Xun Shu was standing in the middle of a circular platform. On the platform was a metal table that looked like a casting table. A ball of black flames was burning brightly on the table. In the middle of the flames, there was a faint golden light flashing.
The few of them walked closer and realized that there was an illusory image of a sword floating in the light. It rippled like water, faintly discernible. Xun Shu stood at the side in shock, his face full of disbelief. He muttered, "How can this be? How can this be?" He took a few steps back, his eyes full of disappointment. He laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "No wonder … no wonder the clan rules say that no one can obtain this sword. So that's how it is."
Lonemoon stepped forward to look at the sword in the flames. Suddenly, he thought of something and frowned. "Could this … be the Six-Joint Sword?"
Xun Shu paused and clenched his fists by his side. Then, he slowly nodded.
"How can that be …" The thing in the flames was clearly the shadow of a sword!
"It's the Mirage Divine Spell." Before Lonemoon could finish, Xun Shu explained in disappointment, "This sword is sealed in the void of chaos. So although it can be seen, there is no way to retrieve it. So this is the power of creation that can split the heavens and split the earth. "Because it was sealed in the void of chaos, unless one had the ability to break through realms, there was no way to retrieve it.
"You want it?" Shen Ying suddenly asked.
Xun Shu laughed self-deprecatingly. "Everyone who enters the Immortal Realm wants this sword."
"Oh."
"It's a pity that this sword is not in this realm. No one … Eh? Wait! What are you doing? "
He turned his head, only to see Shen Ying suddenly reach out towards the flames.
"This is immortal origin fire, you can't …" Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ying's hand had already passed through the black flames. She tightened her grip and with a whoosh, she pulled the sword out of the flames. In an instant, golden light shone brightly and thick immortal Qi filled the entire space.
She … took it out?
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How could this be!
Shen Ying looked at the sword in her hand. Apart from the yellow dot, it did not seem to be anything special. She threw the sword to Xun Shu and said, "Here!"
"Huh?"
She … gave it to him?! Was he hallucinating? He looked at the sword in his hand with a dumbfounded expression. When he raised his head to look at the person opposite him, he realized that she had already turned around to look at the person behind her.
"Father Niu, I think this fire is not bad."
"Master, this is the Essence Flame of the Immortal World. No other Deviant Flames can compare to it."
"Oh, do you want to bring it back?"
Lonemoon rolled his eyes at them. "Isn't that obvious? Of course we have to bring it back. The key is that this fire can burn anything. There's nothing to store it in! "
"Master, this table doesn't seem to be burning. Could it be that it can restrain this fire?"
"Why don't we … take the table with us?"
Yi Qing, do you have any more space in your storage bag? "
"There's only half of the last one left. I wonder if it's enough?"
"Whatever, let's put it on first."
Thus, the three of them each took a corner of the storage bag and walked toward the Exceptional Flame Platform. They looked like they wanted to take the pot away with them.
Xun Shu: "…"
Hey, hey, hey! The divine artifact is right here, why don't you take a look at it? Why were they all staring at that ball of fire and drooling? Was the fire more important than the divine artifact? Why did he suddenly feel like he was going blind?
The corner of his mouth twitched. He glanced at Shen Ying, then lowered his head to look at the sword in his hand. Finally, he could not help but call out, "Shen Ying!"
"Huh?" The person who was about to instruct them to move the table turned back.
"You … really gave this sword to me?"
"Yes." Shen Ying nodded. Was there a problem? She did not guarantee it.
Xun Shu still could not believe it. He reminded her again, "This is a divine artifact!" She had given it to him so easily. Even the other two did not seem to have any objections.
"I know. You don't want it?"
"…" He was at a loss for words. He was even more conflicted now. She knew from the start that he had followed them because he wanted to use her to find this sword. He had clearly suspected him the entire way here, and he had already made preparations to fight to the death if he really found him. But she … actually gave it to him just like that! There was no hesitation or reluctance. She threw it to him as if it was a bun. "Why?"
"Huh?" Shen Ying paused. She looked even more confused. "If you want it, I'll give it to you. This … does it need a reason?"
"…"
He was about to ask more questions when Lonemoon urged, "Shen Ying, help me open the bag. Otherwise, how are we going to put it in?"
"Oh." Shen Ying turned around and tugged at the storage bag.
Xun Shu clenched his fists. Looking at the three busy people, he chuckled.
A while later …
"The table is not restraining the fire. It's the living soil on it." What the hell was this uncontrollable urge to remind them?
Xun Shu took two steps forward and pushed aside the people surrounding the table. He grabbed a handful of yellow soil from the table and threw it into the fire. The black fire immediately shrunk into a ball. The soil immediately surrounded the fire. Within seconds, it formed a yellow ball of soil and landed on the table.
"That'll do!" He handed over the yellow ball wrapped in flames.
"Wow!"
The three of them exclaimed like country bumpkins. So this kind of technology existed.
Lonemoon took it. Indeed, the deviant fire wrapped in the living soil was no longer warm. It was even slightly cold. He immediately kept it in his storage bag. Glancing at the table beside him, he narrowed his eyes and waved to the two people behind him. "Continue carrying it!" Take it all away. Don't waste it!
"…" How poor are you guys?
The corner of his mouth twitched as he watched the few of them shove the table into their storage bags. Suppressing the veins on his forehead, he took a deep breath and took a step forward. He walked to the center of the room and held the God artifact in his hands. His eyes darkened as he said, "This sword … Thank you!"
"You're welcome!" Shen Ying replied subconsciously.
"Do you want to know why I want this weapon?" Xun Shu clenched his fists. Suddenly, he had the urge to say something.
The three people turned to look at him.
Xun Shu took a deep breath. Although he had chased them all the way here in the name of the Winter Spirit Leaf, these people had been very loyal to him. They knew what he wanted, but did not attack him. What's more, they had given him the sword so readily. He should not continue to hide it. Otherwise, he would be a villain.
"Actually …"
"I don't want to know!" Before he could finish, the three of them spoke in unison.
Huh? Huh!
Shen Ying: "That's so troublesome. One look and I can tell you're going to tell a long story. It's almost dinner time. It's not good for your stomach if you're late."
Lonemoon: "We're not that close. Why should we be interested in your tragic past? If we have the time, we might as well continue looking for materials. "
Yi Qing: "It's time to prepare dinner. What does Master want to eat tonight?"
Xun Shu: "…"
What the hell? Can you guys at least have some normal reactions?
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