C82 (1/2)
Seeing Murong Batian's unquestionable tone, Jiang Liu'er knew that he had to tell them everything that had happened today. She took a deep breath and slowly started talking.
”Then let's get straight to the point. Actually, I've only recently come into contact with a few things like this. If I'm not wrong, the things you said just now should be exactly the same as what I know. There's something special about this antique, something that can be seen by someone with a special ability.”
”Air currents …”
Murong Batian thought for a while, and repeated the word, nodding his head, ”I really want to hear that word, keep going.”
This kind of airflow is actually divided into different levels. Ordinary conditions are the state of the gas, floating in the air, while slightly higher levels are the state of the lines. The thicker and better quality air is the state of crystallization, which is very similar to some aspects of physics.
Jiang Liu'er thought for a moment before continuing.
”The flow of air is also divided into different colors according to their quality. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, cyan, blue, purple, white and black are the two extremes …”
”So you're saying that the Heavenly Son Sword in my hand also has some air currents, but what does this have to do with affecting my body?”
Don't be anxious, there is indeed a stream of air on the Heavenly Son Sword, and it is also red in color. The grade and quality of the air current is also not bad, but because of the red color on the Heavenly Son Sword, red in the air can be said to be an ominous color. This kind of blood is born with an ominous color.
Murong Batian nodded his head. No wonder it was normal at the beginning, but after that, he felt that something was wrong.
Jiang Liu'er looked at Murong Batian's lonely look and felt a bit of guilt in her heart. After all, this guy was already at the old man's age. He should be full of children and should be happy.
In the end, this situation had something to do with Jiang Liu'er. He was the one who chose the Heavenly Son Sword as a present for Murong Batian, so he felt a little guilty.
”I knew it. No wonder that guy kept asking me to buy these antiques. So he did it for this strange energy flow. However, I didn't lose anything because of this. On the contrary, he had made a profit for me because of these antiques.”
You should have played this game before, right? This is equivalent to absorbing the energy, and then you will be able to accumulate a certain amount of experience for yourself, when you reach a certain level, when the experience is full, your character will naturally level up, and there will be new skills appearing. After that, you can go hunt higher level wild monsters, obtain more experience, and then level up again.
”That's right, that's right, that's right. I spent a lot of money to buy it, and through business, I earned and he earned. That's the reason. No wonder he stayed by my side all this time, and it's also because of my wealth.”
”That's right, for an antique, without money, it's impossible to continue playing. Moreover, his current ability is definitely not something that can be satisfied with a small amount of money. It's like gambling. The more you gamble, the bigger it becomes.”
”In other words, the more he absorbs, the worse it will be?”
Jiang Liu'er nodded her head, how could he have forgotten that when he was just strong enough, he had absorbed too much air flow in one breath, causing him to faint. Although he was weak at that time, this kind of method was definitely the same, no matter how strong he was, he would always meet people from the Heaven realm, and no one was an exception.
”Then can I use this to restrain that guy?”
”Mister Murong, this kind of cooperation is a mutual wish. Moreover, since you're earning money, he can also absorb air currents. It won't do you any harm, right?”
Murong Batian shook his head, ”That's what I said, but the reality is different. What I have is far less than what you've seen, and also, he's always using some methods to restrain me. I'm a businessman, what I have now are things that I fought back with a drop of sweat and a drop of blood.
What Murong Batian didn't want to say was, no matter how much he disagreed with Murong Xuan, Murong Xuan was still his own son. How could he be so cold-blooded and just ignore Murong Xuan?
If he could do it, he wouldn't have to worry so much. But the problem was, Murong Xuan was his weakness, and those people would definitely seize him and use him as a bargaining chip. Things wouldn't be as simple as that.
”I've told that brat Murong Xuan a long time ago, but this kid is really …” ”Ai …” ”No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless I am, he is still my son. No matter how fierce I say things, he is still my son, I cannot just sit by and watch as my son makes a mistake.” Murong Batian sighed heavily, ”No matter how cold-blooded and emotionless I am, he is still my son, no matter how hard I say things, he is still my son, I cannot just watch as my son make a mistake.