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As he approached the nearby peak that towered a hundred feet high, his avatar puppet spied the towering main peaks that rose into the clouds in the distance. The real gate of the Luoyue League was supposed to be about thirty to forty miles from here.
“Let’s go take a look.”
The original eight-ard mantis of the avatar puppet transford into an escape light that vanished into the dense forest below, cautiously heading in that direction.
It had barely covered a few miles when the avatar puppet stopped.
Ahead lay a broken skeleton, half buried in the soil. Beside the skeleton was a silver-white magic artifact flying sword. The skeleton itself was draped in a tattered artifact robe.
Upon observing the traces of age on the skeleton, it beca clear that this was the remains of an ancient cultivator.
To have survived from the ancient tis to the present, the skeleton would have had to belong to a cultivator of at least the Core Formation Realm.
The avatar puppet cautiously approached, its hand lightly taking hold of the magic artifact flying sword. At its touch, the skeleton crumbled to dust and scattered to the heavens and earth. Even the skeleton of a cultivator in the Core Formation Realm had beco nothing after endless ages.
Other than the artifact flying sword, at the artifact robe’s waist, he also found a Qiankun bag.
With a surge of power, the once dull, edgeless silver-white artifact flying sword instantly burst forth with dazzling light, exuding the sharpness characteristic of a supre artifact. The only thing lacking was its presence.
The avatar puppet saw that the flying sword was lined with minuscule cracks, the formation markings on it similarly damaged.
After enduring endless ages, this supre artifact was now on the verge of destruction.
This made the avatar puppet feel so regret, “This was originally a high-quality supre artifact. Unfortunately, it would need a third-tier artifact refiner for repairs.”
He stored it in his own Qiankun bag.
Not bad. He had just arrived and had already picked up a broken supre artifact.
Picking up the artifact robe with its nurous holes, the avatar puppet gently shook its head and tossed it to one side. The only reason the robe had managed to survive until now was because of the material it was made from.
As for the artifact robe itself, it was completely damaged and worthless.
Finally, a Qiankun bag was left. The puppet’s divine sense probed inside.
The bag’s space was not small, just about half the size of the space inside the Cangmu ring.
His divine sense had barely entered when he was drawn to a pile of spirit stones.
“Hiss, so many middle-grade spirit stones?” After a careful count, that ancient cultivator had left him nearly nine thousand middle-grade spirit stones, in addition to a pile of ancient jade boxes.
Ancient jade boxes were the favorite of ancient cultivators for storing items. Therefore, every ti an ancient ruin was unearthed, a large number of ancient jade boxes would appear.
As much as the boxes storing remnants of powerful ancient cultivators had so value, the other remaining ancient jade boxes usually weren’t worth much.
After all, the majority of a sect’s followers would be cultivators at the Qi Refinent or Foundation Establishnt realms.
Even if ordinary items were stored in ancient jade boxes, they would turn into nothingness the mont they were opened after countless ages had passed.
There were as many as a hundred ancient jade boxes in this Qiankun bag.
Naturally, the puppet didn’t plan on keeping all of them.
With a move of his divine sense, he removed all the remaining prohibitions on the ancient jade boxes and opened them one by one.
All these ancient jade boxes were mostly empty.
But so contained jade slips and special ancient books.
What surprised Su Yu the most was that he found another top-grade spirit stone in one of the ancient jade boxes.
Other than that, there was a palm-sized flying boat.
With a thought, he took everything out.
The top-grade spirit stone was resealed in the ancient jade box and placed in his own Qiankun bag.
As for the flying boat, Su Yu moved his divine sense to erase the remaining imprint and then placed his own divine sense imprint. In an instant, he had full control of the flying boat.
This was a flying boat artifact a level superior to the one Taoist Xiuyu had.
The boat was layered with third-tier lower-grade formations, and it was an intact artifact.
Seeing this, Su Yu was delighted, “What a treasure!”
With this, even if he encountered an average third-level True Man in the Core Formation Realm, he could handle them with ease!
For them to break through the flying boat’s formation protection and intercept it wouldn’t be easy.
As for its flaw — it was likely that it was a heavy user of spirit stones.
Storing the flying boat in his Qiankun bag, Su Yu turned his attention to the remaining jade slips and ancient books.
There were five jade slips and a fair number of ancient books, seventeen, to be exact.
Su Yu looked at the Luoyue League gate in the distance, thought for a mont, cast a spell to subrge himself underground once more, dug out another dark tunnel, set up formations around him, and then picked up a jade slip and probed into it with his divine sense.
Humm.
“The people targeting the Luoyue League are heretics from the Immortal Sect. Fellow cultivators, please inform the Heavenly Immortal Mansion and request the lord of the mansion to exorcise them.” The brief ssage left Su Yu montarily stunned.
The decline or destruction of the ancient Luoyue League was linked to an Immortal Sect?
And sothing about informing the Heavenly Immortal Mansion and requesting the Mansion’s Dao Lord to exorcise demons
Su Yu’s pupil contracted slightly. He thought to himself: “Is it to say, the ancient sect, the Heavenly Immortal Mansion, was extrely strong? Even the Luoyue League, which was the leading force in the cultivation world of the Luoyue Lake region during the ancient era, wanted to seek help from the Heavenly Immortal Mansion when they were in trouble.”
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