"Daddy, where's my divine sword?" Yuanlai, who had not received a divine sword, stood to one side and asked for one.
"Hehe, Lai'er, you're still too little. When you grow up, Daddy will give you the prettiest divine sword." Wenlong feared the young child would hurt himself, so of course he would not give him one.
Yuanlai would not stand for that. His older brothers and sisters all had divine swords, while he alone had none. Naturally, he cried and kicked up a fuss.
In the end, Wenlong had no choice but to select a divine sword and ask Yuan Jing to keep it for him. Only then did Yuanlai break into a delighted smile.
Off to the other side, Monkey Sun kept staring at Wenlong, the burning eagerness in his eyes almost enough to set Wenlong alight.
His Water-Fire Staff was still the one Wenlong had forged from god-breaking stone years ago. Naturally, it could not compare with a divine artifact.
"Little Sun, stop looking at me like that. I prepared a divine artifact for you long ago," Wenlong said with a smile.
He took out a long staff gleaming with golden light and handed it to Monkey Sun. Taking the radiant staff, Monkey Sun was beside himself with joy and examined it as though he could not bear to let it go.
As he stroked the staff, he voiced his admiration. "It would suit me even better if it were a little heavier."
He suddenly felt the staff grow heavier in his hands. Its weight really had increased. Monkey Sun was overjoyed; this divine staff suited him perfectly.
Something that understood his wishes was truly hard to come by. Then the divine staff changed its size and length according to his will.
Wenlong was astonished too. He had