Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 467 - 260 talismans for a hundred million, honest and fair to both young and old, our Daoist sect values fate! (Please subscribe! Vote for monthly tickets!)
Chapter 467: 260 talismans for a hundred million, honest and fair to both young and old, our Daoist sect values fate! (Please subscribe! Vote for monthly tickets!)
Not only had the live-streaming audience never seen such a variety of bird, but even the celebrities present at the scene hadn’t either.
Because this bird was simply too beautiful.
Its body was covered in golden feathers that looked as though they were cast from steel, and it boasted a massive physique—standing there, it was almost as tall as an adult man.
The bird exuded a noble and gallant demeanor.
Before this golden giant, all other fierce birds of prey and ornamental birds on Blue Star paled in comparison—they were mere children.
In addition to being a celebrity, Teacher Huang also had the hobby of keeping ornamental fish and birds, and he was quite an expert.
At that moment, looking at the golden giant, he was absolutely infatuated.
Teacher Huang couldn’t help saying, "I adore this bird, it’s just too bad that I can’t afford it!"
A bird that could not only be admired but also fight—who wouldn’t like it?
To be able to grab a Fur Zombie in its talons and hoist it into the sky as if it were slaughtering a chicken—the bird’s combat ability was off the charts.
If Teacher Huang could keep one, he would wake up laughing from his dreams.
But he knew it was impossible.
He couldn’t afford this bird, nor could he raise it.
Such a Divine Bird wasn’t something ordinary people could covet.
At that moment, the Golden Winged Great Peng looked down upon the Fur Zombie inside the deep pit.
This Fur Zombie had been thrown down from the sky by a golden giant, its legs broken.
It too was feeling utterly aggrieved.
The more it thought about it, the angrier it got and, consumed with rage, the Fur Zombie decided to make one last stand.
Seizing the moment while the golden giant was not paying attention,
the Fur Zombie transformed into a streak of black light and surged upwards.
Its hands turned into claws, aiming to snap the wings of the golden giant bird.
Fur Zombie: You feathery bastard, think you can fly? I’ll break your wings and see how you fly then!
We die together today!
Watching the Fur Zombie suddenly charge, the Golden Winged Great Peng’s eyes clearly showed utter disdain.
It wasn’t underestimating the Fur Zombie,
it simply didn’t regard this zombie as worthy of attention.
After all, it was just a puny zombie—this bird was a Divine Beast!
The Divine Beast, Golden Winged Great Peng!
Its feathers were as tough as copper cast iron, even though it was still immature.
But its physical resilience was not something a mere Fur Zombie could match.
The Fur Zombie thought it could ambush it?
Trying to pull a scam, huh?
The Golden Winged Great Peng let it grab onto one pair of its golden wings.
Golden Winged Great Peng: You little creature, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance, break it! Today, the Peng Lord will let you try, give it your all! See if you can break my wings!
The Fur Zombie exerted all its strength,
but it was in vain; it could not budge them at all.
The wings of the Golden Winged Great Peng were too hard.
In its life, the Fur Zombie had never encountered a bird so resilient.
It even tried to take a bite.
But after biting down, the Fur Zombie realized its bite was like chomping on a piece of fine iron.
Its zombie teeth broke, yet the Golden Winged Great Peng’s feathers remained as pristine as ever.
Not even a tooth mark was left behind.
The Fur Zombie despaired.
This was way too absurd!
What kind of bird was this?
You call this thing a bird?
In an instant, the Fur Zombie felt the world was full of malice towards it.
The Golden Winged Great Peng looked upon the despairing expression of the Fur Zombie.
It simply fanned its wings once,
and a surge of golden energy washed over the Fur Zombie, instantly shredding it to pieces with a stroke.
Dead beyond dead!
Watching this bird effortlessly annihilate the Fur Zombie,
The audience in the live stream was stunned:
To have such an awesome bird even just beside the Heavenly Master.
Outrageous!
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The battle between the Golden Winged Great Peng and the Fur Zombie wasn’t the focus of concern for the golden-clad Qin Hao. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
He didn’t need to watch to know the outcome:
Not to mention one Fur Zombie, even a hundred or a thousand would be no match for the Divine Beast, Golden Winged Great Peng.
No matter how strong a zombie, it couldn’t cause trouble for a top-tier Divine Beast!
The victory of the Golden Winged Great Peng was expected by Qin Hao.
At the moment, he had healed the old Taoist,
and then glanced at the remnants of the Fur Zombie that had been shredded to bits.
Qin Hao shook his head: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, too bloody. Couldn’t you take it somewhere else to kill it?"
Such a pile of zombie flesh laying there was disgusting to Qin Hao.
With a flick of his finger, he sent a golden flame onto the zombie remains.
In the blink of an eye, he had burnt the flesh to nothingness:
If it must be dealt with, do it thoroughly!
After burning the remains of the participating zombies,
Qin Hao walked towards the production crew.
He checked on Quan Zhixian’s injuries.
Quan Zhixian’s Korean manager anxiously inquired, "How is it? Will there be a problem?"
Quan Zhixian was a top-tier Korean celebrity,
one of those at the pinnacle of the pyramid.
And not just in Korea, but she also had a high profile in Dragon Country.
She was the company’s cash cow, so if Quan Zhixian was okay, that was fine.
But if there was a problem, the manager would be the first one in trouble.
So, the manager was very nervous.
Qin Hao said, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, it’s not serious, she just had a bit of blood sucked by a zombie. After forcing out the poisoned blood, just attaching a Healing Charm will do the trick."
The manager nodded and exhaled in relief, "It’s good that she’s okay."
But after a while, the atmosphere at the scene turned awkward.
The manager and the production crew were waiting for the Heavenly Master to heal her,
but Qin Hao stood still, showing no intention of performing the rescue.
The manager asked, "What’s wrong? Great man, quickly save our Zhixian!"
The manager looked bewildered.
Wasn’t it you who said to force out the poisoned blood? And then put on a talisman?
Why are you not moving now?
Qin Hao said, "The consultation fee is one hundred thousand, detoxification costs five million, a Healing Charm is ten million. Scan to pay first before treatment; fair to all ages."
Upon hearing this, both the manager and the production crew were stunned.
The Korean manager was taken aback.
Uh...
"You’re charging for this?" the manager expressed his incomprehension.
