Chinese Superman

"I'm fine, senior sister."

Xia Xinghan tilted her head back, her smile clean and clear, and raised her hands, turning around in cooperation.

"Look, everything's fine."

Gu Zhi Qiu carefully checked and confirmed that Xia Xing Han had not lost a single hair and that his clothes were intact before she finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

But what followed was a deeper shock and confusion.

Just now, the "Bronze Bell" burned its life force, fully activating the Grade A relic "Spring and Autumn Qin Gong Bell", unleashing a terrifying attack. The power was so terrifying that even she was terrified.

Gu Zhi Qiu believed that if it were him, he would also need to maintain a sufficient distance and set up multiple layers of earthen walls, stone walls, and metal defenses in advance to reduce the damage layer by layer in order to resist.

It's absolutely impossible for someone like Xia Xinghan to stand still, completely unharmed, and even protect the ground beneath their feet!

"How...how did you manage to get through it?" Gu Zhi Qiu couldn't help but ask.

"It... blocked it."

Xia Xinghan blinked, unable to explain the concept of biofield in detail.

"I guess it's because I'm not a picky eater, I eat well, and that makes me physically strong."

Gu Zhi Qiu: "..."

Xia Xinghan didn't say anything, and she wouldn't press him for details.

"It was my oversight just now. I didn't expect you to push 'Bronze Bell' to this point."

"Although relic hunters are a group of desperados, they are ruthless but also value their lives. They will only unleash their strongest attack with the idea of ​​mutual destruction if they are completely desperate and have no chance of survival. Otherwise, they will not do so."

"Anyway, it's good that everyone is alright."

She gently patted Xia Xinghan's shoulder, suppressing the lingering fear in her heart, stood up, and regained her usual cool and calm demeanor.

"The more time I spend with my junior brother, the more mysterious I find him."

"When I first received the mission, I thought it was just to protect the son of a high-ranking official, but I was too naive."

Gu Zhi Qiu's thoughts began to surge.

At this moment, Xia Xinghan had already run to the body of the "bronze bell" and picked up the small bronze bell, about the size of a bowl and covered in rust, from the ground.

It feels heavy in the hand and cool to the touch. The texture on it is ancient and mysterious, but there is no energy fluctuation at the moment, just like an ordinary antique.

"The Duke of Qin from the Spring and Autumn Period?"

"But it seems to have completely fallen silent."

Xia Xinghan immediately recognized the "true form" of the relic. He flicked his finger and struck it. The bell's tone became dull and muffled, lacking the awe-inspiring roar of before.

"Um."

Gu Zhi Qiu walked over and glanced at it.

"When the person who wields the object dies, the object will fall silent and return to its ordinary state."

"Unless it finds a new owner, in our hands it will be no different in essence from an ordinary bronze bell in a museum, except that the material may be a little special."

"Senior sister, can you control it? Like you control other metals?" Xia Xinghan asked curiously, recalling Gu Zhiqi's "ability" to manipulate metal.

Gu Zhi Qiu shook his head and replied, "No."

"The relic is dormant, but it is still a relic. Its essence has transcended the realm of ordinary matter, and my mystical power cannot directly affect it. However..."

She paused, her hand reaching for the Spring and Autumn Period gold-hilted iron sword and the jade-hilted iron sword at her waist.

"Although these two swords are relics, they have chosen me as their master, so I can control them with mysterious power and perform sword control techniques, or... fly on swords."

Sword control technique?

Xia Xinghan's eyes lit up.

As a Chinese person, who doesn't dream of becoming a sword immortal?

Riding a flying sword with effortless skill is still quite cool!

"Theoretically, as long as I have enough spiritual power, I can fly on them. But these two swords are too short, standing on them... might look a bit strange."

Gu Zhi Qiu continued speaking, a rare hint of helplessness appearing on his face.

"Moreover, using the mysterious power of relics to fly on a sword consumes a lot of energy and is not as fast as using high-level footwork martial arts such as 'Flying Swallow,' so it is not as practical as Lingyan Ferry."

Xia Xinghan imagined Gu Zhi Qiu flying on two short swords and almost burst out laughing. He nodded in agreement, "That's true."

"However, Senior Sister, you can carry more metal ornaments with you. They can be used to defend against enemies and also to fly."

"I tried it, but it's not practical. It's uncomfortable and consumes a lot of energy."

Gu Zhi Qiu gave a simple answer, while raising her hand in a gesture of invitation.

The surrounding pebbles and soil began to roll, quickly enveloping the headless corpse of the "Bronze Bell" and forming a dense stone cocoon.

"Let's go, let's meet up with Tian Shu."

Gu Zhi Qiu returned to the previous battlefield and used the same method to manipulate the earth and stones to wrap and treat the "Broken Blade" corpse, and took out the bronze halberd head relic that had been "sealed".

The spearhead, too, was dim and silent, like ordinary iron.

Because its owner is dead.

After doing all that, the two returned to the empty workshop where the initial transaction had taken place.

Beside the wreckage of the old man's car, which had been split in two, "Money Rat" Tian Shu was huddled behind a relatively intact, huge iron barrel, peeking out and looking terrified.

Seeing Gu Zhiqi and Xia Xinghan return safely, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly crawled out from behind the iron barrel.

"Grandma Gu... and this little boy, you're finally back!"

"That commotion just now... oh my god, I thought the factory was going to collapse!"

Tian Shu patted his chest, still shaken.

He was wearing an old woman's silicone headpiece, but his voice was that of a man, which looked quite comical.

At the same time, Tian Shu had some doubts.

Previously, when she collaborated with Gu Zhi Qiu, she mostly relied on surprise attacks and swiftly resolved issues with decisive methods, rarely causing such a commotion.

Tian Shu's gaze swept over Xia Xinghan, a knowing glint in his eyes.

It seems this is to train the child beside him?

But how could a child who looks only five or six years old single-handedly take on a Relic Hunter who burns his life force and possesses a Grade A Relic?

It was successful?

Is that... even possible?

Tian Shu shook his head frantically in his heart, rejecting his own wild guess.

Gu Zhi Qiu was probably secretly backing up the situation and making a move at the crucial moment, right?

Yes, that must be it!

The fact that a child could be chosen as a protector and accompany someone through trials suggests that this child is likely not ordinary, but rather someone of great wealth and status.

Thinking of this, Tian Shu habitually put on a professional smile, stepped forward, pulled out a fancy-designed business card from his pocket, and handed it to him with both hands:

"Young friend, nice to meet you. My name is Tian Shu, and my heirloom is the 'Treasure Bowl.' I am skilled in disguise, information gathering, and matchmaking."

"If you need anything in the future, just contact us! Fair prices, honest and reliable!"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled off the silicone headgear that the old lady was wearing, revealing a young man's face with somewhat shifty eyes, but with a shrewd look in his eyes.

Xia Xinghan took the business card, put it in his pocket, and glanced at the silicone headgear again.

Observing the expression on Tian Shu's face, he immediately handed it over: "Take a look."

Xia Xinghan reached out and touched the silicone headgear. It was soft to the touch, with fine texture, and even the pores and age spots were clearly visible. It was so lifelike that it could easily be mistaken for a real headgear in dim light.

"Well done!"

"Hehe, just a skill to make a living." Tian Shu smiled smugly.

Xia Xinghan suspected that he might have some other side business.

"By the way, your keepsake is the treasure bowl? Shen Wansan's treasure bowl?" Xia Xinghan asked while returning the silicone headgear.

He recalled a story from a folk tale:

Some say that the Treasure Basin was originally a precious treasure in front of the Jade Emperor's palace in Heaven, but it was kicked down to the upper reaches of a wild river in the mortal world by Sun Wukong's havoc in Heaven.

Some say it is related to Shen Wansan, a merchant in the early Ming Dynasty. According to records, he released frogs and accidentally obtained an earthenware pot. He could put gold and silver into it and multiply it infinitely.

During the reign of Emperor Hongwu of the Later Ming Dynasty, when Jubao Gate was being built, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang buried it in the foundation of the city to suppress feng shui and evil spirits, thus helping the city gate to be completed smoothly.