Overlord Bow

Qin Family Treasury.

A tall figure swaggered toward the Qin Family Treasury, a pair of massive iron hammers slung over his shoulders. It was none other than Qin Hao.

Qin Hao entered the Qin Family Treasury and saw an old man reclining leisurely in a grand chair, his eyes closed as he sipped tea.

Qin Hao had just been about to ask something when the old man spoke first.

"Are you the genius Qin Hao that little Shan mentioned?"

"That would be me. May I ask how to address you, Senior?"

"My given name is Qin Fei. You can call me Elder Fei," the old man said warmly.

With that, Qin Fei opened his eyes and studied the youth carrying two large hammers. Qin Shan had told him that Qin Hao possessed extraordinary talent in martial cultivation, and that certainly seemed true. At only twelve, he was already so tall. Moreover, Qin Fei had seen the two hammers on Qin Hao's shoulders; each weighed at least a thousand jin, yet Qin Hao looked completely relaxed, as though they weighed nothing at all. His physical talent was indeed rare to behold.

He rose to his feet. "Come. I'll take you into the treasury, and you can see what you want."

Qin Hao said nothing more and followed behind Qin Fei.

Upon reaching the treasury, a huge iron gate ten meters tall came into view. It had no decorations, only two rings embedded in its surface. Qin Hao wondered whether he could push it open.

Seeing Qin Hao examining the gate, Qin Fei thought the boy had been intimidated. Secretly delighted, he chuckled. "This gate is made of refined iron and weighs ten thousand jin. Boy, stand back and watch how this old man—"

Before he could finish, Qin Hao stepped forward and pushed with both hands. The ten-meter-tall iron gate moved at once. Qin Hao did not find it particularly heavy and simply pushed it all the way open.

"Elder Fei, what were you saying just now?" Qin Hao asked sincerely, looking at Elder Fei beside him.

Qin Fei was still stunned. Hearing Qin Hao call him, he immediately snapped out of it. "Nothing. Come on, let's go inside."

With that, Qin Fei walked straight into the treasury. Qin Hao scratched his head and followed him in.

The moment they entered, all sorts of treasures filled Qin Hao's sight—precious medicinal herbs, weapons, and more.

"Hey, kid, take a look and see what you want. There are treasures for tempering the body, fine weapons, pills, and so on. Have a good look around."

Once inside the treasury, Qin Fei began introducing its contents to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao thought about what he needed now. He did not particularly need spirit pills or miraculous medicines for strengthening his body. The Qin Family Treasury did not have any divine medicine anyway, and ordinary medicinal items would not be of much use to him. He might as well choose something else.

After considering it for a while, Qin Hao decided to choose a long-range weapon—a bow. That would make it easier for him to hunt demon beasts, obtain attribute points, and increase the concentration of his bloodline.

"Uncle Fei, do we have weapons like bows here?" Qin Hao asked.

"A bow? There are a few in the treasury. Come with me." Qin Fei thought for a moment before leading Qin Hao to another area.

Six bows were displayed there.

Qin Fei began explaining them to Qin Hao.

"This bow is forged entirely from obsidian and gives off a profound gleam." With a solemn expression, he said to Qin Hao, "You need at least a thousand jin of strength to draw this bow."

Qin Hao smiled faintly after hearing that. A thousand jin was nothing to him. He easily drew the bowstring, and the obsidian bow seemed to become one with him, radiating a sharp aura.

Next, Qin Fei picked up the second bow. It had been carved from thousand-year-old wood and carried an ancient, weathered air. He told Qin Hao, "This bow also requires a thousand jin of force to draw." Qin Hao accepted the challenge with steadfast eyes. He pulled the bowstring hard, and the ancient wood bow seemed to sense his determination, releasing a powerful energy.

Finally, Qin Fei picked up the third bow. This bow was called the Overlord Bow. Its string was made from the sinews of a Third tier Ink Green Ox, while its body was forged from meteoric iron. Its streamlined form gave off a mysterious radiance. He said gravely to Qin Hao, "This bow requires five thousand jin of strength to draw. Although you possess immense strength, Qin Hao, you should think carefully. It will still be somewhat strenuous for you."

"Hehe, Elder Fei, didn't you see me push open that gate just now? Why would I be afraid I can't draw this bow?" Seeing Qin Fei caution him, Qin Hao could only answer with a grin. The other two simply were not suitable.

Qin Fei had been about to say something, but then he recalled the force Qin Hao had displayed when pushing open the gate. He gave up and merely stared at Qin Hao, waiting to see whether the boy could draw this bow.

"Elder Fei, watch closely."

After speaking, Qin Hao took a deep breath and gathered the strength of his entire body, gripping the Dragon Sinew Bow tightly. In an instant, he drew it to a full moon. The bow creaked and groaned, and Qin Hao felt it had reached its limit, so he released the string.

The instant he let go, a current of air shot forward and blasted a large hole straight through the window.

What terrifying strength! He had merely drawn the bow casually, yet without even using an arrow, the air current created by his brute force alone had such power! This kid's strength was freakishly immense! But Qin Shan had never said this kid was so strong. Wasn't he supposed to have at most six or seven thousand jin of force? Damn, this had to be over ten thousand! Qin Fei's eyes widened at the sight before him, so shocked he nearly had a heart attack.

Qin Hao was startled as well. Even the air current from casually drawing the bow had such power.

"Elder Fei, this window..." Qin Hao scratched his head awkwardly after shooting a hole through it.

Qin Fei did not answer such a pointless question. Instead, he asked just how far Qin Hao's strength had reached. "When you first came in, I already found it strange. Didn't Qin Shan say you only had five or six thousand jin of force? How come it looks like you can casually exert over ten thousand jin?"

"I don't know what's going on either. My strength just increased very quickly whenever I trained. Patriarch Qin Shan and the others said I might have awakened some kind of special physique." Qin Hao could only play dumb and shift the blame onto his special physique.

"A special physique... right, Qin Shan did mention that. But you're far too monstrous. You're only twelve, right? We cultivated bitterly to gain the strength we have today, yet you surpass us so greatly just by eating, drinking, shitting, and sleeping. We've lived our lives for nothing." Qin Fei could only accept the truth helplessly.

"Fine, kid. You want this bow, right?"

"Yes, I want this one. But are there no arrows?" Qin Hao asked.

"Come with me. I'll get you the arrows. But there are only seventy that match this bow. Don't go shooting them out and fail to retrieve them, understand? Making arrows is very expensive," Qin Fei reminded him.

Qin Hao immediately followed after him.

"Here, take this Storage Bag. I've put the bow and arrows inside it. You can't exactly run around carrying a bow along with those big hammers of yours, can you? With this Storage Bag, traveling outside will be much more convenient." With that, Qin Fei tossed the Storage Bag to Qin Hao.