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Chasing closely behind the Ghost Shadow, Sun Zhe sprinted northward, while Jingjing seemed to be frightened by the appearance of the Ghost Shadow, hiding in Sun Zhe's embrace and refusing to come out. However, Sun Zhe knew that this quirky little creature had already fallen asleep, as he could hear the gentle sounds of slumber.
"Have we arrived?"
Seeing the Ghost Shadow stop ahead, Sun Zhe immediately halted his frantic pace. The Ghost Shadow remained silent, its eyes shimmering with a ghostly light as it stared blankly ahead, a hint of confusion surfacing in its gaze, as if it was struggling to recall something.
Following its gaze, Sun Zhe turned his attention forward and was taken aback by the sight before him.
An ancient altar, several feet high, stood on the flat ground, surrounded by nothing else for miles. It stood alone like a king overlooking the world, coldly surveying the earth below.
The black altar emitted a thick Death Qi that enveloped it, forming swirling black cyclones above. The surrounding Demonic Energy seemed to fear this altar greatly, not daring to approach even a fraction closer. It appeared to have stood here for thousands of years, exuding a profound sense of vicissitudes.
The altar was made from an unknown material, its black surface shimmering with a faint ghostly light. Countless mysterious patterns covered its surroundings, with fine lines connecting to form an extremely peculiar image. Atop the altar were several yellow paper talismans, releasing an indescribable aura.
Staring blankly at this mysterious altar, a serious expression flashed across Sun Zhe's face. The altar was far too enigmatic; even the aura leaking from it gave him a spine-chilling sensation. Turning to look at the black-robed Ghost Shadow, he found it still lost in confusion.
Gazing at the altar before him, the black-eyed Ghost Shadow flickered with ghostly light, deep within its eyes arcs seemed to emerge as if it were trying hard to remember something.
Suddenly, a spark lit up in its eyes; the black Ghost Shadow involuntarily shivered slightly as if recalling something extremely important. It began to tremble with excitement.
"Woo woo..."
Facing Sun Zhe, the Ghost Shadow gestured vigorously with its hands as if this altar held great significance for it. However, after some time of gesturing, Sun Zhe remained puzzled. Watching the Ghost Shadow flail its sleeves without understanding its meaning left him confused.
Noticing Sun Zhe's bewilderment, the Ghost Shadow realized he did not comprehend and anxiously looked around as if searching for something to express its thoughts. After a moment, it seemed to recall something and immediately extended its right sleeve again.
Under the gaze of Sun Zhe, streams of black mist gathered above his sleeves. Slowly, the black mist increased in volume until it eventually took shape. Sun Zhe focused his eyes, and what materialized from the black mist was an Ancient Cauldron. The cauldron had four legs and was not large, only about the size of two fists, but its design was quite ordinary, appearing extremely plain.
Although this seemed to be just an extremely ordinary Ancient Cauldron, it caused a great shock in Sun Zhe's heart. His eyes flashed with astonishment; this Ancient Cauldron was indeed the one he had snatched from Yan Ji on the Third Floor of the Northern Mang Secret Realm. How could Sun Zhe be unfamiliar with this Ancient Cauldron?
Sun Zhe could not fathom how the Ghost Shadow knew that the Ancient Cauldron was in his possession. Could it be that this Ghost Shadow did not come from the Evil Demon Sea but rather from the Northern Mang Secret Realm? As he thought of this, Sun Zhe's surprise deepened.
In the Northern Mang Secret Realm, Sun Zhe had fought fiercely against the elites of the Six Major Sects for this Ancient Cauldron. He had been desperate to gain recognition from his Sect through it, but unexpectedly, before he could hand over the Ancient Cauldron to the Sect, an incident involving the Golden Thunder Sect occurred, and this Ancient Cauldron had remained in his Ethereal Ring ever since.
Later, when he arrived at the Wasteland of Demons, this Ancient Cauldron had emerged on its own, absorbing the gray energy from a pond in the Barbarian Forbidden Zone. It even battled against the Holy Totem of the Barbarian Tribe, which directly led to that totem attaching itself to Sun Zhe's right arm, creating an unresolvable enmity between him and the Barbarian Tribe.
Although this Ancient Cauldron had never exhibited any adverse effects and was mostly used by Jingjing as a "bowl," Sun Zhe knew that it must be an extraordinary treasure; otherwise, it would not have been so highly valued by the Six Major Sects.
Thinking of this, Sun Zhe recalled another matter: it seemed that news of him obtaining this Ancient Cauldron had not leaked out. Yan Ji and Zhuang Ruoxuan were somewhat better off; given their prideful nature, Sun Zhe believed they would not spread it. However, Han Xinrao harbored deep hatred towards him and would not keep it a secret. Sun Zhe did not believe she was dead.
Regardless, even if this Ancient Cauldron held no immediate use for him now, Sun Zhe was unwilling to simply hand it over to this Ghost Shadow. Although he felt no animosity towards the Ghost Shadow, this Ancient Cauldron was a treasure he had fought hard to obtain; how could he casually give it to someone else? Even if he was not a miserly person, he was certainly not that kind-hearted.
Seemingly understanding Sun Zhe's intentions, the Ghost Shadow gestured again. After some time gesturing, Sun Zhe finally understood what the Ghost Shadow meant: it absolutely would not damage the Ancient Cauldron and only wished to borrow it for a while. After using it, it would return it and express gratitude towards Sun Zhe.
Watching the Ghost Shadow's earnest gestures made Sun Zhe somewhat inclined to believe him; he had a gut feeling that doing so would not be wrong.
After hesitating for a moment, Sun Zhe gently brushed his right hand over the Ethereal Ring. The antique Square Ancient Cauldron instantly appeared in his hand. Despite having absorbed so much gray energy, it showed no signs of change and still looked as ordinary as ever.
Seeing Sun Zhe take out this Ancient Cauldron, the Ghost Shadow immediately became excited, its eyes shimmering with intense light.
"Chirp chirp... chirp chirp..."
At that moment, Jingjing, who had been asleep, suddenly sensed something and woke up. Seeing Sun Zhe giving its food to the Ghost Shadow, it couldn't take it anymore. It immediately snatched the Ancient Cauldron back and angrily called out to Sun Zhe, seemingly blaming him for giving away its food.
"It's not for him, just borrowing it, just borrowing it. I'll give it back to you later..."
Seeing the furious expression on this ancestor's face, Sun Zhe quickly explained. He was genuinely a bit confused about whether the Ancient Cauldron belonged to him or to this creature.
After Sun Zhe explained for a while, Jingjing finally understood his meaning, and its anger subsided. This time, it was no longer afraid of the Ghost Shadow. Carefully using its wings, it held the Ancient Cauldron and handed it over to the Ghost Shadow while meticulously advising it.
Upon hearing what Jingjing was saying, Sun Zhe couldn't help but laugh. This creature was actually saying things like, "Don't break my treasure," "Don't let the treasures inside my treasure decrease," and "Don't make my treasure ugly..." It repeated dozens of "don'ts," and only after the Ghost Shadow looked dazed did it reluctantly hand over the Ancient Cauldron from its embrace.
"I never expected you to be such a miser."
Looking at Jingjing's still tense expression, Sun Zhe couldn't help but chuckle. That said, his eyes were fixed ahead, watching the actions of the Ghost Shadow closely.
After obtaining the Ancient Cauldron, the Ghost Shadow didn't hesitate. It swiftly appeared before the altar. Although a strange energy surrounded the altar, it seemed ineffective against him as he passed through effortlessly. With a slight tremor in his arm from nervousness, he slowly placed the Ancient Cauldron in the center of the altar.
The moment the four legs of the Ancient Cauldron touched the altar, a visible crack appeared on its surface...
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