The baby looked up doubtfully, and seeing Ming's serious expression, his inferiority complex suddenly dissipated, and he smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
"But I'm stupid, I might not be able to learn it!"
"I wasn't born with the ability to make fire."
Ming didn't explain much.
But just this one sentence wiped out the last bit of inferiority in the baby's heart.
"That's right! Ming wasn't born knowing how to make fire, nor was he born a god, nor was he born that powerful."
"So, I can also become as powerful as Ming through learning, right?"
Ming affirmed without hesitation, "One day you will become stronger than me and protect me in return."
The baby obviously didn't understand what Ming said, and pouted unhappily: "You're lying."
"Ming has the Xuanyuan Sword to protect him, so it's not my turn to protect him!"
"Besides, Ming is the most powerful god in the three realms. I am just an auxiliary artifact. How could I be more powerful than Ming?"
Even though the baby was complaining, his big eyes were flashing with a cunning that couldn't be concealed.
"How about I accept Ming as my master? That way, I can become a very powerful artifact, and I can protect Ming and help him become even more powerful!"
Ming stroked the baby's hair, "Even if you don't acknowledge me as your master, you will become a very powerful artifact."
After that, pour water into the pot.
"Go out and clean the table first, I'll cook you some noodles."
The baby wanted to struggle a little more, but finally left the kitchen obediently.
The baby was wiping the table when a golden light streaked across the sky.
“Zheng——”
The sound of swords rang out, murderous intent emerged, and a king's sword shot towards the baby.
The sword was very fast. In just a breath of time, the golden sword arrived in front of the baby and turned into a man of iron and blood.
The man was over two meters tall, and beneath his bulging muscles, the ancient spell flowed through his body like blood.
Bright red blood plasma covered his entire body, making him look like he had just struggled out of a river of blood, exuding a creepy aura.
His eyes were bloodshot, and murderous intent surged in them.
But when he saw the baby in front of him, the blood color in his eyes faded and the blood plasma in his body disappeared as if it had evaporated.
"Brother Xuanyuan, did you kill someone?"
"Um."
Xuanyuan Sword answered coldly, turned his head to look at the thatched cottage with little smoke coming out of it, warmth flowing in his eyes.
"Brother Xuanyuan, Ming is cooking noodles for us, please sit for a while."
The baby was very diligent in wiping the chair for Xuanyuan Jian and letting him sit down.
Xuanyuan Sword sat down without saying a word, his back straight, his eyes always fixed in the direction of the thatched hut, as obedient as a good child waiting for dinner.
As soon as Xuanyuan Sword sat down, Baobao excitedly asked, "Brother Xuanyuan, how many people did you kill today? Are they from the heavens, the demons, or the human world?"
"Ming lives alone here and doesn't want to get involved in the conflict between the three realms. However, the people in the three realms are unwilling to let him go and want him to join one of their camps."
"These people are courting death. They clearly know that Ming doesn't want to participate, but they still keep coming. Now they are fighting outside Ming's barrier and even want to attack this place."
"Fortunately, Brother Xuanyuan is here to guard us, otherwise those people would have rushed in long ago."
The baby's tone was full of admiration.
Although it is a divine weapon, it was formed the latest, lacked spiritual power, and had the lowest killing power, so it was snatched by countless people.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
