strictlysupreme Chapter 441 My stepmother and I will definitely live well
Chapter 441 My stepmother and I will definitely live well
When Bai Tian pulled out the golden machete, the powerful gale in the sinkhole also disappeared.
Before I could study it carefully during the day, I heard a cry of surprise from above: "Oh, my father is gone!"
Needless to say, others gathered around.
During the day, the boy came out of the well with a machete in his hand. He stared blankly at his father's body in the well, and then burst into tears of "sadness": "My dear father, how could you die after you split apart, wuwu..."
I was a little amused during the day. Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? How could he not die after being torn apart?
Of course, Bai Tian also knew that he must have thought that his soul body would not disintegrate, which meant he was still alive...
Bai Tian was just about to comfort him when the young man suddenly wiped away his tears and said, "Dad, since you are already dead, let's bury you. Don't worry, my stepmother and I will live well."
Huh? Stepmother?!
Why does this sound a bit exciting?
Before Bai Tian could think about it, the young man stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a dark-colored broadsword appeared in his hand. The broadsword was even larger than the golden machete in Bai Tian's hand, and only one side was sharp, making it look more like a chopping knife.
The young man grasped the handle of the black machete with both hands and chopped the soil with all his might.
A few middle-aged men nearby wanted to remind him, but Bai Tian said, "You guys should go away first. I'll talk to you later. Also, disperse the people down the mountain. There's nothing to see."
No one dared to say anything more and turned away.
Bai Tian narrowed his eyes and stared at the big knife in the boy's hand, and asked, "How did you hide such a big knife inside your body?"
As the boy chopped the dirt to bury his father, he responded, "It's easy. Just use your strength to refine weapons. However, they think it's troublesome, and since they can't see the weapons, they're not good enough, so few people do it like me."
Bai Tian was slightly surprised: "You mean, many people in the city can do it?"
The young man stopped working and shook his head. "Not many people do. They need to start refining weapons from a young age, preferably before the age of five... I tell you, if my father hadn't treated me like this since I was a child, I wouldn't have buried him."
As he spoke, the young man grinned wryly, "So far, that's the only way I've done it. Let me tell you, there's actually another benefit to doing this. It allows you to continuously refine your weapon and make it bigger."
"At first, my weapon was only as big as my finger. Look, over the years, I've made it this big, hehe. Of course, my father also got me a lot of black iron and sky stone."
"Hey Haotian, can you help me bury my dad? It's going to be dark soon. I have to go back to have dinner with my stepmother before it gets dark..."
Bai Tian's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved the golden machete to lift up the mud, then threw the mud into the well with force, and the well was completely covered.
The young man exclaimed, "Amazing! No wonder they say you're the best. My dad, that idiot, even wanted to kill you."
Bai Tianduan was very surprised: "Your father died, and you are not sad at all?"
The young man's face suddenly turned serious, and he said solemnly, "A little bit. It would be better if he died sooner."
I was speechless during the day.
Soon the young man smiled again. "No, actually my father is pretty good to me. It's just that he always beats me and uses me to refine weapons. But my stepmother said that although my father is not a good person, as long as he doesn't kill me, it's okay. Besides, my father is obsessed with becoming the city lord, so he hasn't paid much attention to me in recent years, so it's okay."
It sounds light, but it doesn't sound good during the day. It's obvious that he has been suffering from domestic violence for a long time!
Bai Tian thought for a moment and said, "Tell me in detail how to refine your knife, and I will find a way to give you mine when the time comes."
The boy's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? This is the Heavenly Sword, are you really going to give it to me?"
Bai Tian nodded affirmatively: "Weapons are no longer of much use to me. However, I'm worried that your body can't bear it. It might backfire...that is, it will drain your strength."
"Don't be afraid!" The young man said excitedly, "I have a way to make it obey me. Hehe... Come on, go to my house. I have to go back and talk to my stepmother first..."
So, Bai Tian flew out of the tiankeng with the young man and flew towards the city.
After a while, Bai Tian brought the boy to a two-story old wooden building.
"Mom, I'm back!"
As the boy shouted, a woman's voice came from the house: "Donghua, is your father dead?"
"He's dead! He split in two. He wasn't dead originally, but somehow he died again. Mom, I brought Haotian here."
Then, a woman with a cane came out. She looked to be in her forties and quite tall. However, she only had one leg.
Bai Tian was quite surprised. He had thought that Donghua's stepmother was very young...
Donghua jumped over happily, "Mom, this is Haotian. He's really powerful. He buried Dad in an instant. Oh, and Haotian also has this Heavenly Sword."
The woman glanced at the Heavenly Sword and sighed softly, "I told you before, your father wasn't capable of wielding this sword, but he insisted on going. It's better for him to die, as that's enough for his life."
Then, the woman smiled and said, "Haotian, Donghua isn't very good at speaking. This kid has been suppressed by his father for years, so he speaks like this."
Bai Tian shook his head slightly: "It's nothing. I just want to know how he hid the weapon inside his body."
"That's something to discuss. Donghua, please patiently explain things to Haotian. I'm going to get some food. I'm hungry."
"Okay, Mom, go quickly. By the way, Mom, go to Dad's house and see if there's anything we can use. Bring it all over to us, hehe..."
This kid, I'm afraid he actually resents his father...
Afterwards, Donghua began to explain to Bai Tian how to condense the weapon into his body.
In fact, it’s not that simple!
Before the age of five, they have to absorb the power of heavenly stones and black iron, and they have to be constantly tempered. It can almost be said that the body is being used as a weapon!
I felt a little creepy listening to it during the day, and I also understood why Donghua didn't have much attachment to his father.
From childhood to adulthood, he had been used as a weapon, used as a filter to absorb excess Heavenly Stone power. Furthermore, he was either beaten or hammered, who could stand it!
Donghua being able to be as carefree as he is now is already quite remarkable. Any other person would have gone mad long ago… or rather, wouldn't have lived to this age.
However, during the day, I discovered that Donghua had a very deep understanding of weapons. After all, he himself was a weapon.
At the same time, Bai Tian was deeply aware that the people of Tianzhou were very obsessed with refining weapons.
Bai Tian suddenly had an idea and asked, "Donghua, if you were the city lord, how would you manage Tianzhou?"
Donghua was shocked: "I don't want to be the city lord!"
Bai Tian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "I mean if."
Donghua finally breathed a sigh of relief, then scratched his head. "I don't understand, but I think since everyone likes weapons, we should use weapons to manage them. That way they'll be more willing to listen."
Bai Tian suddenly had an idea and smiled. "Donghua, what do you think? If we could combine strength and weapons to control everyone at a new level, wouldn't that be great?"