Chapter 302: Have You Heard of Heavenly Treasures? (2/2)

After about seven to eight months, he finally returned to the surface. It felt like a full lifetime passed.

Then Huang Xiaolong looked over at Fenggong and Dai Li. Seeing Huang Xiaolong looking at them, the master and disciple both recovered from their shock and Fenggong was secretly relieved when he saw the young man’s cultivation was only at mid-Xiantian Tenth Order.

“Master, the treasure at the bottom of the rift, perhaps this person might know…” Dai Li inched closer to Fenggong, whispering in his ear.

Fenggong nodded, he has the very same thought.

“Young man, I have some questions for you, if you answer them truthfully, I can let you go. However, one false word and this rift will be your burial place!” Fenggong pointed at the rift behind him, declaring in a condescending tone. He was a peak late-Xiantian expert, half a step into the Saint realm, a status that was indescribably close to an actual Saint realm expert, killing a mid-Xiantian Tenth Order warrior was quite easy.

Since he descended to the rift bottom, Huang Xiaolong found the Eminent Holiness cultivation cave, swallowed the fiery-red fruit, refined the spiritual energy fish, the divine grade spirit pellets and his strength increased monumentally, thus he was in a good mood. Hearing Fenggong’s words didn’t anger him in the slightest, secretly smiling in his heart, he looked at Fenggong, “What do you want to know?”

“How long did you stay below?” Fenggong questioned.

Huang Xiaolong pondered, did a quick calculation of the time and answered, “Roughly seven months.”

Seven months! Fenggong and his disciple exchanged a glance, both were inwardly astonished.

Counting the time they’ve spent here, it was close to four months, yet the black-haired young man in front of them was actually here three months ahead of them, descending down to the rift bottom?

“You have a treasure that could block the extreme cold element?!” Fenggong’s eyes were burning with greed as they stared fixedly at Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong exposed a faint smile watching these two people’s expressions: “Correct.”

Fenggong’s silhouette flickered the instant he heard the answer. Both hands formed into claws, he arrived in front of Huang Xiaolong in a flash, clutching Huang Xiaolong’s shoulders, his eyes sharp like the tip of swords as he demanded: “Speak, what is it! Hand it over! Otherwise…!”

Huang Xiaolong remained indifferent, ‘allowing’ the man’s claws to clutch his shoulders. A dazzling light glimmered from his palm as a small golden mountain appeared in the center of his palm.

Abundant Buddhism energy immediately surged out like tidal waves, exuding a mesmerizing golden halo.

It was none other than Godly Mt. Xumi!

Fenggong was awed, fire danced feverishly in his eyes: “This is…?!”

Although he failed to recognize the magical item, he could tell the little golden mountain was extraordinary.

Huang Xiaolong laughed, “Have you heard of Heavenly Treasures?”

“Heavenly Treasures?!” Fenggong and Dai Li exclaimed aloud at the same time.

“You meant to say that this is a Heavenly Treasure?!” Fenggong fixed a deadly stare on the Godly Mt. Xumi in Huang Xiaolong’s palm, his breath getting heavier. Of course he had heard of Heavenly Treasures, every Heavenly Treasure contained mysterious power and force.

Fenggong’s hands were trembling, one hand moved, reaching out towards the Godly Mt. Xumi in Huang Xiaolong’s palm.