Based on Mr Lu's current understanding of President Bai, he was a person with a very strong self-healing ability, and had created his own self-healing technique.
To be honest, even Wang Ling was a little surprised.
After all, in terms of self-healing, apart from himself, Wang Ling felt that no one in the human world and the demon world who could surpass the Tree clan in terms of self-healing abilities could be mentioned in the same breath as them. And the most important thing was that Wang Ling felt that there was actually no one who could hurt him, so the truth was that he hadn't had a chance to use his self-healing ability yet.
His primordial qi had a powerful self-healing attribute to begin with, and he could heal even the slightest scratch on his skin at the speed of light.
Now that a person with a strong self-healing ability had suddenly popped up, Wang Ling felt that in some sense, this person was also a talent!
There was now the old devil the mage, Cheng Yu the Master of Immortal Mansion the archer, Evil Sword God the melee expert, and Jiang Liuyue the Master of Shadow Stream who had been isolated. Although she wasn't as strong as the others, in any case, she was still an assassin. If this President Bai could be caught and this "wet nurse" was sent to prison, they would have a complete team battle lineup!
Wang Ling sighed deeply in his heart; he actually felt a little tired.
He felt that he had already sent a lot of people to prison in less than half a semester, and all of them were big shots. The point was that even so, his life still wasn't peaceful.
At that moment, Wang Ling unrealistically thought that if things continued at this rate, Songhai First Prison would be overcrowded by the year he graduated from high school.
Right now, it was just a team battle lineup … by the year he graduated, the total number of people he caught would probably be enough to form an army.
This President Bai was a little amazing!
But …
He definitely couldn't beat shifu!
But …
He definitely couldn't beat Wang Ling!
After listening to Mr Lu's explanation, Odd Zhuo and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal thought it over in their hearts. It was as if they had discussed it beforehand, and they spoke in perfect unison.
Odd Zhuo was in charge of the questioning, while Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal took notes. This was Mr Lu's first piece of evidence as the informant, and was also an important reference for his future sentence reduction. Mr Lu had been instigated by President Bai to do a lot of wrong things over the years. It could be said that he had taken the side of a tyrant and helped President Bai engage in the illegal trade of spirit beasts in secret. There was no way he could escape this.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal would later arrange for Mr Lu to follow Song Qingshu to atone for his crimes as a "formaldehyde purifier" for a period of time.
However, a mistake was a mistake!
There was no way to escape punishment.
The only thing they did was to reduce the punishment.
According to the latest Anti-Spirit Killing Law, even if it was a lighter punishment, the minimum sentence would still be five years. Exoneration is almost impossible. Of course, if Mr Lu hadn't taken the initiative to confess his crime and become a witness, he might have been convicted as President Bai's accomplice and directly locked up for two hundred years.
Five years was neither a long nor a short time, but for the Tree Tribe, which had a long lifespan, perhaps it was just a snap of Mister Lu's fingers.
Moreover, if they really sent Mr. Lu to prison, Mr. Lu might very well have his sentence reduced because of his outstanding performance in cleaning the prison's air.
Odd Zhuo stared at Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's notes and wrote down everything Mr Lu had said word for word. This was the first time he had seen Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's handwriting, and he felt that given the latter's lively and jumpy personality, this handwriting was a little too beautiful.
It was said that a person's handwriting was like a person's, but Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's handwriting didn't give off that kind of vivacity at all. Each word was beautiful, neat and dignified, as if it had been printed, and Odd Zhuo was a little dazed when he read it.
Looking at the notes, he suddenly noticed a key point in the notes, and he hurriedly raised his head to look at Mr Lu. "Can Mr Lu explain the origin of that black magic umbrella?"
Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's expressions also turned slightly serious at this question.
The country had always had very strict control over spatial magic treasures. Currently, most of the spatial magic treasures sold in the magic treasure trade market were used for storage. It was impossible for them to have the powerful ability to instantly open a barrier and teleport. But according to Mr Lu's previous explanation, this black magic umbrella's origin was clearly very unusual.
It had the ability to teleport and open up a barrier; its grade even surpassed that of the Purple Gold Gourd which Immortal Zhenyuan had developed back then.
Mr Lu thought for a bit before saying, "Although this old man was only helping Bai Zhe hold the umbrella before, this old man has personally felt the power that surged out from it. This umbrella is at the very least a first-class holy weapon, and it's very likely to be a quasi-divine weapon … its origin is extraordinary. "
A quasi-divine weapon?
Everyone at the scene was slightly taken aback.
Divine artifacts were absolutely forbidden. They were existences equivalent to the national treasures of a country. If a country had one or two divine artifacts, it would already have a considerable deterrent force. It would even have a strong say in the international arena. However, divine weapons couldn't be created; they were special products born of nature.
At present, the most powerful magical equipment that could be created by human cultivators that was comparable to divine equipment was the world-defying magical equipment.
Quasi-divine weapons, which were inferior to divine weapons, also couldn't be created. But their true power was a notch below that of a divine weapon.
Even if they were a notch below a true divine weapon, they were still a lot more powerful than a first-class holy weapon!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal cupped his chin as he pondered.
He was the one who had notified everyone on the magic weapon ranking list. If this small black umbrella really was a first-class holy weapon or something close to a quasi-divine weapon, there was no way that it wouldn't be recorded on the international ranking list.
"This person actually dares to use this kind of strictly restricted magic weapon in public, he's got guts!" Odd Zhuo tsked. "Shifu, Senior Immortal and Brother Little Silver, do you have any thoughts on the origin of this black magic umbrella?"
The truth was that Odd Zhuo really didn't know much about this. After all, his experience was limited, and he had just graduated from university and started working not long ago. Even if he had taken the blame a few times and gained some popularity and prestige, he definitely wasn't as experienced as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
After all, this Great Death-Courting Senior ran such a large cultivation forum and received all kinds of the latest gossip at every moment of the day, so it was only natural that he had a lot of experience.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal crossed his arms and racked his brains for a while. Then, as if remembering something, he abruptly raised his head. "It's the Wuji Umbrella!"
"What?!"
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