Free Web NovelChapter 948: Chapter 673: Remnant Treasure
After the man finished speaking, he fell into a coma again and died that night. By the time he was buried, half of his body had petrified and his arms and legs could not even be bent anymore.
The content written on the paper ended there, and Yang Xiao immediately realized that if the content of the book were true, then this was a supernatural event, and the tomb’s master, the so-called demon monk, might really know some evil technique. But as an Angel Envoy, Yang Xiao understood that it wasn’t an evil technique but the bizarre power of the Resentful Eye.
This demon monk was also an Angel Envoy during his lifetime, and most likely a high-level Apostle. After his death, the Resentful Eye was buried with his body in the tomb. Over time, the Resentful Eye became uncontrollable and triggered supernatural events near the tomb, and these hapless villagers happened to dig up the entrance of the tomb, thus affected by the supernatural events and met their tragic end.
After a series of clinks and clatters, another bamboo tube rolled out from the exit. Yang Xiao frowned as he carefully picked up the bamboo tube, opened it, and the content of the paper inside made his gaze deepen.
It contained only two short sentences. If Yang Xiao wished, he could use this book as a bargaining chip to exchange for the whereabouts of Sui Chengguo.
But not now, he would have to wait about a week.
Yang Xiao was now clear that the Peace Hotel was backed by the Chamber of Commerce, a group that wouldn’t act without the prospect of profit. Previously, they asked for a Fierce Grade artifact to help find Sui’s whereabouts, but now they were willing to settle for this book, which means in the hotel’s eyes, the value of the book was equivalent to, or even greater than, a Fierce Grade artifact.
To know, this is just half of the incomplete volume. If it were a complete book, its true value would be much higher; it could at least be exchanged for an artifact at the Upper Level of Severe, or even the Peak of Fierce Level—a truly valuable item.
This was astonishing news for Yang Xiao, considering he had just randomly chosen this book from the many secret books in the chamber, and there were hundreds of books like this one in that room.
Worthy of being the Sect Master of the Yu Yuan Sect, a truly grand gesture. Yang Xiao was deeply shocked; he realized he had essentially raided the former Sect Master’s stash. If he found a buyer who knew their worth, selling all those books would bring in an astronomical sum, more than enough for him to spend for ten lifetimes.
Of course, this thought was just that—a thought. For one, he was not in need of money at the moment, and secondly, these books were treasures. Just because he couldn’t understand them now didn’t mean he wouldn’t be able to in the future. After all, the Soul-Capturing Mirror was now his, along with the books becoming his private property.
However, there was one thing—he had to figure out a way to kill that Sect Master. Otherwise, having this fortune without peace of mind just wouldn’t do.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Yang Xiao’s intent to kill surged. The Yu Yuan Sect indeed was a cult; how many innocent lives must have been harmed to collect these precious ancient books? This malignant tumor, the Yu Yuan Sect, must be eradicated!
Yang Xiao did not sell the book. He could find a way to obtain other Fierce Grade artifacts but once the book was sold, it would be impossible to retrieve. Also, if such an item fell into the hands of the Yu Yuan Sect, it could still bring trouble to him.
After paying up a Resentment-level Magical Artifact as a fee, Yang Xiao took the half book and left the room but did not leave the hotel—instead, he contacted Senior Brother Qingfeng.
Soon after, Yang Xiao met with Senior Brother Qingfeng. First, he took out the Ghost Lantern and asked Qingfeng to help examine it. After looking over it for a while and listening to Yang Xiao’s description of the artifact’s capabilities, Qingfeng found it increasingly strange, uncertain of what kind of artifact it really was.
In any case, Senior Brother Qingfeng only had one thing to say: the artifact was strange, seeming odd in both appearance and function.
"Brother, I would like to meet our uncle; is it convenient?" Unlike those books, the Ghost Lantern was one of Yang Xiao’s most treasured items, and its issues had to be addressed first.
"I’ll ask for you; our master has been in seclusion recently." Qingfeng did not dismiss the request outright. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
After taking out an old black flip phone from his pocket and operating it, Qingfeng told Yang Xiao that the master was waiting for him, and he had matters to attend to, so he wouldn’t accompany him, but Ming Yue would take him there.
Before long, the burly Senior Brother Ming Yue appeared before Yang Xiao, who immediately stood up and paid his respects, "Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Ming Yue."
"No need for such formalities."
Senior Brother Ming Yue turned and led him away. After passing the same endless staircase and being blindfolded, once Yang Xiao removed the blindfold, he found himself back in the dimly lit room with a tall and thin silhouette emerging from behind the curtain.
It was his uncle, sure enough, yet until now, his uncle always refused to show his true face. Yang Xiao recalled the Dean mentioning that the Taoist Double Killers had both been severely affected by the backlash of the Resentful Eye, possibly disfiguring their appearance, and did not wish to frighten him.
After listening to Yang Xiao’s account, the uncle instructed Senior Brother Ming Yue to present the Ghost Lantern to him for inspection, while Yang Xiao stood obediently in front of the curtain like a student asking a question, watching the figure behind the curtain carefully examine the Ghost Lantern.
"Ming Yue, give him some practice," the uncle’s voice, full of vicissitudes, paused before it sounded again, "Defense only, no offense. Do not hurt him."
"Yes, Master."
After retrieving the Ghost Lantern, Yang Xiao and Senior Brother Ming Yue took their stances. The moment Ming Yue gripped his pure black killing rod, Yang Xiao felt a surge of Evil Qi rush towards him.
