Chapter 636: Nine High-Grade Sacred Artifacts—How Are There Ten Golden Pages?

Yin Zanghua was very clear in her heart.

There were only nine golden pages in total.

Xuanyin Cavern had always spared no effort in seeking them, yet had only found four.

Not long ago, one of those pages had been stolen.

While searching for that golden page in the Falling Star Sea, she had learned by chance that the Qizhen Alliance’s grand auction might have one.

It was on that day that she made a deal with a stranger.

The stranger helped her kill the two women, Chenyu and Luoyan.

In return, she helped him erase the divine sense imprint on the golden page.

She still remembered that event clearly.

What she hadn’t expected was that this man now carried three golden pages!

That was simply absurd.

How could a single person compare with Xuanyin Cavern?

Xuanyin Cavern had spent thousands of years and only found four!

“Who exactly are you? You’re not from any sect within the Inner Sea.”

Yin Zanghua stared coldly at Shen Mo, instinctively sensing danger.

Shen Mo’s expression remained indifferent. “If you want to act, feel free to try.”

Yin Zanghua hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she did not act.

Crossing the Spirit-Calling Sea, traversing the Jade Bridge, climbing Qingfeng—this man had ranked first in all three trials, and now held three high-grade sacred artifacts.

She couldn’t be confident she could defeat him.

To be safe, it was best not to act rashly.

Yin Zanghua shifted her gaze away and began selecting from the high-grade sacred artifacts.

She also had three golden pages. After weighing her options, she took the three treasures most suited to her.

Maintaining a deliberate distance from Shen Mo, she then sat down and began refining them on the spot.

A few hours later, several figures arrived in succession.

They were Yue Xinglou of the Heavenly Talisman Sect, Ao Can of the Flame Flood Dragon Palace, Hu Xinyue of the Blood God Demon Court, and Xiang Bai of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land.

This group—one human, one dragon, two demons—each held a golden page.

Ao Can widened his dragon eyes at the sight of the remaining three glowing orbs and let out a furious roar.

“What the hell!”

“Weren’t there supposed to be nine high-grade sacred artifacts? Why are there only three left!”

“You two—hand over those six sacred artifacts!”

Ao Can raised a dragon claw and angrily pointed at Yin Zanghua and Shen Mo.

His focus was mostly on Yin Zanghua.

After all, she was backed by Xuanyin Cavern, which was known to hold the most golden pages.

Yue Xinglou abruptly raised a hand, holding four talismans between his fingers. “I ask that Lord Yin kindly return the high-grade sacred artifacts.”

Yin Zanghua gave a faint smile. “What’s in my hands isn’t going anywhere.”

“If you want a fight, I’ll oblige.”

With a wave of her hand, three Vajra Armored Corpses appeared beside her.

Then with a turn of her palm, a pitch-black banner unfolded.

Within the black banner echoed waves of ghostly wails and howls, making everyone extremely uncomfortable.

Yue Xinglou, knowing how fearsome those three armored corpses were, instinctively stepped back.

Ao Can also retreated several paces when he saw the black banner, exclaiming in shock, “The Nine Yin Soul-Burying Banner! That’s your Grand Cave Master’s treasure! She really let you bring it?”

“Aren’t you afraid you’ll die in the Cangqing Cave Mansion and lose that banner?”

Yin Zanghua sneered coldly. “Xuanyin Cavern’s affairs aren’t for the Flame Flood Dragon Palace to meddle in. There are four of you, but only three sacred artifacts left. You’d better worry about the people beside you.”

At those words, the expressions of Ao Can, Yue Xinglou, and Hu Xinyue subtly changed.

Indeed—four contenders and only three treasures. A difficult situation.

Meanwhile, Shen Mo said with curiosity, “Interesting. There were nine high-grade sacred artifacts—so why are there ten golden pages?”

“Where did the extra golden page come from?”

Xiang Bai replied calmly, “Myriad Phenomena Holy Land requested one golden page from the Blood God Demon Court and used the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Pearl to duplicate it.”

“I didn’t come for Cangqing Supreme’s legacy. As for the remaining three sacred artifacts—feel free to take them.”

With that, he unexpectedly withdrew from the fight entirely and sat off to the side.

“No wonder—the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Pearl.”

Shen Mo gave a slight nod.

He had heard of the name before.

This treasure was extremely peculiar—it possessed no offensive or defensive ability whatsoever.

Yet it could duplicate other treasures.

Of course, duplication came with limitations: it could not copy items that surpassed its own grade.

And, like the Immortal-Nurturing Glazed Lamp, it had a limited number of uses.

It was said that long ago, its usage count had already run out.

But the Holy Master of the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land had continuously extended its lifespan by offering his own life force.

That was why it could still be used today.

However, with such heavy loss of life force, the Holy Master’s strength must have declined severely—an unavoidable cost.

“You’re the one who took first place in all three trials?”

Xiang Bai sat not far from Shen Mo, casting a few curious glances at him.

Shen Mo nodded.

Xiang Bai suddenly laughed. “For some reason, the first moment I saw you, I felt a sense of familiarity.”

“Perhaps there’s something on you that gives me that feeling.”

Shen Mo raised a brow but said nothing.

What the man said sounded suspiciously like, “You and I are destined by the Buddha.”

Surely he wasn’t eyeing the treasures on his body?

Seeing Shen Mo remain silent, Xiang Bai said nothing further and began examining the surroundings.

“Hey you! How many sacred artifacts did you take? Dare to spar with me?”

“If you lose, give me one.”

Ao Can looked at Shen Mo and grinned strangely.

He was very confident in his own strength.

Even though Shen Mo had taken first place in all three trials,

he wasn’t the least bit intimidated.

After all, a trial was just a trial.

It didn’t necessarily reflect one’s actual strength.

Shen Mo glanced at him and said coolly, “You’ve only cultivated the Blazing Heaven Flame Dragon Scripture to the seventh level, and you already want to challenge me?”

“Ao Can, don’t overestimate yourself.”

“If you’re not absolutely certain of winning, I suggest you stay where you are and pick one of the remaining three artifacts.”

Ao Can was stunned by his words.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost.

“How do you know my cultivation progress? That’s impossible!”

The Blazing Heaven Flame Dragon Scripture was the most advanced cultivation method of the Flame Flood Dragon race.

It was of mid-tier Sacred grade.

Even within the Flame Flood Dragon race, only true dragons with the purest bloodline could cultivate it.

The seventh level of the scripture corresponded to seventy Dao Marks in the Nirvana Realm.

Even his own parents didn’t know his current progress.

How did this man see through him with a single glance?

For a moment, Ao Can became deeply wary.

It felt as if all the dragon scales on his body had been stripped bare under this man’s gaze.

Yue Xinglou also cast several long glances at Shen Mo.

Anyone who could make it this far was certainly no ordinary figure.

He too was wary of Shen Mo’s strength and didn’t dare attempt to snatch anything by force.

What if, in the moment he made a move, Ao Can took the artifact he needed from the remaining three?

Wouldn’t that be like dropping a watermelon just to pick up a sesame seed?

Hu Xinyue, on the other hand, had no intention of fighting over anything.

Her small face was flushed, and she looked elated—just passing all three trials was already a great satisfaction for her.

So, Yue Xinglou, Ao Can, and Hu Xinyue each picked from the remaining three artifacts.

Hu Xinyue chose the Azure Underworld Sacred Spirit Shield.

She had always been cautious and prioritized defense above all else.

The shield matched her needs perfectly.

But Yue Xinglou and Ao Can had their eyes on the same item:

The Mustard Seed Dragon Scale Robe.

It was forged entirely from the dragon scales of Cangqing Supreme.

Each scale contained a small spatial pocket for storing items.

The term “Mustard Seed” came precisely from this feature.

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