Ming Zhitian quickly explained, "Grandpa, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?" Xiao Biwang's face fell.
Ming Zhitian said, "I mean, I don't need these for now. I want to ask you, do you know about the Nine Dragon Divine Roar?"
"!"
Xiao Biwang's pupils widened. "The Nine Dragon Divine Roar, the immortal-grade hidden weapon of the God Ma Di? How did you know about it?"
Ming Zhitian said, "If its energy has run out, can you help it recharge?"
"What?" Xiao Biwang was confused. "Could it be... you have the Nine Dragon Divine Roar on you?"
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Yes..."
Xiao Biwang eagerly grabbed Ming Zhitian's arm with both hands, as if afraid he would run away. "Quick, show it to me."
Ming Zhitian summoned the immortal-grade hidden weapon, the Nine Dragon Divine Roar, from his storage bag!
This was an immortal-grade hidden weapon comparable to a Dragon-level magical artifact. As it was the proud creation of the great hidden weapon god Ma Di, its power might even surpass that of Dragon-level magical artifacts.
Xiao Biwang's trembling hands gently held the Nine Dragon Divine Roar, examining it closely, searching for any flaws.
Ming Zhitian said, "Aren't you a hidden weapon master? Can you recharge it or not?"
Xiao Biwang said, "Be quiet!"
Ming Zhitian had no choice but to shut up and watch him, lost in fascination. It seemed he was truly enamored with the Nine Dragon Divine Roar, completely engrossed in its profound mysteries and unable to extricate himself.
After a while, surprise showed on Xiao Biwang's face. "It truly is a perfect divine treasure."
Ming Zhitian, losing patience, dropped the polite address. "Old man, are you done looking? Can you recharge it or not? If not, give it back."
Seeing Ming Zhitian's eagerness to take it back, Xiao Biwang instinctively hugged the Nine Dragon Divine Roar closer and drew back, like a fierce protector of his wife, except this "wife" was an immortal-grade hidden weapon.
Instead of being angered by Ming Zhitian's rudeness, Xiao Biwang laughed. "Yes, of course I can. Who do you think I am?"
Ming Zhitian's eyes lit up. "Then please hurry and recharge it for me. Thank you."
Xiao Biwang cast a disdainful glance at him and shook his head. "The materials and costs for recharging are extremely difficult to find and incredibly expensive. Why should I help you?"
Ming Zhitian said, "Didn't you save my mother? Is this how you repay a benefactor?"
Xiao Biwang smiled slightly. "For that girl, I would naturally go through fire and water without hesitation. But for you, this is not a small matter. That's an immortal-grade hidden weapon, do you know what that means? It exists among the Dragon-level magical artifacts."
Ming Zhitian remained noncommittal. "I understand the principle. I was just testing you to see if you were a greedy old man."
Xiao Biwang felt completely played. "You don't trust me? No one has ever dared to trick me before. You!..."
Ever since Tian Ranlin's betrayal, Ming Zhitian no longer possessed innocence. "I trust no one, including... anyone."
Without giving him a chance to retort, he poured out bags of refining materials for hidden weapons and countless Shenwu coins from his storage bag. "Is this enough?"
Xiao Biwang was stunned into silence. "This... this... fragments of the Tianli Shackle, the Pivot Gear, and the Myriad Horse Gong... These are all rare materials for hidden weapons."
When he saw the mountains of Shenwu coins, he was even more dumbfounded. "And Shenwu coins piled up like mountains! Where did you get such magnificent splendor, boy?"
Ming Zhitian chuckled. "Don't worry about that. Just tell me, how many days will it take to recharge the Nine Dragon Divine Roar?"