have been so easy?

If they take him away instead of killing him, the other side might suspect that Jade Horn Immortal Banlong was deliberately let in by them.

Even if they didn't think that way, the Jade Horn Immortal Ban Long had destroyed the ancestral hall of Mengjiazhuang beyond recognition, and they would not let it go.

However, for Chu Danqing, anything that can be solved with money is not a big deal.

"You're too kind. It was a mutually agreeable transaction," Chu Danqing replied, then added, "Now that the money and goods are settled, let bygones be bygones."

"If you still insist on making trouble, this silver won't be so easy to take."

"Even with a large and powerful population, Mengjiazhuang can't withstand the county's harassment," Chu Danqing warned.

He gave us a lot of money, not just a small amount.

"Don't worry, sir, none of us are greedy or ungrateful people." The head of the Meng family understood Chu Danqing's meaning perfectly well.

He didn't have any such thoughts. The silver Chu Danqing gave him was more than enough to repair the ancestral hall and also allow each family in the village to make a fortune.

If this money were not given to them but instead used to bribe officials, it might be difficult to ruin their families, given the large number of people involved.

But if you force them into a life of poverty and to leave their homes, you can still manage to do it.

So he knows right from wrong.

"We are here to thank all the heroes for subduing the demon," said the head of the Meng family manor, as a servant came out carrying a long box.

"This is a small token of my appreciation from Mengjiazhuang. Please accept it, hero."

The head of the Meng family estate accepted the brocade box and then opened it.

Inside the brocade box was a long sword, but it was not forged from metal; it was a wooden sword.

Chu Danqing immediately understood that this was an opportunity that had come knocking.

However, this opportunity should not belong to Chu Danqing, but to Chai Jungui.

It just so happened that it ended up in Chu Danqing's hands by a twist of fate.

"Why is it a wooden sword?" Chu Danqing asked.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Meng family immediately explained, "Hero, please listen to my explanation."

"This sword is named the Wind and Thunder Sword, and its material is..."

The other party started babbling about their origins.

In short, it was quite extraordinary. As for how much of it was true or false, Chu Danqing didn't know, since he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"If one wields this sword, one can make the sword moves whistling and thunderous, with each move accompanied by wind and thunder."

"Furthermore, it can cut through iron like mud, and its blade is incredibly tough and sturdy, making it a first-rate sword," Mengjiazhuang said, still not quite finished.

Chu Danqing had a question, so he asked directly, "You just gave me such a treasure like that?"

If what the other party said is true, then this Wind and Thunder Sword is at least a family heirloom and a treasure to protect the house, so how could it be given away as a gift?

The two parties are not related, so there's definitely something wrong at first glance.

"A good question, hero." The head of the Meng family manor gave an awkward smile: "What I said earlier was passed down from my ancestors."

"Aside from being properly maintained, this Wind and Thunder Sword has none of these powers."

"I hope the hero will not find this objectionable."

Chu Danqing's eye twitched. So you really did just read from your ancestors' words.

"So it's an heirloom, a keepsake from my ancestors." Chu Danqing replied, then said, "I couldn't refuse the Master's kindness, so I'll accept it."

"I feel quite ashamed to have just taken it like that. How about we barter instead?"

As he spoke, Chu Danqing took out a gold ingot and handed it to the other party.

“Things cherished are priceless treasures; this gold is a token of my affection,” Chu Danqing said.

The joy on the face of the Meng family lord was uncontrollable; that was exactly what he had in mind.

The cold family heirloom has been transformed into warm gold.

That's wonderful.

He had tried to sell it before, but no one wanted it.

Despite all the boasting from their ancestors, when people actually picked it up and used it, it was just a slightly heavier wooden sword.

There's no wind or thunder to accompany it, so nobody wants it at all.

People aren't stupid. You can't just take a wooden sword, boast about it, and claim it's a family heirloom and expect it to sell for an astronomical price.
This is just another try, after all, Chu Danqing is indeed rich.

He hadn't expected that this seemingly shrewd man would actually buy the wooden sword.

And they even used gold, so this is a huge profit.

“I accept the hero’s kindness.” The head of the Meng family immediately grabbed the gold and stuffed it into his pocket.

Chu Danqing gave a wink, signaling Da Bao to close the brocade box and then carry it away.

"In that case, we'll take our leave now. We hope to meet again someday," Chu Danqing said, bowing slightly.

"I wish all of you heroes a safe journey." The head of the Meng family manor also saw the guests off as they left the manor.

After returning home, the head of the Meng family immediately summoned his servant and said, "Invite Wang the carpenter from the manor over."

Since people are buying this, it means there are still fools out there.

The real family heirloom was indeed sold, but he can always find someone to carve another one.

They're all wooden swords anyway, what difference could there be? If I could find another one, wouldn't I be able to make another fortune?

Even if it's not gold, silver is worth it.

On the other side of the road, Chai Jungui also asked Chu Danqing what use a wooden sword would be for, given the high price it cost.

Chu Danqing only said that she would know once they were a distance away.

After walking for about five miles, Chu Danqing said, "Dabao, give the things to Jungui."

Upon hearing this, Da Bao immediately handed the brocade box to Chai Jun Gui.

"Could this be some kind of treasure?" Chai Jungui took it, opened it, and took out the wooden sword.

This wooden sword is quite heavy, but it is extremely easy to handle.

With a wave of the hand, one could vaguely hear the howling of wind and the sound of thunder.

This surprised Chai Jungui.

"What the Meng family patriarch said is actually true???" Chai Jungui was close enough to notice.

“The Azure Dragon of Panmu belongs to the Wood element, and Wind and Thunder are also Wood elements.” Chu Danqing said with a light laugh, “Jun Gui, you also have your family’s sword technique, which is suitable for you to use.”

"That Master Meng was blind to the value of a treasure and regarded it as just an ordinary wooden sword."

"If one wishes to wield this sword, it would likely require the blessing of one's primordial spirit."

"Ordinary people don't have a primordial spirit, so what they get is just a wooden sword."

Hearing Chu Danqing's words, Chai Jungui also felt that it made sense.

"It seems that with the help of the Star Lord, your fortune is gradually improving, young master." Niu Gui chimed in from the side, "First you obtained the Jade Horn Immortal Dragon, and now you have such a divine weapon."

"It's only a matter of time before we meet our true love."

That's true, but the reality is probably not so.

“The true emperor also possesses a divine weapon called the Phoenix Staff,” Ruan Yingmei said. “Normally, this Phoenix Staff is just a belt.”

"When needed, it can be transformed into a long staff with a simple pull."

"In his hands, it is as light as a feather; when he strikes someone, it is as heavy as a mountain."

No one was too surprised by this.

They would find it unbelievable if Zhao Yuanlang didn't have such a good thing.

“That is to be expected, but this Phoenix Staff should be stronger than my Wind and Thunder Sword,” Chai Jungui said.

The opponent could change shape at will, while the Wind and Thunder Sword in his hand did not have this ability.

The "Wind and Thunder Follow" ability adds wind and thunder damage to his attacks.

As for sharpness, toughness, and sturdiness, aren't these the basic functions of a sword?

That can hardly be considered an extra effect.

“I don’t know about that,” Nguyen Anh Mei said honestly. “I have some understanding of it from my experience fighting him.”

"The Phoenix Staff in their hands must possess other wondrous properties; after all, it is something that the true Son of Heaven would wield."

Upon hearing this, Chai Jungui casually sheathed the wooden sword.

Although it is a wooden sword, it is indeed capable of cutting through iron like mud because of its extraordinary origin.

If it is not sheathed and carried with you, you will inevitably get hurt.

"Hey, with this plan, even a lowly outlaw like me, who's just a vanguard for the king, can feel like a little emperor." Chai Jungui couldn't help but tease, "Everything he has, I can have too."

“It is not impossible for the junior branch to serve the senior branch in the future.”

Chai Jungui did not feel despair or fear because of this; on the contrary, he felt that they were thriving.

What the other party has, I also have.

But he had his elder brother Chu Danqing with him, while the other party did not.

Although the chances of winning are slim, they're not nonexistent.
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"Strange, strange." A man dressed as a fortune teller noticed that one of the wild dragons and snakes leading the king was showing signs of raising its head.

Upon further calculation, however, no information could be gleaned.

"So be it, it's just a sliver of hope, a futile struggle." The fortune teller did not delve any further.

Such things have happened before, but once the true emperor has been chosen, it's all in vain no matter how much you try to raise your head.

Instead of worrying about these trivial matters, it would be better to attract more celestial beings to join the ranks of the true emperor.

After the Star Lord descended to the mortal realm, he naturally grew up from scratch with no memories left.

Therefore, these fortune tellers are needed to act as intermediaries, leading them to join the ranks of the true emperor.

As for these fortune tellers, most of them were disciples of immortals, Buddhas, ghosts, and gods, who taught them divine calculations and the art of observing qi and fortune.

Their purpose was to assist the true emperor in ascending to the throne. Whether they would ascend to heaven as immortals or descend to earth as gods after their merits were fulfilled depended on which master they had.

Such meritorious officials who followed the emperor to the throne naturally had a higher starting point when they became immortals or gods, the more significant their contributions.

What they wanted was an imperial decree.

“The true emperor is in trouble and needs to find someone to help him.” The fortune teller calculated again and a smile appeared on his face: “Perfect, there is a star lord who has descended to earth not far away.”

"Just think of a way to lure them here."

"When the primordial spirit appears, it will be the time for the ruler and his ministers to meet."

With that, the fortune teller spurred his horse forward.

If a true emperor is to ascend the throne, he must undergo a series of trials and tribulations.

But every difficulty has a predetermined outcome, and they can overcome it by following that predetermined outcome.

However, with more monks than porridge, how to seize this opportunity depends on individual methods and fate.

(End of this chapter)