The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady - Chapter 212
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Chapter 212

 

A few moments later, the wooden door slowly opened.

 

The shop a.s.sistant hurriedly invited Shen Yanxiao to go in.

 

Thick curtains block off any light coming from the windows causing the room to be pitch black with no light to be seen. Shen Yanxiao had just entered but she already felt the heat that was filling up this room. Under the light congealing crystals hanging from the ceiling, Shen Yanxiao saw a 60-year-old white-bearded old man holding a pipe pouch while sitting on a chair. His pair of sharp eyes stared at her. At the white-bearded old man’s side stood a 40-year-old middle-aged man.

 

“Are you going to buy the bow?” The white-bearded old man smoked a pipe, squinting his eyes at the little one in front of him. It was no exaggeration to say that when he heard the dark purple longbow was picked up by someone, he guessed it would be taller than this little guy.

 

Shen Yanxiao immediately guessed the ident.i.ty of the old man, he must be the division master that the shop a.s.sistant mentioned.

 

“Yes.”

 

The meticulous look of the division master was like big thorns stabbing Shen Yanxiao’s body, sizing her up. His eyes swept over Shen Yanxiao’s small arms and legs; his brows immediately creased up into a frown before he said: “This bow will only be sold to the one who’s destined to it. Unless you can pull the string, you can put the bow down and leave.”

 

Shen Yanxiao raised an eyebrow; she lifted her hand and attempted to pull the bowstring, but the division master suddenly spoke again: “If you want to try, not here, come with me.”

 

With that, he got up and left the room.

 

Shen Yanxiao found the old man's attention to her somewhat bizarre. But who let him be the master? Hence, she could only immediately followed after him.

 

Through the dark steps, Shen Yanxiao felt herself walking down a long path. A moment later, there was finally a glimmer of light in sight.

 

It was a huge underground field. Standing at the entrance, Shen Yanxiao was slightly surprised to see that the whole area was half the size of a football field. Who would have expected that the underground of such a humble two-storey building hid a s.p.a.cious place?

 

Within the field, hundreds of light congealing crystals hung high above the ceiling; bright light enveloped the whole underground s.p.a.ce.

 

Weapons of all professions were neatly placed at both sides of the field. Extending from the entrance to the inside, you could clearly see the area that was specifically used for shooting.

 

Walking besides Shen Yanxiao was the middle-aged man, who was standing at the side of the division master before. He couldn’t help but looked at the dark purple longbow in Shen Yanxiao’s hand.

 

“Can I inspect that?” The tone of the middle-aged man was mild.

 

Shen Yanxiao thought about it before giving the bow to him.

 

The man’s hand gently brushed over the bow and suddenly his calm eyes became somewhat surprised.

 

“This… is made of heaven wood!” The man exclaimed.

 

Once he uttered ‘heaven wood’, Shen Yanxiao got confused since she wasn’t familiar with this words.

 

The division master casually said: “You can say that this little kid has a little eyesight.”

 

The man’s eyes sparkled while playing with the seemingly ordinary longbow, unable to put it down.

 

“Wasn’t the heaven wood nearly extinct? I heard at present, there’s only one tree left but it is in the Moon G.o.d Continent and those elves have a very extreme belief toward the heaven tree to the point that they don’t allow anyone to harm it even a tiny bit. Division master, where did you get this piece of heaven wood?”

 

The division master humphed: “That’s none of your business. What, do you fancy it? This bow will only recognize one owner throughout its life and whoever can pull this bow shall be its owner.”

 

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The man was obviously very eager to use it, but the bow had been fancied first by this little kid. No matter how much he like this bow, he’s still not someone brazen as to s.n.a.t.c.h it from a kid.

 

“You can give it a try.” Shen Yanxiao actually had an indifferent manner. She always felt that the bow was much more complicated than what she had imagined. Listening to what the division master had said, it seemed that aside from the person predestined to this bow, other people couldn’t simply pull it. She and the bow had a resonance; it could basically be fate. But she was still curious if the division master was talking nonsense or what he said was really the truth after all.

 

The man looked gratefully at Shen Yanxiao, and then while holding the bow, he walked to the shooting field. He lifted the bow slowly, his other hand on the bowstring. The man held his breath as if he was holding an arrow in his hand, ready to shoot.

 

The movement of the man as he held the bow was very beautiful. Previously, in the gold-smelting weapon shop, Shen Yanxiao had saw Meng Yijun pulling a bow to test it. Although the posture was also perfect but compared to the middle-aged man before her eyes, it’s simply nothing.

 

The man concentrated for a moment, and then the three fingers on the string slightly pulled it back…

 

It wasn’t pulling back!

 

The longbow was like a stone model -it didn’t move even a tiny bit. The tight bowstring didn’t move as it remained the same straight line without any shred of changes.

 

The man was a bit surprised but not believing in such demonic thing, he increased his strength then pulled it back once more…

 

It still won’t pull back!

 

The original expression of interest in the middle-aged man’s face immediately receded. Somewhat helpless, his both hands were dangling at sides, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at the division master standing at the side, it was clearly obvious that he was enjoying other’s misfortune. Helplessly he said: “I can’t pull it.”

 

Shen Yanxiao was somewhat astonished. Just by looking at the man’s posture as he held the bow, you could tell that he’s definitely a strong archer or at least a lot better than that Meng Yijun, who was the top of the archer branch in Holy Roland School. But such a strong archer could not even pull the dark purple longbow?

 

Did that mean what the master said was true?

 

Was there really such a strange weapon under this vast sky?

 

‘Is it G.o.d’s might? There’s only one person in this world that can use it, throughout its life only the rightful owner can have its power. Although the bow is still not yet complete but it has some traces of G.o.d’s might. Little girl, your luck is good.’ Xiu’s voice was still cold but within that chilling tone there’s a trace of satisfaction.

 

G.o.d’s might...

 

Shen Yanxiao could not help but swallowed her saliva.

 

Feels like it’s extremely powerful.

 

“Humph. I know you’re not cut for that piece of material.” The division master was not surprised with the failure of the middle-aged man. He then puts the two pipes in his mouth before pointing the pipe to Shen Yanxiao and said: “Kid, you try it. If you can’t pull it off, then the bow won’t be sold to you.”

 

Shen Yanxiao touched her nose and walked over to the middle-aged man before taking the bow from his hands. Imitating the man’s posture, she raised the bow.

 

Looking at the stance of Shen Yanxiao, both the middle-aged man and division master couldn’t help but frown. The little guy looked like a total stranger with the bow. Although the similarities in posture were seven to eight points but it was still an awkward posture.

 

Could that kid be able to pull the bow?

 

The man and the division master didn’t believe that Shen Yanxiao would be able to pull the bow.

 

However, while the two people were not optimistic about Shen Yanxiao, Shen Yanxiao continued to focus and fixed the energy in her hands before she slightly pulled the bowstring.