I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 1244

Chapter 1244: Chapter 1246 Star God Eye Chapter 1244: Chapter 1246 Star God Eye Song Jian's behavior, in the eyes of game NPCs like Duan Xingliu and the child acolytes, naturally seemed a bit crude, but to players it was nothing out of the ordinary.

When it came to real benefits, what was face worth? Merely for a few scoffs from two people, Song Jian had gained a third of his Experience Points. Where else could such benefits be found?

However, Song Jian wouldn't forget the real business for which he had come here just for a bit of gain. If he did, he would truly be penny wise and pound foolish. Therefore, he kept close behind Duan Xingliu, stepping into the cottage.

Upon entering, Song Jian found the cottage almost devoid of furniture. A painting hung on the wall facing the door with several cushions placed beneath it. A white-haired, bearded elder was sitting cross-legged on one of the cushions. He did not exude any aura of power, appearing just like an ordinary elder.

In the game, whether an NPC or a player, one's body naturally emits a certain aura when their strength reaches a certain level. With increasing power, this aura grows stronger, so people could often guess someone's strength just by feeling the aura emitted.

Some professions had skills that could conceal their aura, but such skills were typically only used in specific circumstances. Usually, they would not deliberately conceal their aura, as doing so, if discovered, could easily provoke hostility from others.

“Greetings, Grand Elder!” Duan Xingliu bowed respectfully to the elder, with Song Jian quickly following suit.

In the Imperial Sword Sect, the Grand Elder held a status and strength far surpassing that of Duan Xingliu, the sect leader. In fact, the three Grand Elders could decisively remove Duan Xingliu from his position at any time.

However, precisely because of this, the three Grand Elders always kept a low profile, cultivating in seclusion in the hills behind the sect to avoid unnecessary involvement in sect affairs and to not draw too much attention to themselves.

Unless the sect faced a catastrophic event threatening its very existence, these three Grand Elders would not show themselves.

“May I ask what brings the sect leader here today?” Duan Wuji asked indifferently without even opening his eyes.

Duan Xingliu said respectfully, “Reporting to the Grand Elder, this is my newly accepted direct disciple, Song Jian. He has made a great contribution and wishes to exchange Contribution Points for the Legendary Level Sword Immortal set piece in the Grand Elder's possession, which is why I have brought him to meet the Grand Elder.”

“Made a great contribution?” Grand Elder Duan Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards Song Jian. His eyes were as bright as stars, and Song Jian, caught off-guard, found his gaze locked with Duan Wuji's. His vision immediately became hazy.

At that moment, Song Jian felt as though he had been cast into space, surrounded by darkness, with only some stars twinkling in the distance.

All around him was desolation devoid of life, making Song Jian feel as if he had been abandoned, destined to spend the latter half of his life alone in this bleak cosmic expanse. For a while, his heart was filled with despair, and he even contemplated ending his life.

Just then, the innate skill “Immortal Body” in his skill bar glowed, and a cool sensation surged through his mind. The desolate starscape before his eyes suddenly blurred as if seen through frosted glass.

Song Jian quickly realized he had entered an illusionary realm, and with his own ability, he was still unable to break free, but the desolate feeling from the illusion lessened considerably, no longer affecting his mind.

“This is even more terrifying than any charm skill…” Song Jian thought, alarmed. He vividly remembered that the Grand Elder Duan Wuji had merely opened his eyes to look at him. Just one glance had trapped him in such a terrifying illusion. If it weren't for Immortal Body, by now Song Jian might have been lost in the stars, despairing to the point of suicide.

Song Jian knew that Duan Wuji could not possibly use any skill on him, as he was currently just an ordinary disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect. If the Grand Elder were to take action against him, it would be an utterly disgraceful matter if word got out.

“As expected of someone from the Demi-God Realm…” Song Jian sighed inwardly, suddenly feeling as if he were an ant in front of the towering elder Duan Wuji, who could crush him without even stretching out a hand; a mere glance was enough to plunge him into a calamity from which there was no return.

After a long while, the starry sky before Song Jian's eyes shattered like glass, and he found himself back in the room, where everything remained unchanged!

“Reporting to the Grand Elder, Song Jian has obtained the Purple Heaven Thunder Punishing Gods Array from the Formation Atlas Secret Realm and is willing to contribute it!” Song Jian, having heard Duan Xingliu's words, seemed not to have realized that he had been trapped in an illusion before.

“Purple Heaven Thunder Punishing Gods Array?” The corners of Duan Wuji's mouth curled slightly upward as he chuckled, saying, “The Array Record Secret Realm has existed for over a thousand years. If I wanted to obtain any formation within, I would have personally done so long ago, and even if I cannot enter the secret realm now, I can send other disciples to retrieve it! Why would I wait until now?”

The secret realm allows only those below the Legendary Level to enter, but the most precious diagrams are the ones constructing the nine guardians of the secret realm. However, with every defeat of a guardian, the formation atlas that constructed it disappears, never to appear again. Although a new guardian will emerge with a new formation atlas, with each defeat, the quality of the constructed formation atlas decreases.

Therefore, continuously killing the guardians of the secret realm is like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, so the Imperial Sword Sect uses this secret realm merely to train disciples and has no intention of sweeping clean all the formation atlases within.

However, these unwritten rules clearly do not apply to the Grand Elders; if they are truly interested in a certain array within, having someone fetch it would not lead to any objections within the sect.

“What the Grand Elder says is true!” Duan Xingliu said somewhat awkwardly.

“Well, your disciple is not bad, to be able to withstand the gaze of my Star God Eye for a quarter of an hour. Impressive!” the Grand Elder Duan Wuji then closed his eyes again, saying softly.

Duan Xingliu was shocked and quickly turned his head to look at Song Jian, seeing his bewildered face and no signs of harm, Duan Xingliu was at ease.

“Suixing, go fetch the Sword Immortal's belt!” Duan Wuji ordered indifferently.

“Yes, Master!” The servant child glanced at Song Jian, then turned away. In a short while, he returned with a wooden box, placing it before Duan Wuji.

Duan Wuji caressed the wooden box with his own hands, a look of reluctance appearing on his face. He sighed and said, “A decade has swiftly passed. The heritage of the Ancient Sword Immortal, with its naturally formed divine charm inside, has brought me no gains. A pity, a lament, a sorrow!”

After a moment, Duan Wuji's expression returned to impassive, and he withdrew his hand, waving at Duan Xingliu and saying, “Take it away.”

Duan Xingliu bowed to Duan Wuji, took the wooden box in both hands, and retreated out of the quiet room. Once the two of them had left, the door of the quiet room shut by itself.

Duan Xingliu's expression was somewhat somber, while Song Jian looked at the wooden box in Duan Xingliu's hands with anticipation, feeling an impatient urge to open it.

Chapter end

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