Chapter 680
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Chapter 680
Emperor Vein
"Old Ancestor, don't worry. I will repay what Ancestor Feng Ni owes the Feng Clan!"
Fenghao raised his head. His voice was sonorous and his words were firm!
In just a few thousand years, the Feng Clan had fallen from the number one clan in the Imperial City to the bottom. It could be said that it was caused by his ancestor, Feng Ni.
To restore the glory of the Feng Clan and clear the name of his ancestor was the responsibility and mission of a descendant!
"Good! Good! "
Feng Heng's old eyes were filled with tears as he repeatedly cheered and helped Feng Hao up.
He believed that Feng Hao had this ability because this young man in front of him was an existence that had conquered two forbidden grounds!
Just based on this point, he was qualified to say this!
Because he had done something that only an Extreme Supreme Emperor could do!
"That's right, Emperor Weapon."
As if he had thought of something, Feng Heng's body trembled again. His eyes trembled as he asked with an excited expression, "How did you do it?!"
"What?"
Feng Hao was startled and didn't understand.
"Emperor Weapon, how did you do it?!"
The old man's breathing became a little hurried as he tightly grabbed onto Feng Hao's arm and kept asking questions. However, because of his excitement, he couldn't speak clearly. As a result, Feng Hao didn't understand what he was trying to say.
"Emperor Weapon, how did you pick it up?"
The old man took a few deep breaths and calmed down the excitement in his heart. He asked with a slightly trembling voice.
"It was Thirteen who told me that I could pick it up after dripping my blood."
Feng Hao said weakly as if he was afraid that he had done something wrong again and pushed the responsibility to Thirteen.
Indeed, it was Thirteen who taught him to do this.
"You mean, you dripped your blood on the Emperor Weapon and recognized it as its master?!"
The old man's eyes widened and his voice unconsciously rose.
"Uh … Back then in the Thunder Region, Thirteen said that I had to drip my blood to pick it up. That's why I dripped my blood to recognize it as its master."
Feng Hao was startled. He opened his mouth to explain but his voice became weaker and weaker. He was puzzled in his heart. What did he do wrong?
"You! … "
Feng Heng's expression became excited again. His chest heaved up and down uncontrollably. Looking at Feng Hao, his eyes were filled with ecstasy. "Do you know that only those with the Emperor Bloodline can drip a drop of blood on an Emperor Weapon to recognize it as its master?!
"What? Someone from the Imperial bloodline? "
Feng Hao was also stunned, and was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he murmured excitedly, "Does that mean that my body contains an Imperial Vein?"
"That's right!"
Feng Heng took a deep breath and nodded his head with certainty. The excitement in his eyes did not dissipate.
Monarch Weapons only recognized people with Monarch Bloodline!
This was common knowledge to all of the Imperial Clans. The power of an Imperial Armament could only be activated by the power of the Imperial Bloodline. If one did not possess the Imperial Bloodline, not to mention unleashing the power of an Imperial Armament, they would not even be able to pick it up.
The arrogance of a Monarch Armament surpassed everyone's imagination. Even a Saint would not be able to use a Monarch Armament even if they used their great power to move it. On the contrary, their power would greatly decrease because they used the Monarch Armament.
Therefore, after Feng Heng regained his senses and saw that Feng Hao had actually summoned the Monarch Armament, he was so excited that he became incoherent.
Because, without a doubt, this meant that Feng Hao was also someone with the Emperor's bloodline!
"Could this be the will of the heavens? The heavens let the ancestors of the Feng Clan take the Monarch Armament and leave. After a few thousand years, they sent back the Monarch Armament and a person with the Emperor's bloodline … "
The old man's expression was somewhat confused as he murmured, "Could it be that the heavens purposely let the Feng Clan suffer a calamity and then rise from the ashes?"
Was this really a shocking coincidence? Was this really the will of the heavens?
No one could answer this question for him.
However, there was one thing that he knew. The return of the Monarch Armament and the addition of another person with the Emperor's bloodline meant that the Feng Clan was about to achieve glory again!
As for Feng Hao, he was both excited and at a loss.
In the short span of a few months, this was the second time he was hit by a pie in the head. No, strictly speaking, it was the third time!
The inheritance of Heaven Battling, the dark blue energy, and the Emperor's bloodline!
Every single one of them could become a peerless expert. With just one of them, one could stand at the peak. However, in the short span of a few months, he had obtained three of them!
For a moment, he was so overwhelmed by joy that he could not react in time.
"Haha! … "
Feng Heng laughed out loud in a carefree manner.
Amidst the laughter, Feng Hao heard relief.
Yes, he was free. The people of this branch were free from now on!
The Monarch Armament had returned to the clan. The person with the Emperor's bloodline had returned to the clan!
The only thing that this branch owed to the Feng Clan was the prosperous Feng Clan.
Feng Hao clenched his fists as his eyes filled with determination.
He believed that he had the ability to push the Feng Clan to the peak once again!
"Haha! … "
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and laughed from the bottom of their hearts!
"That's right, where did your Qi Flower and Qi Leaf come from?"
After the initial excitement, Feng Heng remembered the question he'd wanted to ask the most.
Though he'd been guessing, he'd never been able to confirm it. Thus, he couldn't help but worry.
After all, that was a forbidden area where saints were buried. For a youth like him to achieve such a feat was nothing short of a fantasy!
"Qi Flower and Qi Leaf?"
Feng Hao blinked, then understood when he saw the old man's expectant expression.
With his ancestor overseeing the Nephrite Martial Auction House, he naturally had to keep an eye on such an important sacred item. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep those crazy old fogies in check.
"I plucked them from the forbidden area."
There was no need to hide this from his ancestor. Feng Hao told him the truth.
"Gasp! … "
Feng Heng involuntarily inhaled a breath of cold air as he listened to Feng Hao's ordinary words.
What a fellow, one of the forbidden areas of the continent. Was he treating the forbidden area as if it was his own backyard? His relaxed tone made the old man tremble from the bottom of his heart.
"How did you do it?"
Feng Heng asked after taking another deep breath.
"Just like that, then I walked in …"
Feng Hao's nonchalance made the old man's mouth twitch again.
Swoosh!
Feng Hao pulled out the tiny ball hidden in his tattered clothes and began his explanation. "Actually, after entering the forbidden area's core, I couldn't climb that flat mountain either. It was this fellow who plucked the sacred items."
Thinking back, he was still a little scared. He'd been too rash back then.
"It was plucked?"
Feng Heng's eyes widened as he stared at the round ball in Feng Hao's hand.
How could such a tiny thing, without the slightest ripple of energy, enter the forbidden area?
The old man's first reaction was disbelief. But when he saw Feng Hao's serious expression, he turned his attention back to the ball.
Though he didn't want to believe it, it seemed to be the truth.
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