Chapter 12 – Qi Yuan’s Scales
“Hiss ……”
After the man in a black cloak finished speaking, a huge silkworm about three meters long wriggled, slowly approached them, and bent down like a bus arriving at the station.
“You see, they’re friendly.” Qi Yuan patted the insect’s wet skin, then hugged the waist of the man in a black cloak and sent him to the back of the silkworm.
Fan Xiao also climbed up- he has to say that the silkworm king was big enough, and the top was quite flat, it was this touch that made him difficult to adapt for a long time.
As soon as the four of them sat down, the silkworm king began to squirm forward, and every link in his body gushed. Fan Xiao turned on the strong flashlight, saw the surrounding environment clearly, and couldn’t help but be amazed. The woods were full of giant silkworms, but they were in order, never attacking each other, and even knew not to nibble on the newly sprouted shoots on the ground.
Above their heads were layers of silk nets, thick and tight, like a continuous castle in the air, and the scale was quite remarkable. The silk webs are filled with mutated giant insects and birds, most of which have been eaten to the point that only empty shells remain, and it appears that they are the main ratio of the giant silkworms. Fan Xiao was a little afraid, fortunately, they stopped in time just now, even if the fighter didn’t fall into such a net, he was afraid that they would not be able to escape.
The perennial sun-insulated ground is damp and shady, filled with a smell of decay, and huge oval cocoons hang down from the sky and sway slightly in the wind. Ten minutes later, there was a bright light in front of him, and dozens of lights illuminated a strange scenery together, Fan Xiao fixed his eyes to see that it was a cathedral-like building made entirely of silk. It was a ten-story building tall and tower-like at the top, with a twisted structure that was not symmetrical and full of breathable holes.
The exterior of this silk palace was also covered with the corpses of strange beasts, most of which had turned into white bones, like a pompous armor covering the white silk. Many huge silkworms were lying on the corpses of mutant beasts as if they were laying eggs, and some black larvae were crawling everywhere, Fan Xiao quickly lowered his head after taking a look, feeling that the sight value of eight lifetimes was about to fall off.
They got off the giant silkworm, stepped on a dry silkworm sand, and stepped into the strange palace. During this period, Qi Yuan also found something similar to a door and knocked politely three times before entering.
At first glance, Fan Xiao saw an indescribable thing in the center of the palace. She is about 10 meters tall, and her entire lower body is that of a silkworm but from the waist to the chest was more like a silk moth, with pale yellow fluff and two pairs of wings. At the top, there was a woman’s head, with silver hair, a beautiful face, and a dignified smile.
The silkworm feet on her body mutated, and five forks appeared at the ends, and human hands grew, and countless silk threads of different colors poured from all directions, merging into her dexterous hands, and quickly weaving into a glittering piece of cloth.
Fan Xiao couldn’t help but admire it- the intelligence division described her in a strange way, and it was not an exaggeration once he saw it with his own eyes. She is the daughter of Xi Lingshi, the first ever to utilize silkworm, an ancestral beast better known as Zu Xian.
Fan Xiao only read the information on the way here, if he had known that he was coming to see this monster, he would definitely not volunteer to participate in the operation.
“Hello,” Qi Yuan took off his hat and nodded to the monster in front of him, “I’m sorry to disturb you.”
The man in a black cloak wanted to translate Qi Yuan’s words, but Zu Xian seemed to be able to understand human speech and reacted to Qi Yuan’s words. She lowered her head and suddenly got closer, and Qi Yuan could feel the pale yellow powder on her body spilling down, making people want to sneeze.
In a jerky, incoherent voice, she asked, “You, want, what?”
She didn’t seem to have completely lost her mind, and maybe she had a long life as a human before she became a monster.
Qi Yuan took out a small black notebook from his pocket, turned to the page with the sticky notes, and read his needs aloud, “I want the strongest armor in the world, it must be able to resist swords, guns, artillery, and the claws of mutant beasts, and it must be as light as a cloud, as soft as silk, and as breathable as if it is not worn. In terms of appearance, it must have a certain sense of beauty, black is the most suitable main color, and it is best to make a colorful and radiant texture……”
“……” Zu Xian’s huge body twisted, “Farewell.”
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Zu Xian’s whole face twisted back, but she didn’t say yes.
Qi Yuan unbuttoned the button on his chest, pointed to himself, and said, “There is also this.”
The air suddenly froze for a moment, and Fan Xiao was stunned, unable to believe what he just heard..
Their boss- wanted to dedicate himself to this monster for an armor?!
“You, very good……” Zu Xian seemed to be shocked, its silkworm body shook, and said with difficulty, “But for me, now, it’s too small.”
Qi Yuan’s face did not change, and he opened his clothes, “I will give you two dragon scales.”
Between his two collarbones, a black round nail surfaced, revealing only a round nail cap, which looked more like a black mole from a distance.
As if to show sincerity, he pinched the nail cap and slowly pulled the nail out. With this movement, his dark eyes gradually dyed red, and several translucent black scales appeared on his chest, irregular in shape, like a hard black crystal, shimmering with glittering streamers.
A gust of wind rose on the ground for no reason, blowing away the dust that had accumulated for a long time, and Zu Xian suddenly straightened up, as if witnessing a box full of evil spirits slowly open. There was greed in her huge eyes, and her weaving hands stopped.
The wind quickly subsided, and Qi Yuan frowned slightly, enduring his restless blood and the irrepressible desire to kill.
“You’re just like me……” Zu Xian was no longer afraid, but smiled, “Monster.”
“I used to live in the city, I didn’t like insects- I lived in the city, weaving clothes, armor for them,” she said intermittently, recalling that human language was too difficult for her, “I have also …… relatives, children.”
“But here I am,” Zu Xian slowly wriggled around her palace, brushing open the cocoons like a beaded curtain, “and you will be here like me soon.”
Qi Yuan didn’t seem to hear what she said, and said in a consultative tone, “One piece of the dragon scales would be used as a material for making armor, and the other piece is your reward, I am giving you two days, is it okay?”
“One day is enough.”
This is much faster than he expected, and he is worthy of being an ancestor of sericulture. In this way, they can go back a day earlier…… Qi Yuan suddenly thought of Ye Zhan and felt a little sorry for him, this guy’s eyes lit up when he heard that he was leaving, and he didn’t know what bad ideas were brewing in his stomach. He suddenly had some sort of expectation, if Ye Zhan found out that he was back early, what kind of expression would he show?
“Very well, I’ll give you the first scale now, and when I get the armor, I’ll pay you the second one.” Qi Yuan pinched the sharp edge of the scale, suddenly pulled it out, and forcibly tore off a piece of black scale, blood splattered, and the sharp pain made his face distort, and a suppressed low roar came out of his throat. The scales were more like a part of his soul than an extension of his body, and tearing the scales was enough to make any dragon fury and mad.
The dragon scales are the strongest thing in the world, and no one but the dragon himself can break through this absolute defense. Therefore, once the dragon scales are removed, it will inevitably bring unparalleled suffering, which is part of the dragon’s life.
After the scales were torn off, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and sweat ran down Qi Yuan’s forehead, and the blood-red color in his eyes became even deeper. He closed his eyes, still feeling his body tense up like a drawn bow, his body exuded a trace of white steam, and his muscles swelled as if he could no longer control and was about to go on a violent rampage.
Suddenly, the man in a black cloak, who had been silent, spoke, “Calm.”
The sound was ethereal and unreal, reminiscent of the deep forests under the moon, the tranquil rivers, and everything that relaxes and soothes. Qi Yuan’s condition became much better all of a sudden, he closed his eyes, calmed his body down, slowly calmed his breathing, and said, “Thank you.”
Not only Qi Yuan, but even Zu Xian felt a long-lost relief, her huge head poked over and poked the man in a black cloak curiously, “Say more, say a few words.”
The man in a black cloak was poked backward by her, and he almost fell, he silently hid behind Fan Xiao, pretending to be a mushroom that had no quarrel with the world.
Zu Xian didn’t force it, and a few stretched hands took the backpack and dragon scales. A few lamps floated, and Zu Xian looked at the scales carefully in front of the light, and his eyes showed undisguised love. Then, she quickly picked out the materials she wanted, and five tentacle-like fingers brushed over the dragon scales, and extremely thin black silk threads suddenly surfaced from the indestructible scales, stretching longer and longer, and being pulled towards her body.
At the same time, those hard armor pieces, animal skins, and precious stones were all kneaded into threads as thin as silk, converging on Zu Xian’s chest from all directions. Her myriad arms worked in an orderly manner, gathering the threads in front of her, weaving dazzlingly.
This monster has displayed extraordinary skills that are completely unimaginable to humans, and it is no wonder that many people would rather risk their lives to come here.
There was still a day to wait, and the three of them each found a silkworm cocoon and sat down. Fan Xiao sighed with emotion, “It is worthy of the blood of a saint as it can still maintain its sanity when it is degraded to this extent.”
There were the so-called saints, that is, those ancestors who were the most virtuous and kind, many were tribal leaders, and some were integrated into the mythology and passed down from generation to generation. For example, the soil that can control the land, the wind and rain master who can control the weather, and Zu Xian who is good at weaving in front of them. These saint bloodlines are naturally close to people, and they are the few bloodlines that humans can awaken naturally without having to accept the infection of a mutant beast.
Of course, if one wants to talk about seniority- the Alpha and Omega are the bloodlines of the ancient gods were above the bloodline of the saints, and those who have it would have awakened the powerful power of Fuxi and the reproductive ability of Nuwa respectively, each accounting for about 10% of the population. But because it’s too common, it looks mediocre.
The difference between the two is that no matter how gentle it is, the blood of a saint can still make people degenerate, and Zu Xian in front of him is the best example. However, the bloodline of Fuxi and Nuwa has always been stable, and they have never heard of any Alpha or Omega who degenerated, which is the true blessing of the gods.
Qi Yuan remained silent as if he was still digesting the afterglow of pain, and his eyes were empty. Fan Xiao looked at him with some concern, only to see their boss touch a cake from his bag, chewing slowly, chewing twenty times and swallowing once, and drinking a sip of water- that is called a gentle and elegant person, they can do even normal things with a dignified demeanor.
Fortunately, he was able to eat vegetarian food, Fan Xiao was relieved, indicating that he was not out of control. One must know that every time he transforms into a beast, it is like something possesses his mouth, and he just wants to drink blood and eat raw meat.
On the other side, the man in a black cloak also took out his own dry food and nibbled on it in small bites like silkworms. Fan Xiao felt hungry and then remembered with chagrin that his dry food had been placed in the big bag of materials and had been taken away by Zu Xian.
Seeing his embarrassment from rummaging around, Qi Yuan broke off half of the cake and handed it to him.
Fan Xiao was stunned for a moment, but hurriedly took it, a part of his mind was touched, and he subconsciously said, “Thank you, thank you, boss.”
This is thanks to Qi Yuan’s daily education: Be polite.
“It’s fine.” Qi Yuan smiled slightly.
Through the holes in the silk palace, a few rays of pale morning light fell in, illuminating the pair of demonic dragon pupils and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
It was a kind of smile that floated on the surface, like petals floating on calm water, Fan Xiao could see that there was no smile in his eyes, and he probably didn’t have any emotions in his heart. But Qi Yuan would consciously smile at them as if he was doing daily practice.
Some complicated emotions came up, but Fan Xiao was stupid and couldn’t organize them into beautiful words, he held back for a while before he said, “Boss, don’t listen to the nonsense of Zu Xian, you will definitely not become like her, uh, a monster.”
“Of course, I won’t.” Qi Yuan said.
But that tone sounded like Qi Yuan was comforting him.
Fan Xiao bit into the cake a little irritably as he didn’t know what he was afraid of.
The brighter light penetrated the dense fog, and the Silk Palace was covered with a layer of clear light, crystal clear like the legendary Bai Yujing.
Zu Xian reclined on the silk throne, countless hands busy all the time, humming an ancient song softly with her mouth, and her voice was like a jade forest, “In July, it flows like fire; in September, it brings clothing. Soft one day, fierce the next. No clothing, no brown color. Why would you die?...”
The tune loops repeatedly, it seems flat and monotonous, but it has a long and simple nature. All the silkworms stopped eating and swayed gently to the song as if they were doing a strange dance.
“In July, singing; in August, bearing fruit. Carrying the chariot, I am Zhu Kongyang…for the sake of my son.”
The busy Zu Xian raised her head and pinned the drooping forehead hair behind her ear, she looked at the gradually clear sky, reached out and pulled a few rays of light, and woven it into the armor.
Dawn soon came.
Ye Zhan got up, feeling full of strength, his back was painful and itchy, covered with a pair of white wings, like a long skirt, hanging down to the ground.
Each wing is more than a meter long, and the newborn feathers are arranged in a downward pattern, with soft fluffy roots and shiny ends.
Ye Zhan turned his head sideways and looked at the blue sky. With a slight movement, the wings spread out, creating a light gust of air. He endured the sharp pain at the base of his wings, flapping his wings vigorously, and setting off a violent gust of wind, but it was not enough to lift his body.
“It’s not time yet……”
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