Wu Tieru lay still, his breath long and steady, sweat dripping continuously from his body.
Old Tie's eyes flickered with a glimmer of blood as he stared at Wu Tieru for a while. A strand of red light shot out from his left eye, rapidly flashing on the opposite wall.
On the wall, a group of dark blue electric rays wriggled silently like water ripples. After a while, the metallic wall beneath the electric rays swelled to reveal a pale white skeletal face.
Gradually, a white skull head, about three meters in diameter, flew out from the wall and silently landed in front of Old Tie.
Both Old Tie and the enormous skull head had blood glints in their eyes, flashing and intertwining. Within a very short time, they exchanged countless pieces of information in an inexplicable manner.
"So many years..." Old Tie murmured in a deep voice.
A silent opening appeared on the surface of the wall from which the white skull head emerged. Accompanied by faint 'ding ding' sounds, four white metal spiders, about a foot in size, quickly scurried out.
The four spiders approached Old Tie and each extended two front paws to lift him up.
With the sound of a 'ding', the enormous white skull head took the lead, and the four metal spiders carried Old Tie as they walked towards the opening.
Walking along a straight corridor for about a hundred meters, they entered an extremely spacious square metal hall. The empty hall was neatly stacked with several piles of materials that shimmered with a faint metallic cold light.
Although the hall had sides kilometers in length, the materials piled inside were only a few meters in size, making the small piles look poor and desolate in the vast hall.
"Just this much?" A glimmer of blood flashed in Old Tie's eyes.
The white skull head rumbled deeply.
Old Tie sneered, "Alright, let me think... With so little material, it's like a clever woman with no rice to cook. Do you understand this analogy?"
"Don't waste time with you, a foolish person who hasn't fully developed your spiritual wisdom... Grandpa is almost driven foolish by you."
"Give me a hand, fetch two pieces of low-level yuan metal while that kid is still unconscious, quickly."
Breathing in and out, with each breath exhaled and inhaled as leisurely as ever, Old Tie's muscles beneath his skin subtly undulated like gentle water waves. The Foundation Formation Pill continued to exert its effects in every corner of his body.
After an unknown period of sleep, Wu Tieru slowly opened his eyes.
Old Tie stood beside him, his eyes gleaming with blood. In the large screen, there appeared a figure wearing a tight white armor, maintaining the same posture as Wu Tieru.
A soft and sweet female voice quietly rang out, "Foundation Formation Style, end... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Slowly rise."
Following the figure's movements, Wu Tieru slowly rose and then stood up naturally, straightening his posture.
His body was in an unprecedentedly good state.
Since he could remember, Wu Tieru's body had always been weak, very weak.
Let alone training his body by carrying huge stone locks like Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong, when Wu Tieru's body was at its weakest, even taking a few steps would make him breathless and his internal organs feel like being torn apart.
A few days ago, under the command of Old Tie, they carried Old Tie all the way to the Ancient Divine Armament Camp. Along the way, they underwent the basic Foundation Formation cultivation. While Wu Tieru's physical strength had been somewhat enhanced, his muscles, bones, and muscles were still sore, swollen, and painful.
Not to mention the fact that he had transported a thousand catties of meat from outside the Ancient Divine Armament Camp to here. Wu Tieru's physical strength was almost exhausted, and every part of his body was extremely uncomfortable.
But now, his whole body felt entirely renewed.
Every organ, every bone, every muscle, and even the tiniest nerves and blood vessels seemed to be immersed in hot water, warm and comfortable to the extreme.
Wu Tieru instinctively started running.
He sprinted at full speed around the nearly ten-mile-long square metal hall.
His feet became agile and powerful. Every heavy step on the ground propelled his body forward with great explosiveness.
His arms swung powerfully, and his body moved harmoniously and balanced, maintaining perfect balance even when running at top speed.
Breathing was smooth, and the cool breath flowed through his chest, without any discomfort or sluggishness between breaths.
The heart beat evenly and powerfully. Wu Tieru had been running at full speed for over three miles, and his heartbeat only slightly accelerated, without any discomfort throughout his body.
Suddenly, Wu Tieru remembered a technique Wu Tong once bragged about in front of him.
He shouted out loudly and tilted his body sharply. His feet stomped heavily on the vertical wall, causing his body to nearly align with the wall, forming a horizontal posture with the ground. He swiftly ran for a dozen steps like this before landing lightly back on the ground.
Landing heavily on his feet, Wu Tieru instinctively swayed left and right, maintaining perfect balance, and continued to run at full speed.
This was a technique that Wu Tong had flaunted in the past—'Spider Step.' It allowed one to quickly run on steep and vertical rock walls like a spider.
However, the last time Wu Tong tried it, he fell after running only seven or eight steps on the wall of their courtyard. Falling with his head hitting the ground, he ended up with a swollen and bruised face and bloodied nose.
Wu Tieru easily ran for over a dozen steps, landing deftly and nimbly, maintaining a steady and agile stride without any difficulty or effort.
"The craftsmanship is impressive!" Wu Tieru squinted his eyes and looked at the extraordinarily fine grooves on the spear shaft. This spear seemed simple, but his instinct told him the craftsmanship was far better than the long knives carried by Wu Zhan, Wu Jin, and the others.
The material was also much better.
"What nonsense craftsmanship?" Old Tie chuckled. "This is the Ancient Divine Armament Camp, the base where Ancient Divine Armaments rest, recuperate, resupply, and provide long-term combat support... Naturally, the craftsmanship is top-notch."
Wu Tieru eagerly gripped the spear and returned to Old Tie's side.
He had already decided that he would never be separated from this spear, even by half a step. This was his first weapon, his truly first weapon.
In the Wu family, only warriors were qualified to possess weapons.
"Listen carefully." Old Tie's eyes flickered with blood as he stared fiercely at Wu Tieru.
"If you want revenge, you must cultivate to become stronger. You need Foundation Formation Pills, and you need more Foundation Formation Pills." Old Tie roared loudly, "But I can't help you anymore... So, from today onwards, you must hunt and gather the materials for your Foundation Formation Pills yourself."
"If you want to become powerful, fight like a true man, young warrior!"
Old Tie's tone turned extremely cold and stiff, "Endless battles, endless growth, until the day you have enough strength to do what you want. Until then, you must not die."
Wu Tieru stared at Old Tie blankly.
Old Tie's tone made him uneasy.
Before this, Old Tie even helped him kill a thousand catties of meat.
But now, Old Tie wanted him to hunt for prey himself. He had to leave the Ancient Divine Armament Camp and venture into the dangerous underground creatures in the outside realm.
"Think about your father... Think about your brother..." Old Tie seemed to have sensed Wu Tieru's hesitation and fear.
A boundless fury and pain surged in Wu Tieru's heart.
His mind couldn't hold any other thoughts. He just murmured 'Foundation Formation Pills' and turned around, taking big strides and rushing outside. Two human-head-sized metal spiders followed him from a distance.
At the end of the corridor, the white metal seal on the ceiling slid open like water ripples.
Wu Tieru let out a loud roar. Stamping hard with both feet, he actually jumped more than three meters high. Stepping on the pit's wall, he leaped again for another two meters and directly jumped out of the pit, which was more than five meters deep.
His body landed heavily at the edge of the pit, and Wu Tieru stood still for a long time before joyously shouting, "Power!"
He could run so fast, and he could jump so high.
This was power.
Wu Tieru was no longer weak, feeble, and gasping for breath with even a slightly faster walking pace.
"Now that I am moved enough?" Old Tie's voice came from afar. "Then, let the battle begin, young-blooded warrior!"
With a 'ding' sound, the ceiling above Wu Tieru flashed with electric light, and a whirlpool with a diameter of more than a foot appeared. A long shadow shot out from the whirlpool and landed near Wu Tieru's nose. It bounced vigorously on the ground several times.
It was a spear.
A fully metallic spear.
The grey shaft was more than a foot longer than Wu Tieru, and the sharp spearhead was more than a foot long.
Old Tie's voice rang out again, "Grandpa has already chosen a weapon for you— a spear. I love spears... Men should play with spears. With a long spear, you can kill enemies, and with a short spear, you can woo girls... Cough, cough..."
Old Tie coughed a few times dryly, "The last two sentences from my mouth, you didn't hear them, you didn't hear them."
Wu Tieru tightly held the spear with both hands, feeling the comfortable grip of the smooth shaft. The entire grey spear lacked any luster but was densely covered with extremely fine grooves. When he grasped the spear, his palms didn't slip at all, providing a comfortable and handy feeling.
The weight of the spear was neither light nor heavy, and when Wu Tieru swung the spear, he felt a smooth and natural flow. This spear had been crafted according to his current height, build, and strength.
After holding the spear, Wu Tieru fell in love with it in just a few swings.
"The craftsmanship is truly excellent!" Wu Tieru squinted his eyes, looking at the extremely fine grooves on the shaft. This spear appeared plain and simple, but his instinct told him that the workmanship of this spear was much better than the long knives carried by Wu Zhan, Wu Jin, and the others.
The material was also much better.
"What craftsmanship you say?" Old Tie hummed, "This is the Ancient Divine Armament Camp, where Ancient Divine Armaments rest and recuperate, resupply and provide long-term combat support... Of course, the craftsmanship here is top-notch."
Wu Tieru gripped the spear with excitement and returned to Old Tie's side.
He had already decided that he would never be separated from this spear, not even by half a step. It was his first weapon, truly his first weapon.
In the Wu family, only warriors were qualified to own weapons.
"Listen carefully," Old Tie's eyes flickered with blood as he stared at Wu Tieru firmly.
"If you want revenge, you must cultivate yourself to become stronger. You need Foundation Formation Pills, and you need more Foundation Formation Pills." Old Tie roared loudly, "But I can't help you anymore... From today onwards, you must hunt and gather materials for your Foundation Formation Pills yourself."
"If you want to become powerful, fight like a real man, young warrior!"
Old Tie's tone became extremely cold and rigid, "Endless battles, endless growth, until that day when you have enough strength to do what you want. Don't die before then."
Wu Tieru stared at Old Tie blankly.
Old Tie's tone made him feel uneasy.
Before, Old Tie helped him kill one thousand catties of meat.
But now, Old Tie wanted him to hunt prey himself. He had to leave the Ancient Divine Armament Camp and hunt the terrifying underground creatures outside.
"Think about your father... Think about your brother..." Old Tie seemed to have noticed Wu Tieru's hesitation and fear.
A boundless rage and pain surged within Wu Tieru.
His mind couldn't retain any other thoughts. He just muttered, "Foundation Formation Pills," and turned around, taking big strides to walk outside. Behind him, two metal spiders, with heads the same size as a person, followed him at a distance.
At the end of the corridor, the white metal seal slid open like water ripples.
Wu Tieru roared loudly, heavily stomping his feet on the ground. Surprisingly, he directly leaped over three meters high. After stepping on the wall of the pit, he leaped another two meters, directly jumping out of the pit, which was more than five meters deep.
His body landed heavily at the edge of the pit, and Wu Tieru stayed still for a long time. Only then did he joyously shout, "Strength!"
He could run so fast, and he could jump so high.
This was power.
Now, he no longer resembled the weakling who couldn't move a heavy stone.