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Chapter 236

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"Very well, Minister Wang. I'll contact Chief Commander Li right away."

Zhou Yu nodded in acknowledgment. He was certainly capable since he could be Wang Hou's assistant and spokesperson, and he was the one who made the decisions on many matters.

As for Wang Hou?

Would he have the time to deal with such trivialities?

He would cultivate in seclusion today and go out for a stroll tomorrow, occasionally looking for heritage sites or investigating ancient matters. He would not return to his office more than a few times a month if there was nothing important.

Even if he did return, he would be sitting cross-legged and sipping tea from a thermos cup. It was only when something truly important came up that Wang Hou had to make a decision.

Zhou Yu was about to leave when Wang Hou called out to him again. "Old Zhou," he said, "send word that before I come to a conclusion with the Dragoncroc Emperor, don't start a fight with the Feral Kings."

"By the way, contact Jiang He as well and have him cultivate in peace for some time."

For some reason, Wang Hou felt uneasy whenever he thought of Jiang He.

He could not get through to him … could the kid have gone off to cause trouble?

Cheng Dongfeng of the Eight Trigrams School suspected that Jiang He had gone to blow up Mount Dadong?

Was that not a little too ridiculous?

Even if Jiang He was that bored, how big was Mount Dadong? It stretched over hundreds of miles … and blow it up?



Meanwhile.

Inside the daemonic heritage site at Mount Dadong.

Jiang He landed on the ground and took off the daemonic armor and blade gourd from the Graywolf King's body. Having the experience of using the Scarlet Flame Sword, Jiang He studied them for a while and soon noticed the difference between the daemonic armaments and human mystic treasures.

Hmmm … there was actually no difference, since they were still mystic treasures in essence!

It was just that the daemonic armaments were refined by the daemons.

After they were refined, they would be nourished with their qi and Daemonic Qi over a long period of time, tainting the mystic treasures with concentrated Daemonic Qi. If human cultivators wanted to use daemonic armaments, they would have to use mystic energy to erase the Daemonic Qi on the daemonic armaments, and only then would they be refined with a drop of blood.

"Since they are both mystic treasures, why do I feel that the quality of the daemonic armor is so poor?"

Jiang He thought to himself as he weighed the silver armor in his hand. "If we go by the grading system of mystic treasures in Xianxia novels, this armor is probably a mystic item and not a soul item."

"On the other hand, this Baleful Saber Demonic Gourd's Astral Saber is not weak. It should be a Spirit Artifact."

Mystic items were soul items, and above that would be sage items and immortal items. Jiang He was not sure if that was the case.

This Saberfiend Demonic Gourd was extremely special.

Usually, this thing only needed to be nurtured with Daemonic Qi and Dharmic powers. When it was time to use it, one could use Daemonic Qi and Blood Essence to activate it, and it would be able to slash out a blood-colored astral saber. Of course, if a human cultivator wanted to use it, they would have to use their Dharmic powers to nurture it.

"These things are useless to me. Let's give them to Dumbo and Trumbo."

Hence, Jiang He put away the Silver Armor and the Murderous Blade Bottle Gourd. After searching for a while, he found a jade scroll on the Graywolf King's body. The words written on it were a special ancient script, and Jiang He felt a headache after a glance at it …

One word …

He did not recognize any of them!

"Perhaps this is the cultivation method of demonic cultivation. I'll ask Marquis when I get back and see if he can find someone to translate this."

The Ash Wolf King's corpse naturally couldn't be wasted.

By the time Jiang He put everything away, Yan Dehao was running towards him from the distance.

To avoid Yan Dehao's nagging, Jiang He spoke first, "Grandmaster Yan, let's search this heritage site and see if there are other treasures and legacies inside."

"Why would we look for those things?"

Yan Dehao scowled. He was still thinking about the daemonic traits on his face, and said, "Didn't you say it before? This is a heritage site of daemonic cultivators. Even if there are treasures, we humans might not be able to use them. "

"If you could find any treasures or legacies, I could trade them with cultivation resources of equivalent value."

"For real?"

Delighted, Yan Dehao promptly began to search the heritage site. Even so, the heritage site was only so vast, and he found nothing even after going one whole round. Jiang He found nothing as well.

Perhaps because the heritage site was relatively poor, the Silver Armor, the Murderous Blade Bottle Gourd, and the daemonic cultivation manual were all that the heritage site had.

Since there were no treasures or legacies in the heritage site, there was no need to keep searching.

"By the way, Mister Jiang … how do we get out?"

Yan Dehao asked meekly all of a sudden.

Jiang He did a double take.

That was right.

How?

While the daemonic cultivator's heritage site could not compare to the Womb Realm of the Death Adamant, it was still a small world that had its own space. Could it open on its own after five or six days?

How boring would that be?

Jiang He whipped out his phone for a look, but there was no signal inside the heritage site.

Well …

He even gave up on the idea of calling Wang Hou, an experienced individual who had entered the heritage site multiple times for advice.

"What should we do?"

"What should we do, Mister Jiang … we don't know how to open this heritage site … we can't open it at all … are we going to be trapped here until we die?"

"Mister Jiang …"

Yan Dehao was pacing around in a panic. Stamping his foot, he was about to say something when a soft crack could be heard beneath his feet.

He looked down to find that the ground beneath his feet had split open.

It was not just beneath Yan Dehao's feet. In that very moment, the entire heritage site was quaking. The earth was cracking, daemonic winds were billowing, and even the gray mist up in the skies was quaking and tearing apart as if an invisible hand was stirring it.

"Why … why is it cracking?"

Yan Dehao exclaimed in shock, "I didn't use any strength, Mister Jiang …"

Jiang He grabbed Yan Dehao and took to the skies, dashing towards the rift in the skies. The world spun in the instant he approached the rift, and in the next instant, he appeared at the bottom of the ravine from before.

Kaboom!

A dull rumble echoed from beneath the ground, and Jiang He soon felt the ravine beneath his feet quaking. The tremors rapidly spread across all directions, and soon, all of Mount Dadong was quaking violently.

"I really didn't use any strength, Mister Jiang!"

"You have to believe me, I really didn't step on it!"

Yan Dehao wailed, but Jiang He pretended not to hear him as he carried Yan Dehao with a single hand and flew up into the night sky. Just as he reached the horizon, the ravine collapsed violently, rumbling incessantly and kicking up dust into the air.

After a full six or seven minutes, the earthquake caused by the violent collapse finally stopped.

Jiang He's True Qi stirred, blowing away the dust that filled the skies as he headed downwards. Everything within dozens of kilometers around the ravine had completely caved in, and the violent tremors had opened fissures that extended over a hundred kilometers. There was no telling how many mountaintops had been shaken off, causing them to split and break.

"Gasp!"

Jiang He could not help inhaling sharply.

That …

Was that not too horrific?

Was the collapse of the heritage site causing such a huge chain reaction?

It was fortunate that the heritage site was inside Mount Dadong. Wouldn't the entire city be reduced to rubble if it was beneath some city?



(PS: It's time for the fourth update … staying up all night to write is so unbearable that I'm falling asleep as I write. It's a new month, please guarantee your monthly tickets. Thank you, everyone!)

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