As everyone was watching, two people from Fu Minghui's side came onto the warship, each holding a three-foot square box.
When a general came to the Longya Empire and others, "This is the silk that is produced in Wu and Yue countries. It is a kind of silk made from the silk of rare white jade silkworms. It is dust-free."
Another one came to Xuanfeng Zhenren and said, "Senior, this was once the national treasure of the Wu Kingdom, a large tripod that suppressed the luck of the Wu Kingdom. Inside it is all the remaining national luck of the Wu Kingdom. But at the same time, because the Wu Kingdom was destroyed, there is still unimaginable resentment lingering in this national treasure. May I ask, senior, do you have the courage to take this treasure?"
Swish, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Chang Lin looked at Tornado Master, then at Fu Minghui. "Okay, Fu Minghui, remember this, this is my guest, you're showing off your power when you meet me."
Fu Minghui, however, smiled and looked at the warship and Master Xuanfeng with a bit of pride.
Is this a gift, a gift for meeting someone? The answer is yes - it is indeed a gift, and it is very precious. The former Wu Kingdom was vast, and its national artifacts were so precious that it was beyond description, not to mention that it also contained the final destiny of the Wu Kingdom.
National destiny is a very advanced type of destiny, which is definitely higher than the destiny of ordinary people, families, etc.
But was this just a show of force? The answer is yes - it was indeed a show of force! Because, just imagine how much resentment a country would have if it was destroyed. Especially when Wu was destroyed, and there was also the calculation of the Shang Kingdom, the resentment would be doubled.
However, whether it is the fate of a country or the resentment of a country, it is definitely a treasure. But the premise is that they must be separated. But now the two are not separated, but entangled together, entangled in the national artifact.
The most sacred and the most profane are mixed together.
But no matter what, this is a national treasure, a national treasure, and its preciousness cannot be measured by money. The national treasure of Wanli Country can be refined into a "spiritual treasure", a spiritual treasure that is more advanced than a magic weapon.
Xuanfeng Zhenren was also a little stunned. Didn't they say Fu Minghui was a good person? This bastard seemed to be "not as famous as he was in person".
Accepting it is equivalent to Xuanfeng Zhenren accepting the challenge - I can definitely refine this into a spiritual treasure. But if the refinement fails, it will be equivalent to slapping myself in the face.
If you don't accept it, it would be a show of force.
Xuanfeng Zhenren had never encountered such a difficult situation before. He had never touched such a national weapon before, so he had no confidence at all.
But at this moment, Master Xuanfeng gritted his teeth and accepted it. "Thank you, Governor Fu, for your generous gift. I'll take it!"
Fu Minghui smiled and clasped his fists: "As long as you like it, I'm glad. I wish you a safe journey."
"Goodbye." Chang Lin returned the greeting, then turned the boat around and continued heading north.
Master Xuanfeng opened the box on the deck and found a large bronze tripod with three legs and three ears, about two feet and seven inches long, with complicated inscriptions and runes on it. Inside the tripod there was the flow of the holy destiny of the country, but also an unsettling aura of resentment.
"Good things are good things, but they are also tricky good things. Whether it is a national weapon, a national destiny, or even a national curse, they are all truly good things. But wanting to completely separate these three things is also a 'good thing'." Master Xuanfeng really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.