Devour

Chapter 363 Underground Secret Room

Qian Buduo had no interest in discussing the matter. He simply muttered with regret, "Which door does the bone key correspond to? I haven't found a suitable keyhole along the way."

Jinlian consoled him, "Who knows, there might be someone who matches you on the first floor!"

In order to completely break the endless formation, Cheng Bai deliberately pushed down some bookcases before leading everyone leisurely to the hall on the lower floor.

Li Tong said, "The formation has hardly changed. It seems the remaining joint is below."

The first floor is undoubtedly the most spacious, dominated by a classic, deep red hue. A faint, bloody aura drifts through the dazzling array of artifacts. Layers of mahogany weapon racks display swords, spears, halberds, axes, halberds, hooks, and other weapons, while armor racks sparsely display various precious armor pieces, including leather chain mail, plate chains, and scale helmets.

The materials used were identified by their color. Most treasures were crafted from black iron and dragon steel, with a small amount crafted from platinum and black gold. All the weapons and equipment used by assassins in the past could be found here, a rich and diverse collection of standard equipment for all classes.

Jinlian pulled a large black gold machete from a nearby weapon rack and stroked the blade, saying, "The Tumin Society often used the 'Death Blade', bringing glory to the Northern Lin Kingdoms and gaining widespread fame. They once ranked as high as 373rd on the Tianbao List, but now have fallen outside the top 400."

Cheng Bai weighed the weight in his heart: "This black gold blade is no worse than Shen Ya's Fantasy Dragon Fire Fang Spear. Hey! The Five Continents magical equipment is obviously much more abundant."

Zi Xuan spoke quickly, "Saint Lord Baidi, your family has taken over all the atlases on the second floor. Pick out everything you can use. This floor's items are under the control of my Ranger Association, right?"

Cheng Bai didn't want to argue, so he casually said, "Alright. The Endless Formation still has two points of effectiveness left. If you take them and reposition some of the weapon racks, you should be able to break them all."

Seeing that the higher-ups had agreed on the ownership of weapons and armor, Qian Buduo couldn't wait to go forward and select the best items. He couldn't help but lament, "Nine out of ten of the shelves are empty. The entire inventory here is enough to equip a large army!"

Cheng Bai sighed inwardly, "Most of the reserves changed hands when the heartless killer fell on the battlefield of Yinsheng City. What a fate."

The most conspicuous place in the hall is dominated by five luxurious weapon racks, arranged in layers from low to high. What is unique is that they are marked with eye-catching words, which seem to symbolize some special meaning.

Cheng Bai and others approached the five platforms and stopped to examine them. Four of them were empty.

The label at the bottom clearly reads "Daqian Dragon Crown".

Cheng Bai said thoughtfully, "This precious sword is the weapon used by Min Wushuang. It is not inferior to the Killing Sword, but ranks last among the five weapons."

Jin Lian whispered, "The Great Thousand Dragon Crown ranks thirty-third on the Tianbao List. It's already a spiritual weapon admired by cultivators across the Five Continents, but it's not as good as that smaller longsword made of the same material."

Everyone's eyes moved up step by step, and the second level was marked "Little Thousand Dragon Crown".

Cheng Bai commented, "I've seen this sword once. It looks elegant and refined, but in reality it's sharp and vicious. It's recently fallen into the control of the Snow Fox Nation."

Jinlian smiled and said, "The Little Thousand Dragon Crown was my dream when I was young. It ranks 27th on the Tianbao List."

The third shelf was clearly inscribed with the words "Cang Long Zhi Qi".

Cheng Bai sighed, "A tragic sword, lying quietly at the bottom of the water, unattended."

Wenjin said jokingly, "That strange knife looks sinister, ugly and unsuitable. Not many people are interested in it."

The fourth layer is marked with two words "evil wings".

Everyone shook their heads. Kua E-yang mocked, "The dagger is really not bad. It was taken away by the shame of Tu Min."

The highest one is marked with "Blood Drinking Mad Dragon Sword", which is the only remaining mysterious weapon blade on the five-layer weapon rack.

It was about four feet two inches long, its soft white flint blade gleaming with blood in the dim light, its sharp edge so sharp that one dared not look directly at it. Although the blade was in good condition, it had broken in two.

Zixuan blinked her small, dark eyes and sighed, "I arrived too late. The precious sword never found its true master. What a shame!"

Cheng Bai pondered the details of the broken sword, judging the pros and cons: "The elixir spirit of this sword was shattered, and the weapon spirit was scattered, but the intact material parts can still be used. If I grind it into two short swords and refine them into weapons again, I may have a chance to become famous in the world."

"Thank you, Saint Baidi, for your guidance!" Jinlian was overjoyed upon hearing this, and carefully put the damaged Blood-Drinking Mad Dragon Sword into the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

Cheng Bai stared at the five empty weapon racks, which were made of rosewood and were much more upscale than the surrounding racks.

Li Tong pointed out, "Have you found the clue?"

Cheng Bai pondered, "The weapon racks are exceptionally large, each one used to hold just one weapon. Others typically have nine or eighteen weapons on the same rack. If we're talking about hidden mechanisms, this one is unique."

Ningxiang said softly, "That is to say, these weapon racks are the final key to breaking the formation."

"Let me try it first." Cheng Bai deduced over and over again and gradually became confident. He stretched out his hand and pressed on the highest weapon rack, gently exerting force to shake it.

Suddenly, a series of "clucking" sounds emanated from the five platforms, and they began to slowly move, each rotating in its own direction. Some merely spun, while others shifted significantly. The edges connected and formed a neat pentagon, and the weapon racks finally came to a stop, perfectly enclosing a small area.

With a low roar, the enclosed ground slowly opened, revealing a deep underground passage.

"I can't tell whether the secret passage is real or not." Ningxiang looked down and saw a deep and dark place.

Everyone only felt gusts of cold wind blowing from the ground, like cold little snakes drilling into the cracks between bones, making their scalps tingle for no reason.

Cheng Bai said happily, "According to the Five Elements layout, the Treasure House should have five floors. Previously, the floor symbolizing water was missing. It must have been hidden underground."

Li Tong judged the pros and cons: "The layout that controls the remaining 20% of the formation's power lies in this underground secret room. It is the village's last line of defense."

Zixuan looked around and saw that most of the fine goods on the weapon and armor racks had been taken away by Qian Buduo. She thought carefully, "Should we just go down?"

"The secret passage is likely to be filled with hidden dangers. Let me lead the way." Kua E'er said boldly, and stepped over the lowest platform as if stepping over a threshold, exploring deeper step by step.

"Everyone else, follow me." Cheng Bai raised the moonstone lantern and led everyone into the underground secret room.

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Wang Xiongwu ran furiously after Pan Zhonghan, vaguely aware of them circling the village streets. Unable to contain himself, he asked, "Uncle Master, did we just walk this road?"

Pan Zhonghan frowned tightly, and said calmly, "He looks familiar to me... Could he be lost?"

Wang Xiongwu lowered his voice and said anxiously, "The village is very strange. It's terrifyingly large, but there's not even a single person. It's as quiet as a dead grave."

Pan Zhonghan pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Master, I've made detailed inquiries. This place has been blessed by the Buddha throughout history, and is exceptionally peaceful and tranquil. It's just that there are more houses, and there are probably some protective formations set up to prevent outsiders from entering, but they can't cause any harm. It's exactly what we want... Look! Up ahead is Wucan Mountain."

Looking up, I saw several dark mountains standing together, shaped like the five fingers of a palm. There was indeed no grass growing on them, and it looked inexplicably strange.

Wang Xiongwu was slightly surprised and said, "The mountain looks very ferocious, with its fangs and claws bared. It doesn't look friendly at all."

Pan Zhonghan calmly waved his hand and instructed, "What's the matter? No one will disturb this precious place. Just go up the mountain and practice."

Wang Xiongwu was walking on thin ice, nervous yet expectant. He asked, "What kind of magic elixir has Uncle Master prepared to help me reach my next level?"

Pan Zhonghan's eyes were deep as he spoke word by word, "Dragon-Lion Blood-Reversing Pill."

Wang Xiongwu's face turned pale and he cried out in shock, "Master, this elixir is very potent and has serious side effects. It will seriously shorten your lifespan!"

Pan Zhonghan's face darkened, and he sternly rebuked him, "You keep saying you'll ascend to the throne of the Holy Son, but a few Dragon-Lion Blood-Reversing Pills have frightened you like this? For now, this is the best way to quickly improve your skills and increase your cultivation in the short term. The cost-effectiveness is unmatched! We've already invested all our resources in this medicine, and we'll be able to make up for the losses later. What are you afraid of? Uncle-Master has everything prepared for you."

Wang Xiongwu calmed down a bit, but still felt uneasy and asked, "Master, do you have any elixirs that can prolong life?"

Pan Zhonghan shook his head and said, "Of course! I went through so much trouble to get this life-saving pill, which is enough to restore your youth."

Wang Xiongwu was so grateful that he almost shed tears. He bowed again and said, "Thank you for your hard work and cultivation, uncle. I will never forget it!"

Pan Zhonghan waved his hand impatiently and ran towards Wucan Mountain, shouting, "Don't waste such a great opportunity. Let's go up the mountain quickly."

Wang Xiongwu had no more objections and just followed Pan Zhonghan and ran as fast as he could.

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