4300 The Ancient Bronze Cauldron
“Junior Sister Qingxi, are you thinking about that person again?” Ran Gu sat down next to her, glanced at her, and said in a mischievous tone.
When Qingxi heard this, her pretty face couldn’t help but blush. She said angrily, “Senior brother, what are you saying? Don’t spout nonsense!”
She bared her fangs and brandished her claws, like a little tiger bluffing.
Upon seeing this, Ran Gu immediately laughed and said, “I didn’t even say that person’s name, how do you know who I’m talking about?”
After that, he reached out and rubbed Qingxi’s hair. He chuckled and said, “Although we haven’t had much contact with Brother Blood Sword, I can tell that he’s a dragon and phoenix among men. If you like him, why not? It can’t be considered embarrassing.”
After a pause, he continued, “Besides, didn’t master already say that he’s willing to help you find Brother Blood Sword?”
Hearing this, Qingxi’s face turned red, but she did not refute him. She just lowered her head and did not dare to look at Ran Gu. Her two lily-white hands clenched the corners of her clothes tightly.
At this moment, a beam of light shot over from the horizon.
Ran Gu and Qingxi quickly stood up.
“Master has returned from his travels.”
The escaping light dissipated, revealing the figure of an old man. It was Water Sorcerer Ruler, whom Jian Wushuang had befriended back in the Tarot ruins.
“Master, is Junior Sister Qingxi thinking about that person again? Master, have you heard any news about brother Blood Sword?” Ran Gu said with a smile.
“Master, don’t listen to senior brother’s nonsense!” Qingxi rolled her eyes at Ran Gu, but she could not hide the anticipation in the depths of her eyes.
However, the Water Sorcerer Ruler’s expression was a little strange today. He glanced at Qingxi with a complicated expression and said slowly, “Qingxi, let’s drop the matter of Blood Sword. Don’t think about it anymore.”
“Ah?”
Qingxi shuddered and hurriedly raised her head to look at Water Sorcerer Ruler.
“Let’s go!” The Water Sorcerer Ruler said expressionlessly, striding past them without another word.
“Master, why?”
“Let’s go!” Ran Gu shouted at Water Sorcerer Ruler back.
Water Sorcerer Ruler came to a halt upon hearing this question.
“There’s no reason.”
Water Sorcerer Ruler stepped into a private room.
Bang!
The door of the room was tightly closed.
Outside the room, Qingxi bit her lower lip hard, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears.
Ran Gu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed dejectedly, shook his head, and said nothing more.
He knew that since his master said so, he must have his reasons.
The two of them did not know.
Water Sorcerer Ruler was looking out the window of a private room, his hands clasped behind his back as he stared at the two with a helpless expression.
If he had no other choice, why would he say that?
“Xiaoxi, it’s not that I’m being unreasonable, but that Blood Sword is truly an important figure like a dragon in the sky. It’s not something we can reach. Rather than asking to be humiliated later, it’s better for me to cut the Gordian knot and help you remove your feelings as soon as possible.”
…
The news that Jian Wushuang had killed Qiu Long spread to every corner of the universe like a tornado.
Cosmos Temple, Great Void Temple, Nine Emperor Pavilion…
All the major forces had made a move because of Jian Wushuang.
It was said that the Nine Emperor Pavilion had already upgraded Jian Wushuang’s treatment to the highest level, comparable to that of a Supreme.
However, the dragon clan, which everyone had been looking forward to the most, had unexpectedly fallen silent.
At first, everyone had predicted that the disgraced dragon clan would launch a storm of attacks on Jian Wushuang. However, the dragon clan did not. It was as if nothing had happened. They did not mention Jian Wushuang’s name.
However, everyone knew that the more the dragon clan acted this way, the more terrifying the situation was!
As one of the most powerful races in the universe, the Dragon race would definitely not give up just like that.
The Dragon race was only preparing for a world-shaking storm that would shock the universe!
At that time, the storm would not only target Jian Wushuang, but also the Divine Life Palace, the Blood Wave Supreme, and so on.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the Ancient Path of Stars, in the eighteenth city…
Under the protection of the rules, the 18th city, which had been reduced to ruins, was gradually beginning to recover.
In a Palace.
Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged and was quietly packing up the loot he had obtained after killing Qiu Long.
There was no need to mention the divine materials, divine medicine, and universe origin stones. As the Supreme divine realm expert of the Dragon race, Qiu Long had plundered the Ancient Path of Stars for the past ten thousand years, and the number of things he had obtained could be counted in the sea.
Just the number of universe origin stones alone was no less than a billion.
As for divine materials, divine medicines, and some top-tier nomological true treasures, they were piled up like a mountain of garbage.
Jian Wushuang did not care about these things. The treasures he had brought out from the Tarot ruins were enough for him to use up for several chaos cycles. No matter how many things he had, they were just numbers to him.
However, Jian Wushuang was quite tempted by The Investiture of the Gods.
In the past ten thousand years, Qiu Long had collected eighty-five Investiture of the Gods!
It could be said that except for the deification tablets in the hands of the Overlord and the Nine Stars Saint, the others had all fallen into the hands of Qiu Long.
Of course, all of this naturally belonged to Jian Wushuang. Qiu Long’s plundering over the past ten thousand years was just a wedding dress for Jian Wushuang.
“Eighty-five Investiture of the Gods, plus the six I have, I have ninety-one. It doesn’t matter if I take the ones in the Overlord’s hands or not.”
Jian Wushuang’s eyes flickered and he was deep in thought.
If there were no accidents, it could be said that Jian Wushuang had already received the invitation to the Great Clan Gathering. All he needed to wait for was time.
Jian Wushuang collected his thoughts and continued to search for Qiu Long’s relics.
Soon, the two treasures caught Jian Wushuang’s attention.
One of them was an ancient bronze cauldron that had a missing leg.
The bronze cauldron was square in shape, and its body was covered with mysterious and obscure runes. It should have had four legs, but one of them seemed to have been forcibly cut off, leaving only three legs. It was clearly incomplete.
However, after Jian Wushuang’s surging divine power fell into the ancient cauldron, it was like a stone ox entering the sea. Nothing could be detected and the grade could not be distinguished.
One should know that with Jian Wushuang’s current divine power, even if it was a universe law Cardinal treasure with extreme power like the Wuqi Divine Sword, he could instantly figure out the truth and refine it to control it.
“I’m afraid the origin of this bronze cauldron is extraordinary.” Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
“However, we’ll have to wait until later to verify what this ancient bronze cauldron is.”
Shaking his head, Jian Wushuang ignored the cauldron and put it into his interspatial ring. Then, he looked at the second item that caught his attention.
It was a black token with dragon patterns!