C38 (1/2)

”Descendants who enter the Treasure Pavilion are allowed to choose one of the treasures. Do not be greedy!”

Yang Li looked at the massive stone monument in front of him and could not help but feel speechless.

When he first entered, he saw over a hundred bookshelves as well as a room filled with Night Pearls.

There were all sorts of treasures on the bookshelf. Yang Li was naturally pleasantly surprised to see so many treasures, but what he didn't expect was that after the door was opened, a gentle breeze blew past and all the treasures on the bookshelf were turned to dust!

Yang Li was extremely unwilling!

”Could it be that Senior Sister Su's injuries only brought back a pile of dust? I don't believe it! ”

Yang Li circulated his spiritual energy around his body, in order to achieve an illumination effect. He carried Su Wanqing as he ran through the bookshelves. Even after going through half of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion, he still did not find a single usable treasure.

When they finished looking at the last bookshelf, Yang Li had completely given up. There were indeed no treasures that they could use.

Suddenly, Yang Li's mind moved. A certain part of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion seemed to be affecting his bloodline. Yang Li frowned as he followed the blood's reaction.

Yang Li followed his senses and arrived at the stone tablet at the entrance of the Mysterious Treasure Pavilion. He didn't discover anything, but the thirst in his bloodline was growing stronger and stronger.

After a careful inspection, he found that there was a small door at the back of the stone monument. However, since this door was too dark, he didn't notice it at the start.

Because he had been hugging Su Wanqing all this time, Yang Li could only try kicking the door open.

”That's fine too!” Yang Li was even more speechless. Such a hidden door was originally very difficult to open, but who would have thought that he would actually kick it open?

However, when he thought about it again, it made sense. If the treasures of the Treasure school could be dispersed with the wind, then this proved that this place had existed for many years.

Yang Li carried Su Wanqing through the small door. The first thing that entered his sight was a desk with a piece of paper on it. There were two stones placed left and right, one red and the other green.

On the left side of the room was a pile of spirit stones, while on the right side was a jade bed. On the wall of the bed hung a fire-red sword.

The entire room was covered in a weak glow and was spotless. At the same time, the density of spiritual energy in the room was four times greater than that in the outside world.

Yang Li gently placed Su Wanqing on the jade bed. The well-preserved jade bed gave people a warm feeling, but it did not seem cold at all.

Then he took the sword and looked at it. Above the scabbard was a phoenix that was about to fly away. Its eyes were adorned with two fiery red gems, and it looked extremely beautiful.

After the sword was unsheathed, one could see that the sword's body was a fiery red like a demon. On both sides of the sword were carvings of phoenixes, and near the sword hilt were two small words.

However, Yang Li was unable to determine its rank. Without even thinking about it, he kept it in his spatial ring and walked over to his desk.

At the same time, the sensation in his blood became even stronger, and his blood started to boil.

”Strange, it seems to be the reaction from the stone on the left.”

Yang Li first picked up the stone on the left. After inspecting it for a while, he discovered that it was useless and directly put it away. As he put it away, the strange feeling in his heart instantly disappeared.

He did not rush to collect the other stone. Instead, he picked up the paper on the desk.

”What the hell is this? There's not a single word to describe it! What's the point of putting it here?!” Yang Li looked at the completely blank piece of paper, completely in no mood to think about anything else. He also put the other stone away into his spatial ring.

”This is great, for some reason, I've become a money grubber. I don't know anything other than spirit stones!” Yang Li couldn't help but mutter.

However, even though he was muttering, his hands didn't relax in the slightest. He used his spiritual energy to move all the spirit stones into his interspatial ring.

”Heh, someone has come to this place before.” Yang Li, who was putting the items away, heard a sound from above and couldn't help but frown.

”It is not clear whether they are friends or enemies. Let's protect Su Wanqing first.” As Yang Li thought of this, he walked to the bedside and picked up Su Wan Qing, putting the jade bed into his storage ring.

But then he thought, if the person who came was an enemy, it would be too inconvenient to carry Su Wanqing. Thus, he took out a piece of clothing from his ring and tore it off, tying Su Wanqing to his body.

”There's a small door!” Let's go, let's go and take a look. ” A wretched voice entered Yang Li's ears.

Yang Li saw two people walk in from outside and his eyes turned cold. They were people from the Cloud Mist Sect!

When the two of them came in, they were stunned to see Yang Li and Su Wan Qing, who he carried on his back, unconscious.

Following which, one of the disciples snickered, ”The trash of the Sky Mist Sect, what a coincidence.”

Yang Li's face turned cold as he said: ”What a good dog! If you don't block the way, scram!”

Hearing Yang Li's words, the two disciples' faces froze. Killing intent condensed in their eyes as they looked at him.

Another disciple laughed coldly: ”A trash of the first level of the Blood Tempering Stage! How dare he be arrogant? You really are hanging yourself from an old longevity star! ”

”However, we are willing to give you a chance. If you hand over the beauty on your back and the treasures on your body, we might be able to spare your life.”

”Ha ha-ha ha, right! Brother Zimo is right! Hand over the beauty to let us have a good time, and then hand over the treasure on you, and you can scram! ” Another disciple laughed lewdly.

”I've never seen anyone so anxious to die!” Yang Li coldly spat out these words.

When Zimo heard this, she immediately got angry.

”Sharp tooth and hard mouth!” Since that's the case, you can just die! Ink Fire Sword Art, Inky Ink! ” A pitch-black spirit energy poured down like a waterfall. The explosive feeling of fire attribute spirit energy contained within it caused one to be unable to help from feeling the pressure multiplied.