Chapter 333: Chapter 282: The Great Devil
Du Chengfeng really wanted to keep fighting.
Even though, as a pacifist, a person who values a peaceful life, he wasn’t the kind to relish battle, but as a warrior and martial artist, if given a chance to spar, he wouldn’t refuse.
Especially in the current situation, he’d already warmed up and was ready to go all out, only for the match to be canceled because the opponent was too weak. Then who was this warm-up for? Was he just entertaining himself?
"Come on, hurry up."
Handing over the staff, Du Chengfeng urged the elderly Sho tribesman in front of him.
"Quickly, I can’t wait any longer. Didn’t you just want to use this? Go ahead, hit me with it."
"..."
Gripping the ordinary-looking staff with both hands, the Sho elder was speechless.
The old Sho man couldn’t speak, and this made Du Chengfeng even more anxious. Seeing the other party still making no move to attack, Du Chengfeng simply stepped forward again, pressing the staff against his own chest.
"Can’t you hit me? Come on, hit me here, you... hey."
Seeing the old Sho man still unmoving, Du Chengfeng sighed.
"Well, maybe it wouldn’t be fair to hit like this. How about I let you use one hand?"
Saying this, Du Chengfeng picked up the dagger he had just thrown away and then stabbed it into his right palm.
Du Chengfeng wasn’t left-handed; his right hand was his dominant hand. Now, by voluntarily disabling a dominant hand to accept a fight, it showed considerable sincerity.
But Du Chengfeng hadn’t been able to get the fight he wanted.
After he voluntarily disabled his right hand, the Sho elder, instead, kneeled on the spot.
"I, I, I..."
At first, it might have just been the common phenomenon of weak knees since most creatures tend to go limp and powerless in the face of extreme danger. But after kneeling, the Sho elder seemed to realize something and began kowtowing hastily.
Throughout the process, the Sho elder’s gaze never dared to lift, not even a glance.
"I am willing to be your most faithful servant!"
"...Huh?"
Du Chengfeng thought he had misheard.
But clearly, he hadn’t misheard at all, as the Sho elder, still kneeling, shuffled two steps forward, about to hold onto his feet and lick his shoes.
"Whoa!"
Startled, Du Chengfeng kicked the old Sho man away.
Though possibly seen as a demonstration of humble loyalty by the Sho elder, for Du Chengfeng, having one’s feet licked was somewhat repulsive—luckily, when he saw the grotesque appearance of the deformed Angel earlier, he’d already emptied his stomach contents; otherwise, he might have thrown up all over the elder now.
"My appetite hasn’t been good recently, maybe due to some acid reflux."
Taking a deep breath, Du Chengfeng suppressed the urge to vomit and resolved to try nurturing a few doctors in Forget Sorrow Village later.
However, even in this distracted moment, the elder once again crawled over.
Not walked, but crawled. Perhaps the moment he knelt, the Sho elder completely abandoned something, and that determination and fervor shifted to Du Chengfeng—and yet Du Chengfeng just couldn’t bear such a treatment; being gazed at with feverish eyes by an old man with a face full of wrinkles was far creepier to him than that grotesque Angel from before.
"Great Devil! I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you!"
This time, the crawling elder brought two objects over.
One was naturally the staff, and the other was the sling that had pierced through Du Chengfeng’s right hand earlier. Clearly, they were both fine treasures, and no matter how much Du Chengfeng disliked the old man, he couldn’t help but glance at them.
And this attention was caught keenly by the Sho elder.
"This is the sacred staff of the Seasplitting Ancestor, who once prayed to a deity... that heretic, prayed to that heretic for divine power, and this staff is a branch of that staff..."
Under the furious gaze of the Sho people, the Sho elder began introducing the treasures.
"...Huh? Branch?"
Upon hearing it was a knock-off, Du Chengfeng immediately lost interest.
"This is it?"
"Great Devil! Please don’t be angry!"
The Sho elder quickly offered the sling.
"Although the sacred staff is just a branch, it holds great power. As for this sling, it is a divine weapon passed down over the years. Back then, a chosen... a heretic ancestor once used this sling to slay the giant Goliath with one strike."
"Oh, I see."
Du Chengfeng thought for a moment, then accepted the two divine weapons.
The sling was surely a good thing; it caught him off guard unexpectedly, and not even he could completely react in time, whereas the staff could serve as an additional piece; there were quite a number of old folks in Forget Sorrow Village who needed a cane, so it would make a fine souvenir to take back.
"Then I’ll accept it."
"Great Devil, I sincerely praise you!"
Seeing that the terrifying devil actually accepted the two divine weapons, the Sho elder was overjoyed.
If the other party took nothing, he might die here today, but since the other had accepted, it meant the matter was settled—no matter how resistant they had been before, they still accepted his offering?
By accepting his offering, it symbolized accepting his faith; from now on he was the most sincere...
"Get lost!"
Just as the Sho elder bowed down again, ready to express his humility and loyalty by kissing his toes, he was kicked away once more.
"Disgusting!"
Spitting on the ground, Du Chengfeng raised his large sword in anger.
Indeed, he had just accepted two treasures, but so what? Accepting things didn’t mean he consented to foot-licking. Why was this old man so obsessed with it?
Maybe it would be better to simply kill him, this old man was indeed quite disgusting.
"But really, should I kill?"
Looking at the Sho elder who had been kicked far away, and the Sho people with their wide noses and deep eyes, Du Chengfeng’s raised sword hovered in the air.
Killing seemed too cruel, after all. He was a pacifist, a person who valued peaceful living, so how could he kill willy-nilly?
"Oh yeah."
Smacking his head, Du Chengfeng suddenly remembered.
Since moving here, he hadn’t really done any good deeds yet.
So what’s the local character of this region again?
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