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Aotian slowly brought the two Ancient Fragment Maps together.
At the moment the two Fragmented Maps touched, the twisted lines within them suddenly began to rotate in a strange manner, then connected with each other, forming sixteen ancient characters:
Tomb of the Ancient Gods, leading to Eternal. Four maps gathered, changing the world.
The sixteen Ancient Characters combined exuded a Primal Aura, as if they originated from the source of time.
To Aotian, this Primal Aura was filled with an indescribable pressure. It felt as if these sixteen characters represented the heavens, representing the gods.
Aotian had a strong intuition that even his mysteriously originating teacher would have to bow their noble head before these sixteen characters.
Niu Geng looked at the sixteen characters, a fleeting look of confusion flashing in his eyes. However, it quickly vanished. Then, curious, he asked:
“Boss, what do these sixteen characters mean?”
Aotian's gaze was firmly locked on those sixteen Ancient Characters. After pondering for a moment, he said solemnly:
“Tomb of the Ancient Gods should refer to an ancient deity's burial site. As for the meaning of leading to Eternal, I’m not quite sure. The phrase about four maps gathering suggests that there are not just two Ancient Fragment Maps but a total of four. The idea of changing the world likely means that once all four Fragmented Maps are gathered, there will be a significant upheaval in the world.”
Niu Geng was slightly taken aback and then nodded half-understandingly.
Aotian stared at those sixteen Ancient Characters, his mind racing.
What does leading to Eternal mean? Does it imply that the ancient tomb has existed for a long time or something else? The notion of changing the world suggests a major upheaval; what exactly will this upheaval entail? How will it affect him? Will this impact be good or bad?
Suddenly, Aotian felt as if he had fallen into a tremendous storm, right at its center.
Moreover, Aotian suddenly felt an urgent desire to become stronger, no matter the cost!
Because he sensed that he could not bear whatever this upheaval might bring—whether good or bad—at his current state.
Even with the strength of Xuantian Academy's president Xue Haoyang, he would still be merely a drop in the ocean amidst such a massive upheaval, insignificant and unworthy of mention.
Perhaps, only by having the ability to rescue his mother from the Liu Clan could he deal with that major upheaval.
Thinking this way, Aotian suddenly felt an intense desire to become stronger, and his determination to save his mother became even more resolute.
"Boss, Murong Qian is coming out!" Suddenly, Niu Geng looked at the city gate of Azure Wind City and said to Aotian.
Aotian was slightly startled and hurriedly unfolded the two Fragmented Maps. Instantly, the sixteen ancient characters dissipated.
Afterward, Aotian stored the two Fragmented Maps into his Storage Ring.
At this moment, Aotian understood. The location indicated by the map should be an ancient deity's tomb, and this tomb might be related to the entire Dragon God World.
Therefore, Aotian decided to wait until he had enough strength before thinking about the ancient tomb; otherwise, it would just be a case of a fool worrying unnecessarily. Even if there were treasures all over that tomb, with his current strength, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter.
Moreover, the appearance of this ancient tomb meant that there would be upheavals in the world. With his current strength, he couldn't even handle the small Fengyun Nation, let alone manage any upheavals in the world.
So, Aotian temporarily set aside thoughts of the ancient tomb. First, he needed to deal with Murong Qian and help Niu Geng obtain Gourmet Blood; that was the priority.
Aotian turned his gaze toward the city gate of Azure Wind City. Sure enough, Murong Qian swaggered out, exuding an arrogant demeanor as if he looked down on everyone in the world.
"Hey, this Murong Qian is really arrogant. I must skin him alive later!" Niu Geng said with a strange laugh.
Aotian also chuckled but then frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on a spot not far behind Murong Qian.
Niu Geng noticed Aotian's expression and was slightly taken aback. He then followed Aotian's line of sight. Immediately, his brows furrowed tightly as well.
"That damn old man, why is he also interested in Gourmet Blood?" Niu Geng cursed angrily.
The old man Niu Geng referred to was naturally the Lean Old Man who had competed with Murong Qian for Gourmet Blood at the auction.
It turned out that since the Lean Old Man couldn't win Gourmet Blood at the auction, he had set his sights on a similar plan as Aotian's. He wanted to send Murong Qian to report to King Yan and thus seize Gourmet Blood for himself.
"Boss, should we take out that old man as well?" Niu Geng asked Aotian.
Aotian slowly shook his head, his expression serious as he replied, "This old man is not simple. Let's observe the situation first and not act rashly."
Niu Geng was taken aback. He understood very well that if his boss deemed someone as not simple, it meant that the opponent's strength was at least in the Human Spirit Realm. This thought filled Niu Geng with a sense of worry.
Niu Geng knew that the gap between Half-Step Human Spirit and Human Spirit Realm seemed like just a step apart, but in reality, it was a vast chasm.
Even if he unleashed a level of Demonization and his boss reached peak combat power, it would only be possible for them to survive under a Spirit Realm Martial Artist.
Defeating a Spirit Realm Martial Artist was undoubtedly a fool's dream, and even surviving was merely a possibility; the odds of falling were still overwhelmingly high.
"After all, this is the territory of Azure Cloud Sect. It’s unlikely that old man can obtain Gourmet Blood without injury. Once he gets hurt, we will act!" Aotian's tone was filled with gravity.
Niu Geng felt deeply moved. He knew that trying to snatch something from a Spirit Realm Martial Artist was akin to pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth.
However, his boss still chose to help him without hesitation, which warmed Niu Geng's heart.
"Boss, don't worry. From now on, my life belongs to you. Even if you ask me to die, I won't frown!"
Looking at Aotian's serious profile, Niu Geng silently vowed in his heart.
Aotian was unaware that this choice would forge an unbreakable bond between him and Niu Geng.
Meanwhile, Murong Qian walked out of Azure Wind City with a face full of pride, heading towards the Azure Cloud Sect Headquarters.
At this moment, Murong Qian had no idea that misfortune was about to befall him; instead, he was lost in endless fantasies.
The sect leader would surely reward him heavily for auctioning off Gourmet Blood, right? Would he choose him from among the many Candidates for Sect Leader to be the Young Master? It would be great if that happened.
Once I take the position of Young Master, the first thing I'll do is deal with that bastard Aotian. How dare he oppose me, the Young Master? He must be tired of living!
And that Ning City Aojia, just one word from me and the head of the Aojia family will step down!
Time passed as Murong Qian was lost in endless daydreams, and before he knew it, he had wandered far from Azure Wind City and into a desolate forest.
The moment Murong Qian stepped into the forest, a powerful aura surged toward him, instantly waking him from his "daydream."
Murong Qian's body tensed up suddenly, a strong sense of danger wrapping around his mind.
"May I ask who the senior is? What business do you have with this junior?"
Murong Qian had some skills to become a Candidate for Sect Leader of Azure Cloud Sect. After the initial shock, he quickly regained his composure and asked calmly.
"Hehe, Murong Qian, you should know the Old Man!"
A chilling laughter echoed through the air, filled with an intense coldness. Soon after, the Lean Old Man appeared before Murong Qian.
Upon seeing the Lean Old Man, Murong Qian's expression changed drastically as he exclaimed in shock:
"It's you?!"
The Lean Old Man chuckled and said, "Junior, don't blame the Old Man for bullying you. Hand over the Gourmet Blood and I can spare your life!"
Murong Qian's face shifted as he realized from the earlier aura that he had underestimated this old man.
This elder was a genuine Spirit Realm Martial Artist.
If he were to confront him head-on, it would be akin to seeking death.
"Senior, Gourmet Blood is something our Sect Master specifically requested. If you take it by force, you're slapping our Sect Master's face!" Murong Qian said with a fierce tone.
Lean Old Man scoffed and replied, "Don't try to use Azure Cloud Sect Master to pressure Old Man. Old Man isn't falling for that. Right now, you have two choices: one, Old Man kills you and takes the blood; two, you obediently hand over the blood!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Qian's face turned ashen, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
Handing over Gourmet Blood would mean returning to Azure Cloud Sect and facing severe punishment from the Sect Master. If he didn't hand it over, he would likely die in this desolate place.
"Senior, I’m not having an easy time either. Please let me go!" Murong Qian pleaded with a mournful expression when he realized the other party was not intimidated.
A cold smile appeared on Lean Old Man's face as he said, "If you want Old Man to let you go, then hand over Gourmet Blood!"
Upon hearing the first half of the old man's words, Murong Qian felt a surge of joy, but the second half plunged him into despair.
The stark contrast almost drove Murong Qian insane.
Behind a giant tree, Aotian and Niu Geng stood side by side, their gazes occasionally drifting toward Murong Qian.
"Boss, what should we do now?" Niu Geng whispered.
"The person who needs to appear should be here soon," Aotian said cryptically.
Just as Niu Geng was about to ask what Aotian meant, a loud laugh suddenly echoed like rolling thunder:
"Haha, I didn't expect that within my territory of Azure Cloud Sect, someone would dare to attack my disciples!"
As soon as those words fell, the despair on Murong Qian's face vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming joy.
"Second Elder, save me!"
As if responding to Murong Qian's words, a withered-looking White-Haired Elder suddenly appeared in front of Murong Qian.
"Second Elder, that old fool wants to steal Gourmet Blood. You must stand up for your disciple!" Murong Qian said, tears streaming down his face. It was truly a pitiful sight.
"I am already aware of this matter. You take Gourmet Blood back to Azure Cloud Sect; I will handle this fellow myself," the White-Haired Elder replied calmly.
"Yes! I will obey!"
Murong Qian responded respectfully, then without looking at the Lean Old Man, he headed in another direction.
The Lean Old Man did not attempt to stop him; he merely looked at the White-Haired Elder with a serious expression.
His instincts told him that this Second Elder was not weaker than himself.
Watching the two men confront each other in the forest, Aotian smirked slyly. He then left with Niu Geng, closely following behind Murong Qian...
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