My Disciple Died Yet Again (200 and above)

Chapter 248: First Mystic Artifact

The corner of Zhu Yao's lips twitched. He sounded as though she was being ungrateful.

"Enough, I will come back as soon as possible."

"Old Ancestor..."

He still wanted to say something, but Zhu Yao's figure had already flashed and deftly left. If she were to continue talking with him, she wouldn't be able to leave any longer.

Before Wen Yu could even pour out the grievances that filled his heart, his target had already disappeared. Instantly, a sense of danger surged in the depths of his heart.

It seemed like this Sovereign Yu Yao did not carry a sense of belonging towards Forgotten God Palace, which was why she could leave so decisively. Not good, he had to come up with a plan in order to make her stay here forever.

Mn, all for the sake of the sect!

Zhu Yao flew several hundreds of kilometers in her mad sprint, and when she finally saw a large body of water, she slowed down her speed. Wen Yu had once inadvertently revealed that the girl Ying Luo had sacrificed herself to activate the ancient sealing arts. As the containers that carried the Devil, the five mystic artifacts were scattered to five different places by the spare energy of the sealing formation. One of those places was nearby these ocean waters.

Zhu Yao pondered for a moment, before deciding to cast an art to change herself into her modern era appearance. Furthermore, she concealed her own level of cultivation and instead displayed Azoth Core cultivation, before heading towards an island at the center of the ocean.

The island was very quiet, as though there were not many traces of humans here.

But this was not right. Didn't Wen Yu say that this island was a large-scaled market for deity practitioners? There should be many practitioners here, so why was it so quiet?

She headed in the direction of the island center, before the surrounding people gradually increased. Though, every single one of them was hurrying in a certain direction, and their faces even looked strangely excited.

"This fellow daoist."Zhu yao stopped a Foundation practitioner, and asked courteously. "I wonder why you people are in such a hurry? Are you people heading somewhere?"

That Foundation practitioner was a little furious due to someone stopping him, however, seeing that the target's cultivation level was higher than his, he could only reply with a stifled tone. "The auction hosted by the Treasure Gathering Pavilion is about to begin, so I'm naturally rushing there to participate. If I'm any later, I won't be able to see it."

Treasure Gathering Pavilion? Zhu Yao was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to question further, that Foundation disciple however had already walked far away, as though he would not be able to make it if he was a single moment later. Was that auction really that great? Compared to whatever auction it was, she was more worried about finding that mystic artifact.

Turning around, just as she was about to head somewhere else to take a look, a man dressed in an azure robe walked towards her, and said with a warm smile. "Fellow daoist, are you not going to take a look? This is an event that will only happen in the cultivation world once every hundred years. It is usually filled with exotic and mythical treasures."

Zhu Yao sized up the youth. He looked around twenty years old, and possessed early stage Foundation cultivation. Dressed in an azure robe, a copper coin emblem was embroidered on the cuffs. She then understood, and immediately said. "You're a stripe?"

"Strip1?" That person was confused.

"What I'm meaning to say is, you're someone from that whatever Treasure Gathering Pavilion, and you're here to rein people in."