Tang Tian looked at the exceedingly decisive Thunder Douluo, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
He extended his right hand and firmly clasped Yu Yuanzhen's large, calloused hand.
One large, one small; one old, one young.
"Deal."
Yu Yuanzhen laughed heartily, then tossed an extremely heavy jade box to Tang Tian:
"This is thunder-pattern silver mother I obtained in an ancient ruin when I was young. It has an excellent nourishing effect on tool martial souls. Consider it my first-meeting gift to you!"
Late at night.
Tang Tian's courtyard.
Beneath the moonlight, Tang Tian sent the piece of thunder-pattern silver mother, which radiated terrifying lightning, into his Sea of Consciousness.
Little Iron Hammer's eyes instantly turned into stars.
She even took on human form.
The seemingly rock-hard thunder-pattern silver mother was like a piece of bread in her hands.
She opened her little mouth and bit down with a crunch.
"Mmm... delicious! Such pure lightning-metal energy! Crunch, crunch..."
Little Blue sat nearby with her chin in her hands. Watching Little Iron Hammer's adorable face, her cheeks stuffed with food, she couldn't help bursting into a giggle:
"Eat slowly. No one's going to steal it from you."
"Mmm... shut up! I... I'm replenishing my energy!"
Tang Tian couldn't help sighing. He really was keeping two mothers in his Sea of Consciousness, and he had to feed them from time to time.
At this rate, he felt he would no longer be able to afford to feed Little Iron Hammer.
He wondered when she would finally evolve into her ultimate form.
Meanwhile.
The council chamber of the Martial Soul Saint Hall.
Platinum Bishop Salas reclined comfortably in an expensive beast-hide armchair, gently swirling a glass of fine wine in his hand.
Life had been exceedingly comfortable for