Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 931 - 930: Perverted Weapon!

In the time that followed, Su Han began trying to see if he could take these weapons away.

In fact, he was also very conflicted in his heart. One weapon for fifty fruits, that seemed like an enormous cost.

These fruits, if taken into the starry sky, could be exchanged for Spiritual Artifacts, Immortal Artifacts, or even Divine Artifacts, and two fruits would be enough to exchange for a Lower-Class Holy Artifact.

That was a Holy Artifact!

Of course, the weapons here were far more formidable than Holy Artifacts. Any one of them could easily crush a Holy Artifact, but making Su Han take out fifty fruits at once to exchange still felt a bit unwilling, quite painful to part with.

"Forget it."

Su Han thought to himself, "Even if I get them now, I might not be able to use them immediately, but at least I can keep them for later. If I truly can’t use them, I can simply sell them."

With this in mind, Su Han approached a longsword.

The handle of the longsword was carved with a dragon head, and the entire blade was a brilliant gold, looking extremely dazzling, with a halo surrounding it.

On the blade, runes were inscribed, some flickering, some dim. Su Han knew these were seals.

Once these runes completely vanished, the true appearance of the longsword would be fully revealed, and that would be the moment it possessed its greatest power.

Approaching the longsword, Su Han felt an enormous pressure.

He extended his hand to grasp the hilt, but the moment he held it, a power of rebound suddenly came forth, like a giant hammer striking his chest. His right arm went numb, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure instantly retreating backward.

"Hahaha..."

Seeing him stumble, the Fiery Grain burst into laughter, full of disdain.

"What are you laughing at!"

Su Han took a deep breath and rolled his eyes, "If I can’t take away a single weapon today, you won’t get a single fruit!"

The laughter of the Fiery Grain abruptly stopped.

Yeah, Su Han was exchanging fruits for weapons. If he really couldn’t take them, wouldn’t the Fiery Grain end up with no fruits?

Thinking of this, the Fiery Grain became anxious and urged Su Han, "I say, can you do it or not? Can’t even manage to take an ordinary weapon..."

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Su Han waved his hand to interrupt, snorted coldly, "I just don’t believe it. There are tens of millions here. Even if my cultivation base is low, there isn’t one I can’t lift?"

Even though he said that, Su Han was feeling quite awkward.

The reason he tried to take that longsword first was that he sensed its aura was weaker than the others, considered the lowest-level among these weapons.

But that was relative. Even so, Su Han still couldn’t lift it.

Subsequently, Su Han tried dozens of times.

Yet every time, the lightest result was spitting blood and being thrown backward; at the worst, it shattered the edge of his palm directly. If not for his Magic Body, his body probably would have collapsed by now.

With Su Han’s attempts, Fiery Grain’s expression became more and more anxious, more and more serious.

He was joking earlier, but now he wasn’t joking anymore.

Joking my foot! If this guy still can’t take anything, he really won’t get even a single fruit!

It wasn’t easy to come by, and while the Blazing Wine was important, these fruits were equally important. Using a special method to soak them into the Blazing Wine, it would only take ten thousand years for the quantity of wine to increase significantly, and the quality to improve.

Moreover, even without soaking the wine, just eating them dry would work!

At this moment, Fiery Grain couldn’t wait for Su Han to quickly take away some weapons. But this useless guy either spat blood or was blown away, so fragile that it made Fiery Grain want to smash him to death.

Actually, Su Han was also very helpless. What could he do?

Being born in later generations, even Sovereign Realm was just at the level of Little Qing and the others, let alone his cultivation, which wasn’t even ant-like in the eyes of a Sovereign Realm.

With his attempts, Su Han’s heart grew heavier and heavier. In the end, when he was once again blown away by a seemingly ordinary satin, Su Han finally gave up completely.

He did have a determined character, but every determined person is only so when there’s hope. That’s akin to Su Han’s cultivation at this moment. If facing a Sovereign Realm, what determination would he have? What use is there, no matter how determined one is?

"Hurry up and take it!" Seeing Su Han not move, Fiery Grain anxiously urged.

"Take my foot!"

Su Han’s face was somewhat unpleasant. It was the first time he had been so embarrassed.

With his mind racing, Su Han suddenly looked at Fiery Grain, "Can you add more seals to these weapons? That way, I might be able to lift one, and you can get the fruit..."

"No way."

Fiery Grain shook his head, "It’s not that I don’t want to, but if too many seals are added, it could affect the quality of the weapons themselves. They might even collapse, and all the weapons we painstakingly refined would be wasted. The main branch would definitely hold us accountable."

"Forget it then."

Su Han shook his head. He no longer harbored any hopes. Though somewhat discontent, looking at such a huge treasure mountain and obtaining nothing, it was something he could do nothing about.

"Just consider it as intentionally saving the fruits for myself." Su Han comforted himself in his heart.

"Why are you so fragile?!"

Seeing Su Han give up, Fiery Grain jumped eagerly, "The weapons you’re trying to take are the lowest-grade ones here, yet you either bleed or get knocked away. What’s the point of you even living?"

Su Han glanced at Fiery Grain, almost wanting to curse.

Do you think everyone is as monstrous as you? Do you think people from later generations can compare to you?

"How about this..."

Fiery Grain’s eyes rolled, "Why don’t you try over by the mirror?"

Hearing this, Su Han couldn’t help but look toward the huge mirror.

He naturally knew what Fiery Grain meant. If he really wanted to try, whether successful or not, he would have to pay Fiery Grain a hundred fruits.

Obviously, this old guy understood he couldn’t take those weapons and now had his sights set on the mirror.

After thinking for a while, Su Han said, "I can give it a try, but I can only give you fifty fruits each time at most."

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Fiery Grain immediately widened his eyes, "It’s a mirror. What if you find a unique treasure inside? What if you get the Great God Xingtian’s Battle Axe? What if you..."

"Don’t give me that useless talk."

Su Han glanced at Little Qing and the others, playing casually with weapons, looking envious, "I’ve gained nothing here. Even if I try at the mirror, it’s likely I’ll just waste the fruits. If you don’t want to, then forget it. I wasn’t expecting much here anyway."