Liu Bu Cheng almost spat out blood in his shock. Was this still that extremely talented, extraordinarily clever niece of his? Why did it seem as if there was something wrong with her head that she actually said such strange words?
What did “it won’t break from just looking” mean? The Emperor also won’t break from just taking a look, but was he someone you can simply meet with as you like?
This was an issue about having the right to or not!
“I cannot make a decision on this matter. It’s best we meet with the several officials in charge!” He said. This was the truth. He was merely in the ninth layer of Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier. In the Clan, he could be considered above average in terms of power, but was definitely not one of the core people of the clan. Not to mention, it was not just the Liu Clan in this place.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier? What are you acting so proud for if you can’t make a decision?” Ling Han shook his head.
d.a.m.n!
Liu Bu Cheng almost spat out blood again. This young man really remembered his grudges. He had only rebuked him a bit, and the young man had remembered his reprimand and said such harsh words to repay him. He wanted to fly into rage at that moment, but he recalled that though Ling Han was here with Liu Yu Tong, the token he was holding onto belonged to Wu Song Lin. If he made a move, that would mean not giving face to Wu Song Lin.
Truth to be told, he definitely did not have this right. If the Clan found out about this, he would definitely be ordered to offer a humble apology and kneel in front of Wu Song Lin to wait for the latter’s judgment.
To pay such a price just to vent a moment’s anger, Liu Bu Cheng was not so foolis.h.!.+
He gave a humph and said nothing more, only continuing to lead them forwards.
Ling Han broke out into a smile. He would of course not lower himself to Liu Bu Cheng’s level. He only intended to play around with him a bit. Who asked Liu Bu Cheng to be so blind?
The four of them did not say anything else. They simply walked quickly, and very soon, a tent appeared in front of their eyes.
“Yi, Liu Seven, why have you brought some youngsters over here?” When a middle-aged man saw them, a strange expression filled with incomprehension appeared on his face. This was an extremely important place; was it a place you could just casually bring people over to?
“They have Grandmaster Wu Song Lin’s token and letter, and are his fully endorsed representatives!” Liu Bu Cheng said in irritation.
“What?!” The middle-aged man was shocked. That was Wu Song Lin, a person only below the Rain Emperor in status, and someone who was on equal standing with the Clan Heads of the Eight Great Clans.
“Anyways, I’m going to bring them to the officers in charge first!” When Liu Bu Cheng saw this man’s astonished expression, a feeling of satisfaction rose up in his heart. He had also been so flabbergasted just now, and now that there was someone to share his utter shock, he felt inconceivably pleased.
He brought Ling Han and the others to the biggest tent in the area. This tent was where all of the representatives from the various parties discussed matters, and currently, there were three high-ranking persons here overseeing things.
“What, they are here to represent Grandmaster Wu?” The three high-ranking officials were all dumbstruck. This was a place that involved high-level Spiritual Tools, and Wu Song Lin actually sent three youngsters over to represent him, not to mention that two of them were only in Element Gathering Tier. This was unbelievable to them.
“Yes, this is my master’s token and a letter by his hand,” Li Si Chan said.
The three high-ranking officers studied these two items. This was indeed Wu Song Lin’s token, and the handwriting on the letter was definitely his as well. Of course, though there was a token and a letter, because this was a very crucial matter, they would still immediately send a message to the Imperial City to confirm things with Wu Song Lin.
“All right, then you can all stay here first. You can partic.i.p.ate in fis.h.i.+ng for Spirit Tools,” one of the high-ranking individuals said.
Fis.h.i.+ng for Spirit Tools, why did that sound so strange?
Because there was a limited number of tents available, Ling Han occupied one of his own, but Liu Yu Tong and Li Si Chan would have to squeeze into one.
Ling Han was here on behalf of Wu Song Lin, so he now had the right to know more information—there were altogether ten different parties here. Aside from the Imperial Family, there were also the Eight Great Clans, as well as Hu Yang Academy.
Of course, of the Hu Yang Academy, only the two Headmasters had the right to take part in this, while the others did not even know something like this had happened.
As for Heaven’s Medicine Pavilion, they were excluded from this matter. After all, they were not a local party of Rain Country, but an organization that spread over a considerable number of countries. If this was known to them…. then probably in a short time, the various countries surrounding Rain Country would also send their own elites to s.n.a.t.c.h the Spiritual Tools.
The crux of the matter was, where did the source of this underground river lie, and why were there so many Spiritual Tools that came floating out on the waters of this underground river?
Could it be…. that it was a trove of Spiritual Tools? Or perhaps, the abandoned site of an ancient sect?
If it was the latter, then aside from Spiritual Tools, there could also possibly be cultivation techniques, alchemical pills, and divine medicines.
Thus, this matter needed the highest level of secrecy.
Why did they not go against the river’s flow and enter, heading towards the source of the underground river? That’s simple—they could not!
Once they dived into the underground river, they would soon encounter an invisible wall, which stopped them from continuing to advance—this was discovered by several powerful warriors of Spiritual Ocean Tier. Because the danger level was unknown, it was naturally impossible to allow martial artists of Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier or weaker to take the risk.
In Rain Country, Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier was the average standard while Spiritual Ocean Tier were the elites; there were really too few martial artists who have managed to break through to Spiritual Pedestal Tier. There were only such martial artists within the Imperial Family, the Eight Great Clans and Hu Yang Academy. As the Heaven’s Medicine Pavilion was considered a foreign party, it was not included.
There were pitifully few powerful warriors of Spiritual Pedestal Tier in the various great parties. They were all in seclusion, trying to break through to Flower Blossom Tier in order to surpa.s.s the limitations of age, and become the true elite of the elites. Thus, even if there were indeed Spiritual Tools discovered here, the few warriors of Spiritual Pedestal Tier were still not attracted over.
Unless there would appear a proof that there were also high-grade cultivation techniques, divine medicines, or something of the sort here. In that case, the powerful warriors of Spiritual Pedestal Tier would definitely be unable to still remain calm and nonchalant.
Once Ling Han understood the inner workings of the matter, he went with the two girls to the river bank. They were now also able to use the fis.h.i.+ng net to fish for Spiritual Tools, but it was not allowed to directly use their hands—one could do it, but one would have to go to the spot furthest downstream first.
After all, once these Spirit Tools sensed the presence of humans, they would automatically activate and fly off. Thus, this could only be attempted as the last resort.
The situation here was a bit funny. One after another, elites of Gus.h.i.+ng Spring Tier and above, as if they were fishermen, stretched out fis.h.i.+ng nets, waiting for the Spiritual Tools to float past and enter into their nets, and trying to haul them in.
“Another one’s here!” Someone suddenly called out. From upstream, a saber floated on its way downstream.
How could such a heavy saber float so easily on the water’s surface?
This was the mystical nature of Spiritual Tools. Some would be as heavy as a mountain, yet some would be lighter than a feather. It all depended on the kind of martial intent engraved in the Spiritual Tool.
At first, Ling Han did not pay too much attention to it. But when his gaze swept over the floating saber and he saw the symbol engraved on the saber’s hilt, his expression changed instantly, and his entire body began trembling.
“What is it?” Liu Yu Tong and Li Si Chan both asked at the same time, and when they saw that the other had said the exact same thing, they both gave a humph. Their eyes followed Ling Han’s gaze but when they discovered there was a picture of a naked girl carved onto the saber’s hilt, they both felt embarra.s.sed, and could not hold themselves back from grumbling.
Men were all indeed lecherous. Even Ling Han was no exception to this.
Ling Han did not answer. He only kept staring at that saber, as if he had seen something incredible on it.
In his last life, he had in total taken four disciples. Two of them learnt the art of alchemy from him, while the other two studied martial arts from him. Of the two that studied martial arts from him, one was named Chen Rui Jing, while the other was named Jiang Yue Feng. Chen Rui Jing was a more serious and mature character, while Jiang Yue Feng was an extremely lively character, and a self-proclaimed romantic.
Jiang Yue Feng had a very weird habit. He liked to carve the picture of a naked girl on his weapons, and his expertise was in saber techniques.
Was this a weapon that had once been used by Jiang Yue Feng?