Chapter 133 - Three Treasures

This sword seemed to sever the souls of everyone present.

Wan Jianxing’s body stiffened, his sword-holding hand trembling slightly as cold sweat dripped down his face.

He had been completely unable to evade that sword stroke, and what terrified him the most was that he had not been able to discern its trajectory.

Drip-drip!

Bright red blood spattered onto the bluestone beneath, blossoming into droplets.

Yuan Fei’s face was as white as a sheet, with a crack across his chest that spread from his left shoulder to his abdomen.

He looked at Lin Xuan in horror, only to see the latter turn away emotionlessly and slowly walk away.

“Lin Xuan!” Yuan Fei clenched his fists and roared softly.

Since defeating Wan Jianxing, he had looked down upon sword cultivators, believing that any sword cultivator facing him was doomed to lose.

However, Lin Xuan’s sword had shown him just how terrifying a sword cultivator could be.

If it had been a fight to the death, he probably would have already been dead.

After a long time, the surrounding martial artists came to their senses, many of them excited.

“That was stunning!

I wonder if he can make it into the top hundred of the Hidden Dragon List?”

Many disciples felt invigorated, proud that such a genius could emerge from Yunzhou.

“Top hundred?” Wan Jianxing murmured to himself, as if pondering something…

In the days that followed, more and more people entered the Blood-colored Heavenly Palace, frantically searching for treasures.

Shadows flickered everywhere, though only a few managed to obtain treasures.

As time passed, the crowd gradually made their way deeper into the palace.

The atmosphere started to grow oppressive, as if an invisible force enveloped the area.

Despite the heavy atmosphere, the treasures became increasingly precious, with a variety of rare items appearing, almost unbearable for the eager treasure-seekers.

Lin Xuan moved ceaselessly, increasingly astonished by his surroundings.

The palace seemed immensely vast, featuring various buildings and even some caves and secret chambers, almost like a small world.

Of course, the most intense area was the main hall, where three treasures shone brilliantly, captivating everyone’s attention.

Around the three treasures, colorful seals prevented people from getting close.

Almost seventy percent of the disciples had gathered here, their eyes blazing with enthusiasm, as if they were watching a beautiful woman bathing.

Lin Xuan subdued his aura and silently observed from within the crowd.

He noticed Murong Qianling, Zheng Jun, and Xie Changfeng were absent, but Yuan Fei, Wan Jianxing, and some members of the Four Great Families were present.

Among them, he spotted the Ling Family disciples—four of them huddled together, their faces alight with frenzied expressions.

Lin Xuan chuckled coldly in his heart, knowing that half of the ten members from the Ling Family who had entered were already dead by his hand, a result of their own making.

One must be prepared to die if they seek to kill!

He did not act immediately but quietly waited among the crowd.

The three treasures in the sky continued to float, emitting an immense brilliance.

Lin Xuan, using his Purple Spirit Eyes, watched closely.

Afterward, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Among the three treasures, there were no sword weapons, but only other types of weapons.

His Red Flame Greatsword was fundamentally a supportive weapon, as Lord of Wine had mentioned; its effects shone in cultivation and arrays.

In cultivation, he had already experienced the Ten Times Gravity, which had hugely benefited him, but he would need to wait until his cultivation improved to employ other functions.

He was still in need of a primary offensive sword.

Three treasures were present, the middle one being a light purple armor with intricate patterns.

On the left was a long spear, entirely deep red, with the spearhead exuding sparks of icy light, as if it were a flood dragon from the abyss, ready to soar to the heavens.

On the right was a long sword, its beautiful curve reminiscent of a crescent moon, captivating to behold.

“I wonder what grade these three treasures are?” Lin Xuan mused, curious.

While there was no longsword, acquiring one could undoubtedly be of great benefit.

Whether through trade or auction, he could gain considerable wealth.

Lord of Wine narrowed his eyes and said softly, “All three are Xuan-grade treasures, totally sufficient for the Spirit Sea Realm.”

Treasures are categorized into five ranks: Human, Xuan, Spirit, Earth, and Heaven, each rank divided into high, intermediate, and low grades among which Earth and Heaven Ranks are nearly mythical, seemingly existing only in legends.

Currently, the highest-grade treasures are of the Spirit Rank; any of these treasures is a heavy treasure of a sect, scarcely attainable by ordinary people.

Treasures like these in the Xuan Rank, once put out there, could make even the elders covetous.

“The middle one, the light purple armor, is of the highest grade here, classified as Dark-grade Intermediate Treasure, while the other two are Low-level Xuan Rank,” Lord of Wine explained.

“How does that purple armor compare to the one I’m wearing?” Lin Xuan asked.

“The grade of yours is clearly higher, and the craftsmanship superior, but its downside is it breaks too easily, losing most of its functions.”

“As for that purple armor in the air, though its material and craftsmanship are average, it’s in perfect condition.”

“All things considered, they are almost comparable,” analyzed Lord of Wine.

Lin Xuan’s eyes shimmered with orange light; he could see unusual runes on all three treasures and asked curiously, “Are those patterns on them engravings?”

“They barely qualify,” Lord of Wine scoffed, clearly disdainful, “Strictly speaking, they are far from First-Grade Runes!”

Lin Xuan scratched his head; it seemed that Engravers were more formidable than he had imagined.

“Which one should I take?” Lin Xuan felt troubled.

If others knew his thoughts, they probably would be infuriated to death by him!

It was infuriating; so many experts were present, none could guarantee acquiring one, yet he was fretting over which one to take!

Such an evident gap!

“Forget it, among these three, only that long sword really catches my eye; let’s go with that one,” Lin Xuan decided and began to ready himself.

His action didn’t draw much attention as many in the hall shared his motions.

Obtaining any of these treasures would mean striking it rich!

Finally, someone couldn’t stand it any longer and launched an attack on the seals.

The attack like drill practice struck the seal, causing ripples to spread, the next moment, a violent aura emitted.

The three treasures glowed brilliantly, vibrating incessantly.

As if provoked by that attack, the three treasures began to exert their power, terrifying attacks emanated from them.

The middle purple armor released a hazy phantom silhouette, which gradually enlarged as if to burst open everything.

On the left, the long spear emitted millions of spear lights, each as thick as a water barrel, like countless flood dragons ascending, the momentum terrifying.

On the right, the long sword faintly emitted the roar of a tiger, that imposing pressure continuously assaulted everyone’s spirit; several weaker martial artists vomited blood and retreated.

The three treasures exhibited earth-shattering power, striking against the seals with cracking sounds.

Ultimately, the broken seal couldn’t withstand the force and shattered, exposing the three treasures completely to everyone’s view.

Various intense, greedy gazes appeared in the crowd’s eyes, and many transformed into afterimages, rushing forward.