"Brother?" Zhang Ping looked at Su Chen, deeply moved.
"Yes. Also, here are ten Dragon Whisker Needles. Having them on you will improve your chances of staying safe. They're very simple to use: just inject soul power, then fire them!" As Su Chen finished speaking, he injected soul power into a golden sphere.
Once the soul power entered the sphere, the Golden Ball miraculously transformed into an embroidery needle.
Bang!
Su Chen flicked his hand, sending the golden embroidery needle into a boulder in the rock garden. The boulder instantly burst apart.
"To think such extraordinary things exist!" Bull Demon marveled, clicking his tongue.
"Yes. It's a hidden weapon called the Dragon Whisker Needle! Used for assassination, it can show its true worth!" Su Chen nodded.
"A hidden weapon? You mean the things you traded for with Tang San?" Bull Demon asked, his bull-like eyes widening.
"Yes. Different hidden weapons have different effects. The Dragon Whisker Needles I'm giving you specialize in piercing protective qi barriers. That means they're particularly useful against Soul Masters with beast martial souls, like Zhao Wuji," Su Chen patiently explained. He still had thirty of these Dragon Whisker Needles left.
"You fine brat. Come on, you're having a few drinks with me today!" Bull Demon accepted Su Chen's Dragon Whisker Needles without ceremony and affectionately draped an arm over his shoulders again.
Whenever Bull Demon thought about how Su Chen had used Tang Hao's wife to obtain such powerful treasures that day, he felt immensely pleased. He also felt terribly guilty toward Su Chen. He had actually blamed Su Chen and gotten angry with him over what had happened.
Thinking back now, Bull Demon realized he had indeed been wrong. Besides, Tang Hao had paid the price of an arm and a leg. That was