"The weather's lovely?"
The giant looked up in surprise.
Above the sea of clouds was nothing but a blank expanse.
Pure white and boundless, it was impossible to make out how near or far anything was, and there was no end in sight.
"You'll get tired of this weather once you get used to it." The giant lowered his gaze and looked at Gu Qingshan. "All right, time is money. It's time for you to make a choice."
Gu Qingshan looked at the commission in his hand, his face troubled.
"What is it, getting cold feet?" the one-eyed giant asked.
"Not exactly." Gu Qingshan sighed. "I have no problem with things like fighting, but this commission seems to have been around for a long time, and no one else has managed it. I have even less experience, and I don't know the first thing about this, so I'm not confident I can pull it off."
"It hasn't been around that long. This commission was only posted about one hundred and ninety million years ago."
As he spoke, the giant reached out with two fingers, pinched the Seven-Colored Spear between his fingernails, and held it up before Gu Qingshan.
"The weapon is right here. Whether you accept the commission is up to you."
Gu Qingshan looked at the Seven-Colored Spear.
"Help... me..."
A faint voice sounded.
—It was the Seven-Colored Spear.
Gu Qingshan shook his head.
It was the key to defeating the Soul Screamer. How could he give up on it?
"All right, I'll accept the commission and give it a try, but I can't promise I'll succeed," Gu Qingshan said.
The giant didn't move, but a pen appeared in front of Gu Qingshan.
"Sign," the giant said.
Gu Qingshan signed his name on the commission.
The giant narrowed his