Chapter 528: Chapter 322: Stealing the Sutra_3
Of course, without the power of the Zhongxuan Sect level, there’s no way to resist such a high concentration of the spiritual stream while refining a treasure in the pool.
"Could it be a sect specialized in artifact refining..."
Chen Xuantian sneaked into their Scripture Pavilion for a while, and indeed discovered large volumes of artifact catalogues and treasure refining methods in there. Moreover, each volume not only included refining methods but also extensive experimental records and hundreds of years of exchange notes.
For instance, a founder might say that this bottle requires certain things to be refined; a first-generation disciple would give thumbs up to the master while suggesting possible improvements; a second-generation disciple would give thumbs up to the grandmaster, indicating possible optimizations; then an N-th generation disciple would give thumbs up to the founder, lamenting recent catastrophic events that rendered many precious materials extinct, suggesting possible substitutions; and finally, an N+1-generation disciple would give thumbs up to the founder, admitting that the magic treasure’s effect is far inferior to the original and that the Demon Sect has already researched countermeasures to it, advising future generations not to waste time and energy but to refine something else...
In short, these records not only increased knowledge in artifact refining, understanding the sect’s secret skill inheritance but also showcased many hearsays and logs from the Ancient Era, secrets from various sects within the cultivation world, possessing extremely high research and collection value. Truly a secret Immortal Fate transmission, a Daoist Collection’s treasure.
Yet, just as Chen Xuantian was sweeping through the entire collection, memorizing by heart, preparing to take everything away.
Suddenly, a furious roar came from above,
"Where did this wandering soul come from! Daring to steal under the old man’s nose!"
Then a hand reached out to grab Chen Xuantian, crushing half of his shoulder in just one grasp! Directly tearing off the entire right arm!
Eagle’s screech! Time is up! Move in haste!
Chen Xuantian also spat blood!
Damn, so this isn’t an unowned Immortal Trace!! If someone was here, why didn’t you say so earlier!
"My Blood Shadow Divine Movement!!"
Blood Shadow Divine Movement! Boldly flying out of the formation at the moment the sect’s restriction activated! The Black Hawk was already waiting, swooping down in a spin! Grabbing Chen Xuantian and fleeing!
Then amidst the roaring, in the void, another claw reached out! Grabbing Chen Xuantian’s leg!
"Where do you think you’re going!"
"Damn it, single-legged Blood Disintegration Technique!"
"Boom!"
The single-legged version of Blood Demon Disintegration Technique! A kick blasted, throwing out the Divine Sword, splattering it all over the old man’s face!
"Run! Run, hurry!"
"Screech——!"
The Black Hawk shot straight into the sky! Qiankun overturned! The world reversed! Escaping into the void!
"Don’t think of escaping!"
However, that hand still chased after! Striking directly through the heart! Tugging with force! Tearing Chen Xuantian apart from below the chest!
The Black Hawk frantically flapped its wings!
Chen Xuantian spit blood and cursed!
"Screw you, old thing! Just let me have a look, it’s not like it’ll kill you! Chase, damn your chase! Watch my Blood Talisman Divine Sword!"
With a reverse flick, a radiant burst of blood light shot from his left arm! Piercing the void! Like a laser blast, stabbing directly at the palm of the chasing hand!
"Heavenly Demon Heretics! Slaughtering my entire sect! How can I let you!"
"Boom!"
A palm smashed forth! Meeting the Divine Sword directly! Pressing on the blood light, reaching up and grabbing the Blood Shadow into pieces!
"Ah——! Little thief!! The old man won’t let you go!"
"Whoosh!"
The next second, the Black Hawk carried Chen Xuantian’s head as it dashed into the dormitory, instantly transforming into a black chicken, with one chicken and one head, wheezing wheezing, rolling into the dormitory.
Then quickly rolled back, together closing the door, collapsing on the ground, exhausted to the half-dead point.
Indeed, just now Chen Xuantian was literally breaking an arm to survive, sacrificing everything below his neck, just to divert that grabbing hand, seizing the chance to shed his shell like a Golden Cicada and escape with his life.
"Mad, mad! It’s always like this! I’m out there fighting for my life, and he’s in there dual cultivating! It’s not fair! It’s not fair at all!
I don’t care anymore! I want to dual cultivate too! I need to find someone to dual cultivate with!"
Chen Xuantian, furious and exasperated, grew five fingers from the split in his neck, climbing onto the desk.
Spitting out a USB port tentacle from his mouth, updating the stolen data to the computer.
Then clambered into the closet, crawling back into his skin.
As he opened his eyes, he woke up from the virtual cabin.