Looking at the spittoon in
"You should refine it as soon as possible. Perhaps your cultivation will soar, and if you ever run into trouble, you can protect me then."
Over the past days, Wang Qiang had asked Chu Feng countless times to use the spittoon, but this was something that also offered tremendous benefit to Wang Qiang. How could Chu Feng possibly take it?
"I just don't understand — we-we… we're brothers, so why all the courtesy? You… you… you need it right now, don't you? If you need it, just use it first."
"There's a treasure hidden here, and and… and that treasure is full of unknown dangers. If you use this, maybe you'll break through, and that's one more layer of safety, right?"
"If you really feel bad about it, th-then… once you've gained something from this treasure, you can just give it back to me then."
"Even if you compensate me double, I-I… I won't have any objections. Heh heh heh." Wang Qiang said with a grin.
However, this little trick of Wang Qiang's could never work on Chu Feng. Chu Feng had known all along that Wang Qiang was saying all this simply to get Chu Feng to use the Martial Arts spittoon.
As for later — even if Chu Feng did obtain something comparable to this Martial Arts spittoon, Wang Qiang would most likely refuse to take it.
"Brother, some things can be yielded, and some things cannot."
"If this were of no use to you but useful to me, I'd take it without you even asking."
"But the truth is, this item is also tremendously beneficial to you. Perhaps even more so than to me."
"So I appreciate your kindness, but this… you should keep it and use it yourself." Chu Feng said firmly.
He had his own principles. To advance his cultivation, he could seize, he could snatch, he could fight to the death.
But… he would never take something that belonged to his brother. Because… that was not Chu Feng's Dao of Martial Arts.
"Fine, fine, there's really no dealing with you. How ma-many… how many people spend their entire lives in seclusion trying to break through a single realm, and never manage it? If I gave this to them, they'd bankrupt themselves to get it, let alone if it were free."
"But you, you fool, you won't take it. Brother, I-I… I'm not trying to put you down, but you really are the biggest fool in the world." Wang Qiang, seeing he couldn't sway Chu Feng, resorted to mocking him instead.
"No, at most I'm the second biggest fool in the world." Chu Feng said.
"Why… why's that?" Wang Qiang asked.
"Because the first is you. Who on earth gets a chance to break through their cultivation and doesn't take it, instead giving it away for free? You must've been kicked in the head by how many people growing up to end up like this." Chu Feng said with a laugh.
"Hmph, and just for that, even if you wanted it now, I-I… I wouldn't give it to you." Wang Qiang rolled his eyes at Chu Feng and tucked away the spittoon that contained the Dao of Martial Arts.
"Is Chu Feng here?!?!" However, just at that moment, a shout suddenly rang out from beyond the palace hall.
The voice was not particularly loud, yet it shook one to the core — it carried hidden pressure.
"Those annoying pests are back. Looks like I need to announce seclusion right away, so th-th… so they won't come begging for an audience every day," Wang Qiang said impatiently.
"No — this time, they haven't come with good intentions." Chu Feng said.