Fantasy: I can equip everything

"So you brought me here just to feed this snake demon?"

Chen Chuang looked at Zhao Jingchen curiously, puzzled, and said, "This snake demon's strength is such that even a piece of trash like you should be able to defeat it, right?"

Zhao Jingchen was taken aback at first, and was about to lash out, but Qin Qianqian stopped him.

"never mind!"

"Let him die knowing why."

Qin Qianqian glanced at Chen Chuang, then abruptly turned her head away.

They seemed afraid of changing their minds.

Annoyed, but not daring to offend Qin Qianqian, Zhao Jingchen said impatiently:

"This snake demon is named Yunling. Its combat strength isn't top-tier, but it has a unique ability: after swallowing a martial artist or demon with cultivation, it can transfer all of their talent into the aptitude of its offspring. With your talent, after feeding the snake demon, you will definitely be able to give birth to a snake demon with the strength to reach the True Qi Realm."

Chen Chuang tilted his head and continued, "And then? You want to tame it and use it as a mount, just like that tiger demon before?"

Before Zhao Jingchen could speak, Qin Qianqian said with a dissatisfied look, "Don't compare my family's heritage with these country bumpkins."

"Demons at the True Qi Realm have developed great intelligence; if they are unwilling, they cannot be subdued no matter what."

"But my Qin family's inheritance is different. It can extract the soul of a young demon and turn it into a part of oneself. When cultivating, it is nurtured with the internal energy of the body, allowing it to grow to its peak at the fastest speed. Then, in battle, its power can be extracted and used for one's own purposes."

Chen Chuang nodded upon hearing this and smiled, "So it's the same as the Demon-Slaying Blade of the Demon-Slaying Division, right?"

Qin Qianqian pouted and said, "The method of making the Demon Devouring Blade was originally borrowed from my Qin family's cultivation technique."

Chen Chuang understood, then turned to Zhao Jingchen and asked, "And what about you?"

"I just rendered a great service to your Zhao family, and you want me dead? Is it because you want to curry favor with this woman, or is that Flowing Divine Skill so important to your Zhao family that you don't want it to be passed on?"

Zhao Jingchen sneered, "Miss Qin is a noble person. Whatever she wants, our Zhao family will naturally satisfy her."

"As for the Circulation Divine Skill, it is not actually that valuable to our Zhao family."

He glanced at the incense stick in his hand, which was almost burned out, and continued, "In the past, some people have come to my Zhao family asking for the Circulation Divine Skill. We have done a favor for many of them and given it to them directly."

Chen Chuang asked curiously, "I can't?"

Zhao Jingchen pointed at Chen Chuang and said, "What kind of thing are you? You dare to try and establish a friendly relationship with the Zhao family?"

"Those prodigies from powerful families and sects were given their cultivation techniques without hesitation. But what about you?"

"Backed by only the Small Knife Society, a tiny local thug gang in Qinghe County, you think you can stand on equal footing with the Zhao family?"

Chen Chuang chuckled, then shook his head helplessly, saying, "You look down on me, thinking I'm just some country bumpkin from Qinghe County, and she looks down on you too, thinking Yongzhou City is a small place and you're just a country bumpkin. Is this how all you aristocratic families are?"

Zhao Jingchen's face turned extremely ugly. He was about to explain something when he heard Qin Qianqian say from the side, "That's right!"

She completely ignored Zhao Jingchen's expression and said directly, "In the Great Qian Dynasty, your birth determines everything. Being born into a great family gives you a head start over others."

"Our Qin family ancestors have worked hard for generations to achieve our current status. Why should we be on equal footing with you country bumpkins?"

Chen Chuang nodded, neither refuting nor contradicting, but slowly said:

"Since you all think you're extraordinary, then I'll give it a try."

"Let's see if these so-called scions of powerful families can escape death just by being killed."

Qin Qianqian rolled her eyes, somewhat puzzled as to where this kid got his confidence from.

Just because someone has a little talent, they think they can challenge someone like her?

"snort!"

She snorted and looked at Zhao Jingchen with displeasure.

Zhao Jingchen understood and immediately stepped forward.

"After saying all that, are you trying to see if you can cure the poison of the Soft Bone Incense?"

With a cold laugh, he walked up to Chen Chuang and casually grabbed his shoulder.

"Actually, this is also the difference between the children of our large family and someone like you from a poor background."

"It's incredibly foolish to just take whatever others give you without any backing."

As he spoke, he exerted force in his arm, about to throw Chen Chuang into the middle of the pool.

Chen Chuang remained motionless.

"what?"

Zhao Jingchen was stunned.

He had personally witnessed Chen Chuang put the miasma-avoiding pill into his mouth.

The infusion of cartilage-softening fragrance in it is enough to incapacitate even a martial artist at the True Qi Realm.

How could this guy...?

Before he could react, Chen Chuang had already grabbed his arm.

Then, give it a gentle tug.

quack!

With a crisp snapping sound, Zhao Jingchen's right hand was torn off at the elbow.

"Aaaaaah...you!!!"

Zhao Jingchen retreated with a wail, the excruciating pain in his arm driving him almost insane.

He immediately looked up and shouted, "Fifth Uncle! Kill him!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure appeared behind Chen Chuang.

"You audacious brat, how dare you..."

Zhao Chenshan, the fifth elder of the Zhao family, was furious.

He also thought that Chen Chuang was poisoned by the "softening incense" and could not resist.

However, a moment of carelessness led Chen Chuang to tear off his own junior's arm.

Upon returning, I will surely be punished by the Grand Elder.

But before Zhao Chenshan could finish speaking, he suddenly sensed an astonishing aura gathering above his head.

Looking up, one could see that Chen Chuang had somehow gathered a blood-red spear above his head.

"go!"

As he spoke softly, the blood spear flew out instantly.

This fifth elder of the Zhao family, as a martial artist in the True Qi Realm, has a strength value of nearly three hundred points.

But at this moment, Chen Chuang changed his equipment to the set with the highest strength value.

His strength value has reached a terrifying 303 points.

He's not much worse than this elder of the Zhao family.

Not to mention the special effects of the Bloodstained Spear.

It costs 5 points of internal energy and 50 points of health to unleash a strike with twice the power of one's own strength.

The attack, equivalent to 600 points of attack power, swept away the miasma within a radius of more than ten feet.

Amidst the splattering blood, Zhao Chenshan, a master of the True Qi Realm, was blasted into pieces.

Chen Chuang turned his head calmly and smiled, "You see, even those born into noble families can die."