Chapter 1703: Chapter 1703: Immortal King’s Chariot
The Little Kirin jumped off from it, raised its eyebrows and said, “I never thought sothing so ugly could be such a romantic wolf!”
The three-headed wolf demon shook its head, sighed, “Don’t be fooled by my appearance, actually I am a poet!”
“Get lost!”
The Little Kirin cursed with a smile, “I call you fat, and now you’re really starting to pant!”
The three-headed wolf demon collapsed on the ground in despair, “What joy is there in life, and what sorrow in death, my master is dead, you might as well kill with joy! My wolf skin is worth so money, if possible, sell it and erect a tombstone for ; just carve four words on it.”
“Which four words?”
Little Xuan foolishly believed its nonsense.
The three-headed wolf said sorrowfully, “A poet!”
The Little Kirin couldn’t stand it, kicked its head, flipping its mouth upwards.
“Can anyone help? Does a Kirin have to be this brutal? Is this what a three-year-old should do? Is there no justice left?”
The three-headed wolf’s other head whimpered, one head slanted, while one mouth bled profusely.
“Truly miserable.”
Little Xuan laughed foolishly, taking a sip of the Ice-Fire Liquor.
Long Fei chuckled lightly at it, “The departed is gone, you don’t have to fake cry here. If you promise to switch masters, you can survive. Being with us is no worse than being by the Crown Prince’s side. By chance, you might even have hope to beco an Immortal. If you want to be a poet, I can fulfill your wish instantly, it’s just a knife away, doesn’t take effort.”
The three heads of the wolf exchanged glances, without hesitation, it imdiately shouted, “Don’t, I was just joking, trying to lighten the mood! Who wants to die when they can live?”
The Little Kirin rolled its eyes at it and said, “Spineless, I thought you were a man!”
The three-headed wolf whimpered, “Great Kirin, I’m not of Divine Clan blood, I’m born extraordinary. I just ca from the mountains, born without parents’ care. To live is good enough, what personality can I pursue?”
“It’s not easy!”
Little Xuan Turtle was moved and spoke up for it.
“Expose your Divine Sea, I’ll help you remove the Crown Prince’s Spiritual Imprint!”
Long Fei raised a hand and shot out three drops of fresh blood, hitting the three-headed wolf’s forehead.
The three-headed wolf obediently exposed itself, feeling a figure erging in its Divine Sea, raising a hand and removing the old Crown Prince’s imprint.
The Crown Prince is dead; this Spiritual Imprint beca a puppet, standing still without movent, and was extinguished with a raised hand.
The body of the three-headed wolf was enveloped by Essential Qi, feeling that these drops of blood contained such powerful vitality.
Its body was smashed to pulp by the Little Kirin, but in a blink, it was restored piece by piece by this vitality.
Its crooked head moved, attempting to climb from the ground, excitedly howling, “My God! What kind of blood is this? Immortal blood?”
It stared at Long Fei, eyes turning red, wishing it could drink two more mouthfuls.
Long Fei waved his hand, slapping its three heads sideways from a distance.
It yelped, retreating in pain, lowering its head instantly.
Long Fei took out a fire-colored vine, handed it to the Little Kirin saying, “This is the Vermilion Bird Clan’s Red Fla Gourd Vine, you will keep it from now on. This three-headed wolf is wild, hit it a few tis, let it learn a lesson.”
“Alright!”
The Little Kirin took the Crimson Fla Vine, grinning broadly, turning to give the three-headed wolf a smug expression.
The three-headed wolf collapsed to the ground, whining, “Wolf abuse! No justice! What did I, a dignified great poet, ever do to deserve this?”
Lin Yingying shook her head with a smile, feeling that the animals around Long Fei were all sowhat abnormal.
She got up and inspected the chariot nearby; it was ancient, like sothing used by emperors in TV shows.
Standing five or six ters tall, covered in sword marks, arrow punctures, and claw tears.
The wood, of unknown type, had rubber-like elasticity on the tires.
The chariot was inscribed with Mystic Patterns.
Touching it brought a chill of killing intent and a heavy sense of past history.
The Little Kirin dismissively said, “This junk, all ancient stuff, how can it compare to our family’s off-roader?”
“That’s right!”
Little Xuan snickered foolishly.
Having been in the passenger seat for a spin earlier, it preferred the modern Jeep to this wooden chariot.
The three-headed wolf couldn’t help but shout, “Divine Clan youngsters, this chariot was once the Immortal King’s ride; it’s hard to find another alike!”
“Immortal King?”
The Little Kirin raised its eyebrows, exchanged glances with Long Fei, and shouted at the three-headed wolf, “You wolf demon, not a single honest word from your mouth. The Immortal King’s ride looks like this? Was his family a junk collector?”
The three-headed wolf was speechless, “The Crown Prince had it tested; indeed, it was the ride of the ancient Immortal King. Don’t be fooled by its wooden fra; it’s impervious to water and fire, can’t be cut by swords or knife, nor burned by flas. In critical monts, it doesn’t need to pull, and can run at a speed as swift as light.”
Long Fei pondered, recalling how the Crown Prince was once trapped on the Snowy Plains by nurous experts, seemingly escaping by this chariot.
The Little Kirin was skeptical and got up, “I don’t believe it, I can smash this thing into pieces with one punch.”
The three-headed wolf, fearing responsibility, urgently shouted, “Don’t, it’s not on if it’s smashed, I was just giving an example.”
Long Fei laughed and commanded, “Kirin, you can try. If you really smash it, just treat it as kindling.”
“Orders received!”
The Little Kirin rubbed its fists, wiped its mouth, and ran over, shouting at Lin Yingying, “Mother, step back, in case this thing breaks and hits you.”
Lin Yingying laughed and backed away, curious to see what makes the chariot exceptional.
If it can’t withstand the Little Kirin’s punch, it’s aningless to sit in.
The Kirin Dharma Laksana revealed itself on the Little Kirin’s body, roaring in the air, asuring ten ters.
He stepped forward, leaving a footprint on the ground with a thud, throwing a heavy punch towards the chariot.
The force of the Kirin Arm was astonishing, causing the Void to tremble suddenly, smashing into the chariot with a loud boom.
The Mystic Patterns on the chariot, struck heavily, seed to co alive, glowing instantly, casting a celestial light around the chariot.
The whole vehicle shook violently, yet showed no reaction, effortlessly dispersing the force.
The three-headed wolf swallowed, thinking that punch would surely smash its belly if aid at it.
The Immortal King’s chariot was indeed extraordinary.
Long Fei also frowned, feeling unexpectedly surprised, using spiritual power to examine the chariot.
There was no Spiritual Imprint on it; yet the Mystic Patterns could activate automatically, truly unusual.
The Little Kirin tried smashing it with several punches, eventually exhausted, conceding defeat to this “broken chariot”!
He sat across from Long Fei, shrugging his small shoulders, “I can’t do it, I admit defeat!”
Lin Yingying sat on it happily and exclaid, “Passed inspection, this gift, the lady reluctantly accepts it!”
Their mother-son duo played along, seeming as if Long Fei had to gift it to them.
The three-headed wolf rolled its eyes, thinking the family was all abnormal, why make such a fuss over a chariot?
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