The moment Lin Tian said that, Kunpeng nearly spat blood!
Kunpeng rubbed his head and lamented, "You call that good luck? I-I went hundreds of millions of years without a single Top-Grade Spirit Treasure! Only during the War of the Liches did I snatch the River Chart and Luo Writing from Di Jun. You crack open a rock and get a Top-Grade Spirit Treasure, then just call it good luck? Are you trying to anger me to death?"
Minghe understood Kunpeng's feelings perfectly.
Minghe had come into the world with three Top-Grade Spirit Treasures accompanying him. He had practically been born fully equipped, with both offense and defense covered.
Kunpeng, however, had been different. He had spent hundreds of millions of years floundering after his birth, despite originally enjoying greater renown than Di Jun and Taiyi.
He had been the first to create Demon Script and cultivation methods for the Demon Race, earning the reverent title of Demon Master from countless demons.
Yet because he had no Innate Spiritual Treasure, Di Jun and Taiyi had subdued him, forcing him to swallow his humiliation and serve as Demon Master in the Heavenly Court.
That had been the most humiliating episode of Kunpeng's past, all because he lacked a Spirit Treasure.
For the sake of obtaining one, Kunpeng had searched the Primordial World for hundreds of millions of years, yet still found nothing.
His obsession with Spirit Treasures had seeped into his very bones and blood. Fortunately, after the War of the Liches, he had seized Di Jun's River Chart and Luo Writing, finally finding some comfort for his wounded heart.
Now he heard that Lin Tian had casually cracked open a rock and obtained a Top-Grade Spirit Treasure—something he had failed to find despite hundreds of millions of years of toil.