Chapter 161: The Third Legendary Equipment

At the border of the Divine Kingdom, in the Mountain Tiger Tribe…

Bang!

Song Qi dashed into his own room.

“Phew!”

He exhaled deeply, feeling somewhat tense.

“They probably didn’t notice my presence.”

“As long as they don’t see me with their own eyes, and with Di Xin around, I don’t have to worry about being divined.”

With that, Song Qi took out a helmet from his system backpack.

It was the equipment dropped by the deceased Bird God.

The helmet was crafted from an extremely hard metal.

It felt icy to the touch, as if a gentle breeze was flowing within it.

Two feathers adorned the sides of the helmet, adding to its exquisite design.

“Over ten billion experience points… it must be at least a level 100 monster.”

“Highly likely to be epic-grade.”

“Hopefully, it’s equipment I can use.”

Song Qi opened the equipment information…

[Helmet: Divine Wing Helm]
[Quality: Epic]
[Required Level: 60+]
[Required Attribute: Spirit 1000]
[Applicable Classes: Mage, Priest, Summoner]
[Strength: +50]
[Agility: +300]
[Constitution: +50]
[Spirit: +600]
[Effect 1: Increases wearer’s Spirit attribute by 30%.]
[Effect 2: Summon a fierce wind, which can be used offensively or as an automatic defense around the wearer.]
[Effect 3: Allows wearer to summon a level 90 Azure Feather Phoenix of legendary quality, fully obedient.]
[Evaluation: The Azure Feather Phoenix is a beloved child of the sky, forever accompanied by the heavens and the flowing wind.]

“It really is epic-grade equipment!”

“And I can actually wear it!”

Song Qi’s spirit surged.

Now he possessed three pieces of epic-grade equipment.

Without hesitation, he removed the heroic helmet he had bought long ago and equipped this one.

“I wonder if the summoned creature benefits from my talents?”

“If I could summon a level 90 holy spirit-level monster, that would be an excellent additional combat force.”

After pondering, Song Qi focused his mind.

“Summon.”

Bang!

A sudden gust of strong wind swept through.

Moments later, a giant bird over three meters tall appeared inside the room, nearly overturning it.

Song Qi circled the creature and checked its information.

“Quality is still legendary, but its attributes and skills are somewhat lacking.”

“What a pity…”

“I thought my talents would affect summoned equipment.”

Seeing his talents had no effect, Song Qi waved his hand and sent the Azure Feather Phoenix back.

Then he turned to look out the window…

Whoosh!

Song Qi suddenly appeared inside the chieftain’s tent, startling Shan Ming, who was practicing his skills.

At first, Shan Ming thought some careless tribe member had barged in.

But upon seeing it was Song Qi, he relaxed.

“Oh… it’s Brother Song.”

“Why are you back so early today?”

Shan Ming was surprised.

Normally, Song Qi returned only at dusk or even after midnight.

Today, he was home unusually early.

“I ran into those gods.”

Song Qi sighed as he explained.

“But don’t worry, the gods who saw me are dead now.”

“The Mountain Tiger Tribe and the other human tribes need not fear being implicated for the time being.”

The Azure Feather Phoenix was astonished to see Song Qi was human.

This meant the gods actually knew very little about Song Qi.

The gods of the Divine Kingdom only knew a powerful entity was hunting their offspring relentlessly.

But they had no clue about the hunter’s identity, appearance, or even race.

Moreover, because humanity was so weak on this continent, the gods never suspected the culprit might be human.

After hearing this, Shan Ming was first shocked and then asked in disbelief.

“Sir, you killed… a god?”

His voice was filled with incredulity.

“Yes, a bird with azure feathers.”

Song Qi nodded.

“The Azure Feather God?! How is that possible?!”

Shan Ming instinctively questioned, his tone rising sharply.

Hearing this, Song Qi raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.

“Didn’t I tell you? The gods in this Divine Kingdom are just beings with greater power.”

“They are not invincible.”

Shan Ming was stunned.

After a moment of silence, he sighed deeply and nodded.

“Yes, you’re right.”

He understood Song Qi’s reasoning.

But having been raised believing gods were supreme and utterly invincible, the impression of gods in his mind had been shaped over decades by words like “powerful” and “divine.”

Though rationally he understood otherwise, when he actually heard that a god had been defeated or even killed, he instinctively refused to believe it.

It was like people raised in atheistic environments often disbelieving in gods, while those raised in deeply religious areas accept gods’ existence as unquestionable.

For someone like Shan Ming, living within the Divine Kingdom, though he subconsciously believed gods were unbeatable, he did not worship them as omniscient and omnipotent, and he even dared to challenge them—which was quite remarkable.

Though his confidence came from another world’s god.

Seeing that Shan Ming seemed to calm down, Song Qi began discussing business.

“In short, it’s too risky for me to continue hunting divine beasts within the Divine Kingdom.”

“So for a while, I need to go outside the Divine Kingdom to hunt other high-level monsters.”

He pointed to the flame mark on his forehead.

“I don’t have a map of the lands beyond the Divine Kingdom.”

“So I’ll need to spend a lot of time and energy searching for the habitats of other high-level monsters.”

“Therefore, I’m hoping the god behind you can give me a larger power infusion at once.”

“Since I’ll be outside the Divine Kingdom, I don’t want to make the trip back and forth every day.”

“Best if they can provide enough energy for ten days or half a month in one go.”

Shan Ming nodded, then slowly closed his eyes.

“Please wait a moment. I need to inquire.”

Just a few minutes later, he opened his eyes again.

“The god has responded.”

“This time the power transfer is substantial and will take some time.”

“Please come again tomorrow morning.”

Song Qi didn’t mind.

One night’s delay was no problem.

But what intrigued him more was,

“The god behind you seems quite easy to talk to?”

“Hardly ever refuses your requests.”

Shan Ming chuckled lightly.

“Brother Song, you flatter me. No god is easy to deal with.”

“It’s just that the other party has needs from me recently.”

Those needs referred to the group of worshippers gathered on the hillside behind the Mountain Tiger Tribe, performing a ritual.

He worried that the otherworldly god might cut off the mark given to Song Qi.

So he dared not interrupt the worshippers’ ceremony.

In return, the god worried he might disturb the ritual, so they rarely refused even his modest requests.

Both sides tacitly maintained a superficial relationship.

Song Qi didn’t press further.

After confirming the time, he teleported away once again.