"Looking at the silver fox's expression, this gourd shouldn't be dangerous.
But if it is something good, why isn't it reacting? "
Han Sen could not guess the answer, but he did not want to take the risk. He planned to wait until his wounds were healed, then find a place where no one was around and throw the gourd away.
It would be best if it was somewhere like an abyss, in case some monster came out to harm him.
Han Sen wanted to break the gourd open to see what was inside, but the gourd was too hard. Even his berserk sacred-blood sword could not damage it.
Han Sen's wounds were too severe. Even with the help of the Silver Fox, it still took him three or four days to recover. If he wanted to fully recover, it would take at least half a month.
Han Sen wanted to throw the gourd away, but then he thought about the thirty-six black raven feathers he had. If he made them into arrows and used them with the peacock crossbow, he might be able to shoot through the gourd.
Han Sen looked at the raven feathers. They were about one foot long, and they were as black as iron. They looked like ordinary feathers, but there was a hollow tube in the middle. The two sides of the tube were lined with black hairs. They were very close together, and they looked like two pieces of iron.
But if he used his hand to trace the hairs, the hairs would be pressed down and stuck to the hollow tube. They looked very soft.
But if he touched them with his hand, they were very sharp. They were like countless steel needles, which was very strange.
At the base of the feather, the hollow tube became thin, forming a sharp spine. It was very easy to penetrate.
"I wonder if I can put the feather into the peacock crossbow?" Han Sen summoned the peacock crossbow and tried to fit the feather into the arrow slot.
It worked better than Han Sen had expected, though. The raven feather was loaded into the crossbow without a hitch. When the feather was shot forward, the feather that was slanted to the back would not hinder the crossbow from firing.
Once it hits the target, the feather will drill in and it will be difficult to pull it out. If you pull it out, the reverse fine hairs will turn into barbs and directly cut through the flesh and internal organs. It is very terrifying.
Han Sen tried firing a raven feather arrow. A black light flashed across a distance of two to three thousand meters, piercing through a large tree that required several people to encircle. The raven feather arrow did not stop, piercing through three more trees that were as thick as buckets. Only then did it lose strength and fall to the ground.
"Strong … Really strong …" Han Sen was so happy that he almost jumped up. He quickly picked up the crow feather arrow.
One by one, Han Sen inserted the black feathered arrows into the arrow slot. However, it could only hold fifteen or sixteen arrows at a time. This was already the limit, and this was because the feathers were thinner than ordinary arrows. If it were an ordinary crossbow, it could only hold eight or nine arrows at most.
After loading the arrow, Han Sen found a cliff face and placed the gourd in a crack. He took out his peacock crossbow and fired a crow feather arrow.
Boom!
The black arrow hit the gourd. There was a loud explosion, and the rocks cracked. A big hole appeared in the cliff face, but the gourd was still lying in the broken stone hole.
Han Sen did not give up. He fired the peacock crossbow again and again at the gourd. There was a lot of noise, and a big hole appeared in the cliff face. The gourd was still unharmed.
"F * ck! What the hell is this gourd?" Han Sen was shocked.
But when he thought about it, it made sense. The raven could not handle the gourd vines, and it took off its black feathers to escape. It was normal that the feathers could not pierce the gourd.
Han Sen grabbed the gourd. His mood was very complicated. After hesitating for a long time, Han Sen gritted his teeth and brought the gourd to an abyss. He reached out his hand and threw the gourd into the abyss.
Han Sen was afraid that the gourd might be a poisonous bee. Han Sen had heard the story of the farmer and the snake many times since he was young. He did not want to be bitten.
But when Han Sen threw the gourd, the silver fox, who had been lying on his shoulder, jumped out and grabbed the gourd. It returned to Han Sen and spat the gourd into Han Sen's hand.
"What is the meaning of this?" Han Sen held the gourd and looked at the Silver Fox.
But the Silver Fox could not speak, so it could not answer him. It just lay on his shoulder and wagged its tail elegantly.
Han Sen saw that he was not getting an answer, so he looked at the Silver Fox and threw the gourd into the abyss.
The Silver Fox jumped out and spat the gourd back into Han Sen's hand. Now Han Sen understood that the Silver Fox wanted him to keep the gourd.
Han Sen looked at the Silver Fox for a while, then turned around and left the abyss with the gourd.
Since the Silver Fox insisted on keeping it, Han Sen did not think it would be dangerous. Maybe it really was something good.
And when he held the gourd, there was no warning, so it should not be a big problem.
But the heartbeat inside the gourd was something he was very concerned about. He always held the gourd in his hand and paid close attention to what was going on inside the gourd.
Ever since Han Sen returned from Sky Pillar Mountain, the heartbeat of the gourd had not stopped. It was still beating, but it was still very weak. If Han Sen did not hold it in his hand, he would not be able to feel it.
Han Sen played with the gourd for a few days. He did not know if the gourd was born like this, or if it was because Han Sen was playing with it, but the yellow gourd had become crystal clear. It was like yellow jade, and there was a golden thread inside. It looked very delicate and luxurious.
The heartbeat of the gourd seemed to be stronger, too, but it was still very weak.
Han Sen rested for half a month, and his wounds were mostly healed. His mind became active again.
Now that he had the peacock crossbow and raven feather arrows, as long as he did not encounter a super creature like the raven, there was a chance he could kill it.
"Where can I find a soft persimmon?
If it is a super creature like the red-cloud donkey, I can give it a try. Even if I can't kill it, I can at least escape, "Han Sen thought to himself.
But the raven was still on Sky Pillar Mountain, and Han Sen did not dare go there.
Han Sen did not need to worry about super creatures in the sea. His crossbow's power would be greatly reduced in the water.
Queen said she had returned to the Alliance for some business. Han Sen wanted to ask her where he could find a super creature that was easy to kill, but she did not return.
Just as Han Sen was wondering if he should return to the Icefield, he heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Han Sen asked with a frown.
"Brother Han, it's me." A voice sounded from outside the door. It was Chen Ran.
Han Sen was shocked. Chen Ran was still alive, and he had come looking for him. He had no idea what he was up to.