Ao Qing's face was filled with disbelief.
When Yi Feng struck that hammer just now, weak sparks splashed out. Those sparks turned into dots of light in his eyes, scattering everywhere.
"Phew!"
What sparks were those?
It was simply the essence of martial arts!
Although he was a demon clan, his cultivation methods were different from humans, this kind of extraordinary thing could still bring him tremendous benefits.
Especially when those dots of light splashed onto his body, it was as if he was undergoing the baptism of martial arts.
At this moment, the injuries that hadn't healed for half a year were immediately restored by twenty percent.
"Boom!"
Another hammer struck down.
Sparks splattered out again, falling sporadically on Ao Qing's body, making him feel more comfortable all over.
The injuries were almost halfway healed now.
He looked at Yi Feng beside him. He looked ordinary, but for some reason, this figure was infinitely enlarged in Ao Qing's eyes. It was as if his whole body was radiating golden light, like a dazzling little sun.
"I see, I see now..."
Ao Qing spoke excitedly to himself as he looked at Yi Feng. Not only was the resentment gone from his gaze, he even shed touched tears.
"So the purpose of this human senior capturing me was to nurture me. The humiliation from before must have been to temper my state of mind."
"After all, Father has said more than once that I'm arrogant and conceited, a greenhouse flower that has never been tempered. This is also why he looks down on me."
"That's right, it must be!"
"Otherwise, how could he humiliate me while also restoring my injuries at the same time?"
Thinking of this, Ao Qing was filled with regret and shame.
After this senior saved him, not only did he painstakingly temper his state of mind, but also healed his injuries. Yet what did he do?
He was full of resentment towards this senior.
He was truly despicable, ungrateful.
The regret in his heart made him want to slap himself hard several times.
"I cannot disappoint my senior."
"Regret is useless, only effort will bring the greatest comfort to my senior!"
Determination filled Ao Qing's eyes as his limbs moved faster, stirring up a gust of wind.
"Good dog, not bad."
Seeing the vigorous flames in the furnace, Yi Feng praised him approvingly.
Indeed!
Not failing his senior's expectations was the best repayment.
Hearing Yi Feng's praise, Ao Qing was extremely excited. Thinking that his senior had gone through so much trouble for his sake, he no longer felt it was humiliating to help Yi Feng.
To receive guidance from such a senior, it was simply his honor.
Soon, the new kitchen knife Yi Feng made was finished.
Ao Qing's face was drenched in sweat, but he didn't care about the fatigue. His gaze fell on the still glowing kitchen knife.
"This knife..."
Just as Ao Qing spoke, Yi Feng looked at it satisfactorily and dipped it in water. When he took it out, Ao Qing gasped.
"This is an Imperial...no no..."
In the end, Ao Qing found that he couldn't even discern the grade of this kitchen knife, because it had exceeded his knowledge.
All he knew was that this was the highest quality divine weapon he had ever seen!
Phew!
How fortunate, to have witnessed the birth of such a divine weapon, and even contributed to its creation.
"Hahaha!"
"Father, one day you will discover that your son is no worse than your other sons!"
"If you knew that I assisted this senior in forging such a divine weapon, you would surely no longer look down on me!"
Thinking of this, Ao Qing looked at Yi Feng gratefully.
Noble one!
The wheel of fortune has finally turned to Ao Qing. If I can stay by this senior's side for some time, then...hehe!
Seeing the dog acting like it had rabies, Yi Feng rolled his eyes at it.
Although he didn't know its breed, it really looked like a husky.
Probably this world's version of a husky!
"Master, you have a guest." Zhong Qing walked in respectfully from the outer hall and said.
"Oh, they're here!"
Yi Feng nodded lightly, examining the newly forged kitchen knife. Then he walked out to the outer hall.
At the door stood a girl of seventeen or eighteen.
The girl was graceful and elegant, with delicate features. Although her clothes were ordinary, she was still an absolute beauty.
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