This Summoner Is Too Powerful

Chapter 663 - 479: Kung Fu Panda’s Commission (Part 2)

In contrast, Wu Guinan and Long Ren had a high level of acceptance and were now discussing the scene before them.

These two were enthusiasts, not to be judged by common standards.

In fact, Li Pu himself was somewhat surprised.

He didn’t expect the dual S augmentation of [Snail Grass] + [Fiery Throne] could elevate the power of [Small Fireball] to such an extent.

Would it become even more powerful if [Small Fireball] was upgraded to an S-level skill in the future?

But he knew now wasn’t the time to think about these things, as the blue fire breath had already swept through several rounds, leaving no trace of the gun-cannon creatures in sight.

[Grass! X_X]

At this time, the grass figure lay on the throne, grass tongue lolling, feeling utterly drained.

The power brought by the augmentation was gratifying, but using the external force of [Fiery Throne] to wield power not inherently its own required a price.

It felt like it needed to gulp down half a ton of cola to recover.

"Come on, it’s our turn to act now."

Li Pu knew it was time for him to take the stage.

His task was to—clean the battlefield.

The gun-cannon creatures’ wreckage lay everywhere, and many core gemstones were burned to ashes by the blue fire.

Yet those that survived were still in considerable quantity.

Strictly speaking, this wrapping-up task belonged to Bubbu.

[Eat eat eat eat eat!]

With Li Pu’s command, it began pulling out its pouches.

One by one, small blue glowing kangaroos appeared on the battlefield.

They scoured the ground for core gemstones, picked them up, and stuffed them into their blue glowing pouches.

Using the Space Transfer Technique, all of these items truly ended up with Bubbu.

Li Pu had only recently discovered this new use for the [Throwing Pouch].

Far more practical and reliable than Bubbu using it to snatch food from afar.

"This replication skill is really formidable..."

Seeing all the blue glowing figures everywhere, Kung Fuyuan felt almost unable to count them.

Never did it expect the inner strength of the big-headed little kangaroo by its side to be so profound, releasing over a hundred replicas while still maintaining composure?

It seems the father’s entrustment before departure was true, as this Kung Fu Cripple is surrounded by many powerful followers!

Thinking of this, Kung Fuyuan couldn’t help but touch its own belly.

Yes, the belly.

In fact, its belly wasn’t as round as everyone thought.

"But Cripple, what’s the purpose of collecting all these gun-cannon stones?"

Kung Fu Hawk had been puzzled for several days.

To Kung Fu creatures, nothing on the gun-cannon creatures held any value.

So in its eyes, Li Pu’s actions were akin to collecting trash.

"Of course, there’s a purpose."

Li Pu smiled and explained.

"Turns out this is a valuable item in other realms."

Kung Fu Hawk, after hearing this, finally showed an enlightened expression.

"That’s right, it’s essentially equivalent to the fur of your lower-grade Kung Fu creatures."

Li Pu provided an example.

During the time at camp, he hadn’t been idle.

Instead, he seized the opportunity to gather many lower-grade Kung Fu creatures’ fur.

After all, while the skills provided are the same, they are indeed related materials, and at the very least can be used for sacrifice and upgrade.

"I see."

Upon hearing this explanation, Kung Fu Hawk finally let go of his concerns.

Bubbu’s blue glowing replicas swiftly cleaned the battlefield, collecting all the core gemstones before the new gun-cannon creature army closed in.

Li Pu had initially planned to continue collecting core gemstones, but seeing the grass figure like that, it seemed to have no combat power for the time being.

Better to leave this encirclement for now and plan further ahead.

As time waits for no one, at worst, he could return after the monthly exam to leisurely collect more.

So they traveled towards the direction of the instance light gate, on the way encountering some enthusiastic gun-cannon creatures, which they cleanly dealt with.

After pressing forward for half a day, they finally arrived at the destination.

"Cripple, this is as far as we can escort you."

"See you in a few days."

Kung Fu Hawk bid farewell to Li Pu and the others, spread its wings, and flew skyward.

It was eager to return to guard Kung Fu Fountain.

"Um..."

The not-yet-departed Kung Fuyuan seemed hesitant.

Under the curious gaze of everyone, it reached towards its belly.

Unexpectedly, near its stomach, it was tied with a white fur pelter.

The color of this fur pelter matched its own perfectly; even upon close inspection, nothing seemed out of place.

What Kung Fuyuan took out from the pelter was surprisingly a fist-sized egg and a letter.

"What’s this..."

Seeing the two items handed over, Li Pu hesitated slightly.

"My father instructed me before departure to hand this letter and egg to you when Kung Fu Cripple leaves."

Kung Fuyuan spoke thus.

"What the heck is this, an egg-shell creature?"

Wu Guinan leaned over; he had never seen such a small egg-shell creature.

"Feels like a quail egg..."

Long Ren thought the black-and-white speckled appearance resembled such.

"This isn’t a quail egg, but... my brother."

Kung Fuyuan’s simple statement left them all stunned.

A jumble of questions popped up from their minds.

Kung Fuyuan’s brother, meaning the child of Kung Fu Panda.

Why would a panda’s child be an egg?

Even if the opposite wasn’t lying, why entrust one’s child to Li Pu?

The answer lay within the letter.

"This is interesting."

After reading the letter, Li Pu handed the paper to the curious Wu Guinan and Long Ren.

"Digging a loop, can it even be done like this?"

"Definitely has the flavor of entrusted care."

Upon reading, both were equally amazed.

Turns out, Kung Fu Panda wasn’t the dull, stupid creature it portrayed; rather he’d be called wise beyond his appearance.

Since Li Pu’s first appearance day, with many outside travel experiences, it had recognized his identity, as a Summoner.

If able to accompany a powerful Summoner, it would certainly contribute significantly to growth.

Now with the gun-cannon army encroaching, no one could assure their own safety.

Thus, Kung Fu Panda wanted to entrust his newborn son to Li Pu.

As for compensation, it was the son itself.

"Don’t know why, but something feels off in this whole scenario."

However, Li Pu frowned, supporting his chin, sensing an inexplicable oddity.

[Beep!]

At this moment, Long Ren raised up his wristwatch.

"Digging a loop, you hit a jackpot with this."

"This is an A+-grade summon beast, inherently second transition!"

The surprising data feedback made Long Ren exclaim on the spot.

A+-grade, and inherently second transition.

Indicating this summon’s potential was immensely strong.

To put it unkindly, if the freshly summoned grass figure faced off, it might not even beat this egg.

Grass figure: Grass oh.

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At the same time, at Kung Fu Spring’s camp.

A mechanical pigeon lay still on the ice-sculpted round table.

Several Kung Fu Kings circled the table, faces grave.

The mechanical pigeon wasn’t caught by them; it was sent by high-grade gun-cannon creatures, a communication device.

Surprisingly, this wasn’t a declaration of war, and the content was fairly long.

The intent of this gun-cannon creature batch wasn’t to seize Kung Fu Spring.

They belonged to a gun-cannon creature tribe inadvertently drifting in the void, now launching an invasion to return home.

Indeed, for the little Kung Fu realm to revert, using the Kung Fu realm as a bridge to return to the gun-cannon realm.

The time given by the opposite was merely 30 minutes.

Now they’ve pressed within 200 meters of the camp.

If Kung Fu creatures don’t break the core, allowing the little Kung Fu realm to revert, within 30 minutes, they’ll launch a full-scale assault.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here and now, I won’t pretend to maintain the false reputation of king of kings; let’s vote."

Round Penguin surveyed around.

There were nine Kung Fu Kings present, ensuring no ties, and this matter required a prompt outcome.

"To avoid greater losses, a return is necessary."

"Actually, it’s good; haven’t gone home for a look for a long while."

"Humph, I won’t co-exist peacefully with gun-cannon creatures and must fight them to the bitter end!"

"Even if it’s a blood battle, you can certainly wait till we revert; don’t drag us down."

"Everyone, are we deciding in this short span, or should we try to stall a few more days..."

The Kung Fu Kings held differing opinions, ultimately deciding with a 6:3 result.

The little Kung Fu realm, immediately reverts.

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