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Chapter 1110: The Ancient Valley and the Forgotten Relic
Chapter 1110: The Ancient Valley and the Forgotten Relic
After returning to their hotel, many of the martial artists headed to the training facilities provided by the hotel, as it was still early.
Viaustralia offered every convenience to the martial artists, including simulated domain resources within the hotel, but these amenities didn't come cheap. Fortunately, all reasonable expenses during their visit were covered by the Daxun government.
Chen Chuan returned to his room, where Zhao Ming was still sleeping after eating some Qia Guo. Sensing his presence, Zhao Ming lifted his head and chirped at Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan stroked Zhao Ming's soft and lustrous feathers, letting him continue his slumber. He then sat down and took out the necklace that Mr. Elton Clerval had given him. Using his mental power, he sensed the necklace and instantly understood its purpose.
It was a defensive relic with a practical function, possessing a strong ability to repel external forces. If worn, it could resist a certain level of attacks.
However, Chen Chuan noticed that the relic was constantly depleting itself. Even if left unused, it would eventually disappear on its own. It was a consumable item, and it seemed best to make use of its value quickly, as keeping it without utilizing its power would be pointless.
Chen Chuan tested it and found that it had incredible resistance to strikes. While it couldn't completely block his attacks, it could reduce their power by more than half, which was already impressive. Martial artists naturally had strong defensive capabilities, and without sufficient strength, they wouldn't be able to break through the spiritual fire's defenses surrounding the sanctuary.
Additionally, experienced martial artists were adept at conserving energy during combat, using only the necessary force and avoiding unnecessary exertion. This had become almost instinctual, so an unaware opponent might provide a valuable opportunity.
The relic indeed lived up to its reputation as a third-rate relic.
However, the more powerful the opponent, the faster the relic depleted. Chen Chuan estimated that against a formidable foe like Su Kuo, it might deplete after just a few exchanges.
He put the relic away, noticing that it was still early and there were no immediate tasks. He accessed the Viaustralia platform to browse.
Soon, he discovered a platform where various drugs, including those from the Eternal Life Academy, could be purchased. Similar to the Wansong Company, buying these drugs required holding internal currency and certain permissions, which could be obtained by participating in designated martial arts matches and internal tests.
Chen Chuan didn't give it much thought. Firstly, he wouldn't be staying here for long, and if he participated in tests and matches, it would be to contribute to the Federation's database. So, he browsed for a while before exiting.
Afterward, he sent a message to all team members, informing them that they were free to explore the city the next day, but they must strictly follow the visitation team's rules. They had to move in groups of three, keep the Jieping on at all times, and record every action.
After sending the message, Chen Chuan was about to go and cultivate when Gui Zihan contacted him. Gui Zihan mentioned that he was also planning to visit an ancient martial artist the next day, as per the teacher's request.
Chen Chuan considered it and decided that since they were going to the same place, they might as well go together and keep a mutual record.
After confirming, Chen Chuan, as usual, had the team's resonator awaken a domain interference organism. This way, the ubiquitous domain in the Central City wouldn't be able to monitor them. Then, he headed to the cultivation room to train.
The next morning, Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan left the hotel and boarded a small airship at the Pomiao Tower, heading for the Eastern Valley of Viaustralia.
Chen Chuan didn't bother hiding his itinerary; it was impossible to conceal such information in this city, and the upper echelons of Viaustralia Central City were likely already aware of his plans. So, he proceeded openly.
Meanwhile, at the Baiyan Hall, Leyn Kafudi received a report from the hotel.
"Sir, Mr. Chen left early this morning. His airship ticket is bound for the Eastern Valley. He seems to be fulfilling a request from Daxun to visit that lunatic again. Should we..."
"No need to stop him," Kafudi said. "That lunatic is becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Last month, he even damaged a passenger ship from the south. If Daxun has any intentions, we don't need to get involved. We just need to ensure his body materials are preserved."
"Should we intervene if there's any threat to Mr. Chen from the visitation team?"
Kafudi remained silent.
The reporter immediately understood his intent. "Sir, we will keep a close eye on the situation there," he said.
After about thirty minutes of flight, the sightseeing airship arrived at the Eastern Valley and docked at the Pomiao Tower.
Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan disembarked and found that this area, designated for ancient martial artists to reside in seclusion, wasn't as deserted as they had expected. Perhaps due to the holiday season, numerous tourists were present, and colorful hot air balloons were visible everywhere.
(End of Chapter 1110)
Looking out over the valley, one could see luxurious manors perched on various ridges, with many luxury cars parked in front. Visitors could be faintly seen strolling on the green lawns of the estates.
Gui Zihan remained silent for a moment before speaking, "I thought he was just living in seclusion here."
Chen Chuan said, "Martial artists are destined to be connected to society because they require too many resources. If they truly want to escape the world, they should go to Jiaoyongdi, where there's no interference and plenty of resources."
Gui Zihan nodded silently.
The two walked down from the Pomiao Tower and saw several mobile food trucks along the road, some of which specifically offered nutritional meals for martial artists. It was morning, and many tourists and martial artists gathered around, the aroma of food wafting through the air.
As the two approached, the martial artists and tourists moved aside, and some even bowed respectfully from a distance.
Both of them had incredibly strong auras, clearly indicating they were martial artists. Living in this Central City, people quickly learned to distinguish them. Aside from their objective power levels, the unpredictable temperaments of martial artists made it difficult to know if a small action would offend them, potentially leading to fatal consequences.
Chen Chuan learned that the person Gui Zihan wanted to meet was nearby, so he said, "Let's go see your senior first."
The two boarded the valley's railcar and rode for over a quarter of an hour before arriving at a manor. A butler-like figure, wearing gloves, waited outside.
As the two descended, the man smiled and greeted them in standard Daxun language, "Welcome, guests."
He led the way and brought Chen Chuan and Gui Zihan to the grand living room, where a man and a woman sat on a deep red sofa.
The man appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, wearing tinted decorative glasses and a polo shirt that revealed his solid chest muscles. He had long hair tied into a bun and wore a long-sleeved coat.
The woman was beautiful, wearing a tight-fitting long skirt. At that moment, she was standing behind the sofa, gently massaging the man's head.
As the two entered, the man glanced at them, his gaze momentarily pausing on Chen Chuan, as if his muscles tensed for an instant. But he quickly relaxed and slowly turned to Gui Zihan, "You're the successor of Gai Shidi, right? You just arrived from Daxun?"
Although he had the face of a Yue'nuo person, he spoke fluent Daxun language.
Gui Zihan respectfully replied, "Yes, Mr. Mo, my master asked me to come and meet you, and also to bring you something. This time, I came with the visitation team. This is our leader, Chen Chuan, the director."
Mr. Mo glanced at Chen Chuan and said, "Please take a seat."
After they sat down, he smiled at Chen Chuan, "Don't be surprised. Although my mother is a Yue'nuo person, my father was an official of the Donglu Court, so I can be considered half a Donglu person."
Chen Chuan had only read about "court officials" in books, so Mr. Mo's words indicated he was likely from the old era.
At that moment, Gui Zihan picked up a small suitcase from the side and took out a small ceramic jar, saying, "This is the well water from the Gai family's ancestral home."
Mr. Mo's eyes lit up, and he gestured for the butler to bring over the jar. He opened the seal and took a sip, exhaling a refreshing breath. With a heart full of memories, he said, "Clear and sweet, still the same taste."
He gave a hearty laugh and said to Gui Zihan, "Young man, thank you. You've given me a gift, and I'll give you one in return." He instructed the woman behind him, and she turned and entered the inner house.
After a while, she returned with a small box, which she placed in front of Mr. Mo. He opened the box, took out a line-bound ancient book, and pushed it forward, indicating, "This is the Guiyuan Sword Manual. Take it back with you today."
Gui Zihan was taken aback, "Senior, I'm not..."
Mr. Mo waved his hand, "I know you didn't mean that. You just came to deliver something. But..."
He leaned back and sighed, "I'm very grateful to my master. He didn't despise my background. Not only did he pass on his sword techniques to me, but he also thought his son lacked talent, so he entrusted me with this ancient book he wrote himself.
It's been almost three hundred years since then. I've never felt at ease with this item in my possession, waiting for someone to come and take it. You're the successor of Gai Shidi, so take this back, and I can finally put my mind at ease."
Gui Zihan looked at him and asked, "Senior, shouldn't you have a successor?"
Mr. Mo shook his head, "They couldn't handle it." He smiled, "Since they don't have that talent, it's better to pass it on to someone who needs it more. It won't be a waste of my master's skills that have been passed down."
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