Vol 19 Chapter 16-4 (1/2)
Zheng discovered the third floor was a space of chaos and disarray, unlike the formations of the four beasts, the eight trigrams, or the Taichi in the floors below. Refined Qi and Magic fused in a perfect state… or perhaps, one could describe this fused energy as a higher tier energy. Zheng couldn't recognize it. It was through luck and chance that he came into possession of refined Qi and Magic after all.
Exotic shaped weapons and items floated in this space. Each item had a tempo. They breathed energy as if they were alive. Even an idiot could instantly tell the value of these items. They were the essence of the heritage left behind by the Cultivators. These items were perhaps powerful or perhaps possessed unique abilities. They ought to be more valuable than rank A or even AA items from the exchange system. Zheng was like the thief who broke into a safe holding ten tons of gold. He could only watch and take nothing away.
”Damn it! Who was it that broke apart this land?” Zheng nearly couldn't keep himself from screaming.
Every one of these items looked so valuable. It was a pity to leave even one of them behind, not to mention the hundreds and perhaps over a thousand of them here. Barring the ability to grab these items with the spatial rings and bags, it would take the team days to take out every item, given that they had a safe environment to do so. However, one or two might be his best bet with the limited amount of time he had.
”No time to think…”
The explosions happening outside were growing more intense by the second. Zheng knew the tower could collapse at any time now. Once these items fell into the lava, not even peak fourth stage could allow him to salvage anything underneath. The items would sink and burn in the lava until the stream carried them elsewhere years after or perhaps they would keep sinking until they reach the core. This was Zheng's last chance!
(Their sizes vary. I don't know which ones are the most powerful. Damn it. If only WangXia is here. He's familiar with Chinese mythology and should be able to identify powerful Cultivation items. It would be unfortunate if I grab something with unique ability but isn't powerful.)
”Damn it! I'll just have to grab as many as I can. Pick the smaller items!”
The several smallest items were the size of the Na Ring. The biggest item was a shield that looked like a wall. There was a metal staff about five meters long which seemed incredibly powerful. Golden energy flowed on its surface, which made it superior to the current Tiger's Soul. The familiar color of its appearance reminded Zheng of the weapon used by a certain monkey. If it was true, this staff should be more powerful than even the complete Tiger's Soul.
Unfortunately, that huge size of the staff stopped any attempt he might want to try. His vision immediately moved over to the smaller items. One that was nearest to him was a mirror about the size of his hand. On the top of the mirror's frame was a little ring. Zheng grabbed the mirror then put it on his finger. He rushed at another item.
He nearly tripped the moment he arrived at an antiquated bronze bell as the floor started shaking. Zheng subconsciously grabbed the bell. He faintly felt a message 'Inscriptions… Bell… East'. This feeling was quickly interrupted by the floor collapsing. Zheng fell along with fragments of shattered stones and wood.
These stones and wood were nothing extraordinary. In fact, he wouldn't get damaged even if the whole tower were to fall on him. Zheng flapped his wings and attempted to grabbed a few more items before leaving. Just as he flew a few meters, the refined Qi and Magic crashed with each other violently. The two polar energies lost the constraint that kept them peacefully together. They would react similarly to Explosion and Destruction when the chance arrived or perhaps, they might become the Magic Cannon.
”Could it be that… my life ends here?”
A blue light sparked and instantly enveloped the whole tower with its blinding brightness. The tower then collapsed.