Dawn of a New Era-Chapter 408 - 385: Whoever Gives Milk Is Mother (Double-Length - )
Chen Shouyi walked to the desk, picked up the black sword that was already gathering some dust, and suddenly drew it out. With a "zing" sound, the blade shone with a cold light, its sharpness intimidating.
"This sword has been through so many battles, yet there isn’t a single nick on it!" Chen Shouyi said leisurely, "I used to wonder what kind of metal could be so tough, even sharper than the nanometer coating sword. I only understood after going to the Capital City—it was forged from divine artifact material."
This relic of Cao Zhenhua likely came from the Pantheon behind him.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xingyue couldn’t contain herself and blurted out in surprise, "A divine artifact?"
"Divine artifact material!" Chen Shouyi glanced at her and corrected:
"Since you don’t want it, and I already have a new sword, leaving it here is just letting it gather dust. I can only sell it. I’m guessing it could easily fetch ten million."
"Ten million?" Chen Xingyue’s eyes widened in shock.
Her savings from living frugally didn’t even amount to twenty thousand, most of it earned from sparring with her brother last time. Selling herself probably wouldn’t fetch that much.
Chen Shouyi thought for a moment and said, "Hm, I misspoke, not ten million!"
Just as Chen Xingyue relaxed a bit upon hearing it wasn’t ten million, her brother continued, "At least thirty million. Martial Artists are wealthy people; buying such a sword made of divine artifact material for ten million would be like picking it up for free!"
Swords like these require exchanging merit points. Although it’s second-hand, or rather, third-hand, its value isn’t much different. It’s entirely a seller’s market.
"Brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shouyi heard a faint buzzing voice.
"What did you say? I didn’t hear clearly?" Chen Shouyi asked in surprise.
"Brother!" Chen Xingyue’s voice became louder, her face slightly red. Although she knew her brother was doing this deliberately, she still had to play along. Who says money isn’t potent?
"What do you want?" Chen Shouyi asked, puzzled.
"Can you give me your sword?" Chen Xingyue whispered.
"Didn’t you just say you didn’t want it?" Chen Shouyi smirked.
"I was just kidding, brother. Let me give you a back massage. You’re the best to me." Chen Xingyue squeezed out a sycophantic smile, moving over to prepare a back massage.
"Forget it; I’ll still sell it. Thirty million, and I won’t have to worry for a lifetime." Chen Shouyi snorted.
Now you realize the goodness of having a brother. It’s like whoever has milk is the mother; too realistic.
"How can money be more important than your sister? You have such a lovely sister." Chen Xingyue tried to show her sweetest smile.
"Lovely, my foot. You even reported me when you couldn’t out-talk me?" Chen Shouyi retorted.
That was the one thing he despised most, almost like an allergy. He had taken countless beatings for it, all thanks to his tattletale sister.
"I promise, I’ll never tell on you again!" Chen Xingyue immediately said.
"Really?" Chen Shouyi felt moved but skeptical.
He had a good memory. When they were kids, every time he hit his sister, she would cry and promise never to report him again, yet she’d turn around and tell on him, utterly untrustworthy.
"This time, it’s absolutely true, can’t get any truer. Brother, please give it to me, please..." Chen Xingyue clung to Chen Shouyi’s arm, swaying back and forth, chanting non-stop.
Chen Shouyi couldn’t stand her pestering any longer and freed his arm, "Alright, fine, I’ll believe you this one time."
"Thank you, brother! You’re the best brother ever!" Chen Xingyue said joyfully, taking the long sword, "Brother, I’ll leave you alone now!"
"Go, go, just seeing you annoys me." Chen Shouyi waved his hand. At that moment, he had a thought and called out to Chen Xingyue, who was almost at the door, "Wait, I want to ask you something!"
"Brother, what is it?" Chen Xingyue asked, her smile bright, and in a good mood holding the long sword.
"How’s your archery?" Chen Shouyi asked casually.
"My archery is okay, I guess. Indoors at fifty meters, I hit the bullseye with every arrow. At a hundred meters, my accuracy drops a bit. Last time I tested, I averaged 8.9 rings." Chen Xingyue replied, puzzled, "Brother, why are you asking this?"
He couldn’t help but cough upon hearing that, slightly embarrassed, "I was just asking casually, checking on your scores!"
"Brother, your archery must be amazing, right?" Chen Xingyue asked.
"So-so!" Chen Shouyi brushed off, "Alright, I need to take a shower!"
...
After Chen Xingyue left, Chen Shouyi sighed.
His sister, a Martial Artist, was slightly better than him, a Martial Artist, in archery.
He felt a bit exhausted.
...
In the ensuing days, he practiced archery in the fantasy world every day, drawing his bow over ten thousand times daily.
However, his rate of improvement slowed down more and more. Despite practicing for several days in a row, he made no significant progress in level.
Nonetheless, Chen Shouyi wasn’t impatient at all.
He deliberately ignored his strong intuition, relying solely on his sight.
Through repeated shooting, his foundation became increasingly solid, and his shots landed on target more frequently.
By the fourth day, he could hit an apple-sized target ten out of ten times from fifty meters away. In terms of accuracy, he almost surpassed his previous, intuition-based random shots.
...
A large white fierce bird spread its enormous wings, circling high in the sky, its sharp gaze overlooking its prey below. It flew lower and lower, seeing that its prey was utterly unaware.
Suddenly, it folded its wings and dove swiftly towards Chen Shouyi.
At this moment, Chen Shouyi abruptly looked up, focusing his will. An arrow flew swiftly from the quiver into his hand. He drew his bow and opened his arrow, watching as the fierce bird dove rapidly. He opened his mind, working with the strong intuition in his heart, and released the bowstring.
"Boom!"
The arrow shot through the air like a streak of light, flying over a hundred meters and hit the fierce bird’s head, blowing it apart.
It didn’t even have time to scream before its massive body plummeted to the ground.
He put down the war bow with satisfaction.
This was the result of his archery practice over the past few days.
The shooting intuition built on a solid foundation is the only truly reliable shooting intuition; otherwise, it’s just building castles in the air.
Though it seemed his archery skill improved by merely two points, it was actually enhancing his weak foundation.
In these days, he was essentially catching up on lessons he had missed.
The effects were now quite apparent.
"I was just planning to find some game for lunch, but I didn’t expect it to deliver itself," Chen Shouyi thought to himself, quickly running to the site of the fall.
Soon, Chen Shouyi was dragging the massive bird, which was several times larger than an ostrich, back.
Halfway,
the Shell Lady flew out of her warm little nest, facing the cold wind and flying up to meet him, her face flushed with excitement, chattering, "Good giant, you’re amazing. Do you need the little sprite’s help?"
She had been terrified when she saw the creature as big as a mountain, but fortunately, the good giant quickly killed it.
Chen Shouyi glanced at the overconfident little one and chuckled, "Sure!"
Excited, the Shell Lady flew to the fierce bird’s wing, grabbing a feather with her tiny hands, her face turning red as she huffed and puffed while trying to drag it forward, "Good giant, don’t you feel much lighter?"
"A lot lighter, the little one’s really strong!" Seeing how hard the Shell Lady was trying, Chen Shouyi could only praise insincerely.
"The little one is always strong; I can also, like the good giant, kill really big and fierce bad guys, bigger than mountains!" The Shell Lady giggled as she boasted, gesturing proudly in front of Chen Shouyi.
"Oh no, as soon as you let go, I suddenly feel it got heavy again!"
"Good giant, don’t worry. The little one will be right there to help you!" The Shell Lady said urgently upon hearing that, quickly flying over to grab the feather again to help drag it with all her might.
A few minutes later, Chen Shouyi carried the game into a cave.
The Shell Lady was also utterly exhausted, sitting directly on the ground, panting heavily, almost sticking her tongue out. However, her face was full of excitement. Today she had moved a gigantic villainous bird, as big as a mountain:
"Good... good giant, huh... do you think... huh... the little one is amazing?"
"Of course, you are amazing. Otherwise, I couldn’t have done it alone."
"Then... huh... next time the little one... huh... will help you again!" the Shell Lady said excitedly.
