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Seeing me constantly feeding Fate Stones to it, Old Man Meng Shuang once again felt the imbalance of life. He had worked himself to the bone to earn that much commission, yet it still wasn't as much as what I was feeding this Heavenly Furnace Worm. Not to mention there was also a young girl nearby, endlessly stuffing Fate Stones into the opening of the ancient coin, whether it worked or not.
"Same heaven, different destinies! How do you have so many Fate Stones?" Meng Shuang cried.
I smiled. "Didn't they say quite a few Fate Stones were discovered in the underground treasury of the temple? That treasury hadn't been opened for decades. Even the former temple priest didn't know that these discarded Fate Stones would one day become treasures again."
"What? If I'd known, I would've tried to become a temple priest too!" Meng Shuang looked utterly convinced.
Seeing me take out even more Fate Stones to feed the beetle, Meng Shuang could only shake his head with a bitter smile. How I used the beetle was my freedom. Other than sighing, he had no other ideas.
At first, the Heavenly Furnace Worm had kept its eyes red and constantly provoked and attacked me, taking the initiative whenever I fed it. But after I became wary of it, I naturally wouldn't give it any chance to attack. Whenever a swarm of young worms charged over, I summoned the Scroll of the Wind and Rain Gods and blew them all away.
After several attempts, it no longer dared to attack me with its young worms. It began recalling most of them, because it didn't need so many young worms for the number of Fate Stones I gave it each time. It also understood the cost of