Control The World Chapter 25

"How domineering!"

The fish heads and sailors on the ten boats shouted in unison. The three tattered ravens quickly left in a dejected manner. Their boss was scared out of his wits by others, yet they still dared to blindly rise to the surface? Hanging from a longevity star - looking to die.

Ning Wufeng coldly looked at the wandering Venerable Southern Mountain and the distant raven s.h.i.+p.

The Buddha Cult, don't worry. Sooner or later, these accounts would have to be settled together! He silently said this in his heart.

"Go, return to the pier!" With Ning Wufeng's order, the ten fis.h.i.+ng boats advanced at the same time, like arrows released from their bowstrings.

He was hustled up to the dock. The fishmongers who had yet to leave all came forward to greet them. Zhao Yu'er's expression changed. She didn't expect that the mysterious marina at Azure Dragon Bay was actually a youth?

Under the pressure of the situation, he joined the crowd in greeting.

Ning Wufeng signaled everyone to continue doing business and not to lie. At the same time, he instructed Big Beard Zhang to make arrangements for the dead fish head. Then he left the pier.

It had been a long time since he had last returned. Ning Wufeng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as he breathed in the light breeze that was mixed with the fishy smell of the dock.

"Yo, there's no wind, you're back." Hua Sanniang, who brought food to her man at the pier in the morning, was immediately beaming with joy when she saw Ning Wufeng. She insisted on stuffing him with a few hot steamed buns.

"Such a handsome young man. I wonder which young lady has the luck to marry you." A group of old grannies laughed as they looked at Ning Wufeng.

"Do you want Third Aunt to introduce you one?" Someone laughed.

Ning Wufeng smiled as he greeted them one by one. He was so scared that he ran away. A hearty laugh came from the edge of the pier.

Bluestone Courtyard. Three bamboo rooms. It was Ning Wufeng's home. Compared to the Ning Family of the Jiang Ning Residence, this place was even more comfortable for him.

He gently pushed the door to the far left of the courtyard open and looked inside. Seeing that the old man had not come back yet, he ran off to some place to have a hangover. He thought for a moment, then walked to his room and continued refining Purple Fox's spiritual power.

Most of the morning had pa.s.sed, and he had also refined most of the spiritual force. Ning Wufeng's eyes flashed with a dazzling light and then disappeared. As expected of an Earth Stage dire beast, its spirit energy was dense.

With less than 20% of his remaining spirit power left over, he would simply use it to open his fourth spirit vein. Once his fourth spirit vein was opened, his potential would be quite good in the Jiang Ning manor.

And Ning Wushuang, who had opened five spirit veins, had become a genius in the Jiang Ning Estate.

However, the difficulty of opening the fourth spirit vein was a whole new level compared to the first three.

Moreover, he realized that no one had ever done such a thing to open a spirit vein. It seemed as if everyone knew that spirit veins were innate, and there were as many as there were. He had read many books, but none of them mentioned that a spiritual vein could be opened the day after tomorrow.

Ning Wufeng didn't dare to ask too many questions of others, he only considered them as the benefits brought upon him by someone he had transcended from this world. Every time he opened up his spiritual energy, he would need a huge amount of spiritual energy. This was truly a headache for him.

Taotie Spirit Transformation Technique!

Ning Wufeng's hand was covered with a layer of white light, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it formed into a vortex that sucked out all of the spiritual energy in the Violet Fox's body, and a dense ball of white light formed in his hand.

Such dense spirit energy.

Closing his eyes, he controlled the spiritual power to quickly flow through his body and rush to the location of the fourth spirit vein. The fourth spirit vein was as solid as a rock and didn't budge in the face of the strong impact of the spirit energy.

Ning Wufeng's mind stirred as he divided the food among them. He divided the spiritual energy into five portions and turned them into spirals, rotating them like a well plugging machine. The impurities that blocked the spiritual veins were slowly removed by him and the spiritual energy was immediately transported out of his body.

Soon, 20% of his spiritual energy had already been consumed, and the fourth spiritual vein had only been opened for less than 10% of the way.

It seemed that he would need two more Invigorated Meridian Realm dire beasts. Although he said so, how could it be so easy to obtain an Earth Stage demon beast that was comparable to an Invigorated Meridian Realm martial artist?

He stood up and untied the purple fox at his waist. The beast that had its spirit energy sucked dry had dried up. Its fur was very good-looking, after all, it was an Earth Rank dire beast.

He rinsed it out and absorbed all the dirt on his body.

Ning Wufeng picked up the black iron spearhead and placed it beside the well water to wash it as well. He did not know what material it was made of, but it seemed to be made of gold but not gold, and yet not copper.

"I wonder where that hard furred animal found this spearhead. It was so undamaged that it still acted like a treasure." Ning Wufeng said with a smile. He had seen the power of this spearhead before, and it was all because he got lucky and still acted like a good boy. If the Black Golden Eyed Eagle King knew about this, he would definitely go all out against Ning Wufeng.

However, even if he did not say this, the Black Gold-Eyed Eagle King would still go all out against him.

He rubbed the edge of the spear and suddenly found a small inscription engraved on the side: "World Exterminating".

"World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear, what a domineering name." He stood up. It was extremely inconvenient to use a spear tip, so he had to find a blacksmith w.a.n.g to match the shaft.

Calming down, he put on his clothes and went out. He also took the purple fox fur coat with him.

Clang! Clang! Clang! The wind blower was being pulled by the blacksmith's disciple. The blacksmith w.a.n.g exerted all his strength to smash the piece of black tough iron on the iron board.

The huge hammer weighed three to four hundred jins, and in his hand, it was like a myriad of objects. If this was in Ning Wufeng's previous life, he would definitely be ten times stronger than those mighty warriors.

This was because in this world, everyone possessed spirit energy.

Beneath his sledgehammer, the iron kneaded like a ball of flour. The impurities were quickly burnt by the fire.

"It's time for something big to happen." The little disciple immediately shouted with his sharp eyes.

Blacksmith w.a.n.g also put down the hammer in his hand and laughed, "It's really Windless, a rare guest." Come on in, don't stand in the wind, it's smoky. "

He enthusiastically invited Ning Wufeng in. The security of Azure Dragon Bay's pier was well managed. Every household in Green Dragon Town received income, so it was obvious how grateful they were to Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng placed the World Extinguis.h.i.+ng Spear in his hand on the iron table, saying, "Master w.a.n.g, I'll have to trouble you to match this spear with my own."

The blacksmith looked at the spear tip Ning Wufeng put down and smiled, "Of course not."

Immediately, he scrutinized the spear in his hands and said, "I don't think I will be able to use the spear now that its tip is so damaged. I've just finished forging a new gun in my shop. But Old w.a.n.g, this is my masterpiece. Little Hai, quickly bring it over to the big boss. "

"Alright." The little disciple immediately ran over to get it.

"To tell you the truth, this new spear has taken me over 70 days. If I were to appraise it in the city, it would definitely be a good spear of the middle ranks of the Mortal Realm." The blacksmith w.a.n.g said proudly.

If he was able to forge a medium-grade earth-step weapon, then he was probably the only person in the entire town who could do so. If anyone else wanted to look for him, they would have to go to the Jiangning Estate.

Ning Wufeng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Sure. However, we must look at the new spear. We must trouble Master w.a.n.g with this lousy spear. "

"When you look at the new gun, I'm afraid you've already thrown it away." Blacksmith w.a.n.g laughed as he reached for Ning Wufeng's spear. The moment he used his strength, his face turned pale.

What a heavy spear point! w.a.n.g Shouchuan was horrified. Judging from the way he swung the hammer, which weighed more than 300 pounds, he definitely had more than 1000 pounds of strength.

He took a deep breath, and a ball of spiritual light burst out from his hand. The power of the fourth level Qi Drawing Realm was revealed, and he once again reached out to grab the tip of the spear.

But this time the expression on his face was even more appalled. Spiritual energy flowed towards the tip of the spear like a torrent.

"Save …"

Before he could finish, Ning Wufeng noticed something strange and grabbed the speartip. Blacksmith w.a.n.g plopped down on the ground.

Just then, the little acolyte walked out with a silver spear in her hands and exclaimed, "Master, how did you end up like this?"

He put the silver spear aside and went to help blacksmith w.a.n.g. w.a.n.g Shouchuan waved his hand, panting heavily as he said, "Let me rest for a bit."

"Master w.a.n.g, what happened just now?" Ning Wufeng was also confused and asked in surprise.

"Such a big deal, he really does have inborn divine strength." Blacksmith w.a.n.g sincerely lamented. Ning Wufeng casually picked up the spear tip that he had tried so hard not to be able to even lift with all his might.

Ning Wufeng was completely befuddled by what he heard.

"Master, what's going on?" The young disciple asked doubtfully.

"The tip of this spear definitely weighs over ten thousand Jin." The blacksmith w.a.n.g said while pointing at the spear in Ning Wufeng's hand.

Ten thousand jin!

How could this be?

The young disciple also trotted over and said, "I'm afraid that Master is not fooling around. You can lift a heavy object that weighs over ten thousand jin with such a large scale? "

He walked over and took the spear tip from Ning Wufeng. The moment he touched it, he fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ning Wufeng reacted quickly and immediately retrieved the spearhead.

How could this be? Ning Wufeng was puzzled. Although this spearhead was heavy, it definitely didn't have the strength of ten thousand Jin. Looking at the Master and disciple pair of blacksmiths, they didn't look like they were faking it.

"Moreover, this spear tip can absorb a person's Spiritual Energy." After blacksmith w.a.n.g recovered after a while, he stood up and said, "For most of my life, I've never seen anything of silver or iron, but this is the first time I've seen such a strange spear tip."

He was still looking at the tip of the spear in Ning Wufeng's hand with lingering fear as he spoke.

"I wonder what kind of material Wufeng would like to use as the shaft of his spear." He stopped promoting his silver spear, which was comparable to a middle graded common weapon. He shook his head and said, "No, no, no. Such a magical spearhead naturally needs the best materials."

"Wufeng, just you wait. I'll be right back." With that, he picked up the silver spear leaning by the door and strode into the house.

Ning Wufeng was still examining the spear tip in his hand. Could it be that the spear tip was really that strange? But why didn't he feel it himself? Was it because she absorbed his blood?

A moment later, blacksmith w.a.n.g dragged a silver box out.

The youngest disciple immediately said, "Ah! Master, isn't this the precious piece of spiritual iron that the Old Ancestor left for you?"

Spirit Iron was a precious material used to forge Spirit Weapons. It was a treasure pa.s.sed down in w.a.n.g's ancestors. He had always shown it to everyone like a treasure that was not allowed to be touched by others. Every morning, he would burn incense and wors.h.i.+p it.

Today, he actually dragged it out with him. His little disciple looked as if he had seen a ghost.