His chest rose and fell slightly.
His breathing suddenly quickened.
He spoke with uncertainty and surprise.
"An Earth Weapon?"
Li Hao smiled without answering.
"See for yourself."
Guhongzi casually tossed the half roast chicken behind him, not caring where it landed.
He wiped his hands haphazardly on his Daoist robe.
Then he carefully accepted the horsetail whisk.
The instant it touched his hand.
Guhongzi shuddered from head to toe.
His first impression was—heavy!
He slowly fed a wisp of Divine Mansion Realm spiritual power into the whisk.
The whisk hummed softly.
Its dark patterns seemed to come alive, lighting up in ring after ring.
Then.
An astonishing pressure erupted outward.
The spiritual flowers and herbs on either side of the bluestone path all bowed away from it.
A thin crack silently appeared in the bluestone paving.
"An Earth Weapon!"
"A genuine Earth Weapon!"
Even Guhongzi's voice trembled.
Guhongzi swallowed.
He asked uncertainly, "Th-this is really for me? This is an Earth Weapon."
"Of course!"
Little Rat held his head high.
Yet.
Contrary to Little Rat's expectations.
Guhongzi did not eagerly accept the Earth Weapon.
Instead, he asked hesitantly, "Little Rat, you... did you get the First Elder and the others' permission to give me this Earth Weapon?"
Little Rat froze.
He evidently had not expected Guhongzi to ask that question.
He looked at Guhongzi, his eyes filled with confusion.
Guhongzi gave a wry smile. "Little Rat, I know you genuinely care about me."
"But this is an Earth Weapon."
Guhongzi lowered his gaze to the whisk in his hand, his voice losing its usual nonchalance.
"You might not understand the weight of this thing."
"In your eyes, Earth Weapons are toys. You've played with them all your life."
"But out there, who knows how many people would die fighting over