The old monk's words, though spoken lightly, clearly carried a heavy sense of gritted-teeth hatred.
Treasure was indeed of little importance to the old monk, yet how could Xu Fan make such an outrageous request? As long as the old monk provided an item, it happened to be exactly what Xu Fan's master urgently needed. How could this be so coincidentally convenient?
Over a millennium, the old monk did possess many treasures, but truly precious ones were not as many as Xu Fan imagined. The dozens of treasures presented now had nearly emptied the old monk's reserves!
Therefore, the old monk spoke up to gently "warn" Xu Fan.
Xu Fan was evidently a person who contentedly enjoyed what he had. Satisfied, he nodded and was about to agree when a thought struck him, reminding him of the Bronze Box.
Initially, the appearance of the Bronze Box had not caught Xu Fan's attention; he rely considered it insignificant.
However, as events unfolded and beca clearer, Xu Fan gradually grasped the profound implications behind the Bronze Box. Once it surfaced completely, it might trigger a major event that would shake the entire Cultivation World!
The specifics were unclear to Xu Fan, and Xia Hengzhou hadn't revealed much either, but Xu Fan knew that the later the Bronze Box erged, the more beneficial it would be for him!
Yet, with the way things were progressing, the situation had long surpassed initial expectations!
Previously, Xu Fan had no intention of vying for the Bronze Box. But following Qing Xuan's death, with no one competing for the Bronze Box, Xu Fan's Beast Taming ability was exposed.
In other words, once they left the relic, everyone would assu the Bronze Box was with Xu Fan, even if he didn't take it; no one would believe otherwise.
Since everyone was convinced the Bronze Box was with Xu Fan, there was no point in staying concealed.
At this mont, ignoring the old monk's unfriendly gaze, Xu Fan spoke with a smile, "Senior, my master's needs have been fully t, but I have one more request that I hope you can agree to."
Upon hearing Xu Fan's words, the old monk felt he might have made a mistake. He shouldn't have let this irritating boy in.
Boy, did you co to this relic to slay demons or simply to shop for items? You've taken dozens of treasures and aren't satisfied yet? There's still another request?
The old monk felt as though his view of life was about to collapse.
Xu Fan ignored the old monk's twitching facial muscles and trembling hands, and directly asked, "Senior, don't misunderstand. This request is trivial for you."
"I wonder if you have seen or heard of a Bronze Box?"
Xu Fan did not know why the Bronze Box erged from the relic, but given its location, there was nothing the old monk wouldn't know about.
Unexpectedly, the old monk furrowed his brows, pondered for a mont, and shook his head at Xu Fan.
"Young friend, I haven't heard of a Bronze Box in a hundred years, I'm afraid I can't be of assistance."
The old monk's expression didn't seem fake, and he had no reason to feign ignorance about such a minor matter.
This made Xu Fan frown slightly.
The relic is a place of fortune for the younger generation. Past geniuses entering the relic seldom died if they didn't act recklessly. Planting a Bronze Box within such a blessed place signifies only one thing, an assessnt for the young talents of this generation.
The place where the Bronze Box was concealed mustn't be far or difficult to find; otherwise, it would hold no aning!
With this thought, Xu Fan shook his head and let go of the matter.
This was sothing he shouldn't have asked the old monk about, as it was too trivial for him. It would be better to summon thousands of Exotic Beasts after leaving the temple to search for the Bronze Box's whereabouts together.
"Friend, have you not made up your mind yet?"
"This endeavor is only dangerous for . As long as you follow my instructions without error, there won't be any risk!"
The old monk was already impatient. If it weren't difficult to find soone proficient in Beast Taming Art within the relic and if his days weren't numbered, he might have long lost his patience and knocked this pesky boy flying.
"Senior, what are you saying? Even if there are a thousand hardships, what is there to fear for people like us?"
Xu Fan rose with a grand wave, his face showing righteous resolve.
The old monk, seeing Xu Fan's manner, felt his temples throbbing, almost spitting out blood in anger!
With such righteousness, are you implying that I was the one who was greedy and fearful just now, asking for treasures?
Nevertheless, the old monk, having practiced self-cultivation for years, quickly adjusted his mood within a breath, secretly vowing to make the boy's life a living hell after this affair is settled.
"Since your righteousness is so great, what a blessing to the Taoist world! I will fight with all my strength to protect you!"
"Young friend, please follow ."
With that, the old monk stood up, leading the way behind the Buddha statue in the hall.
Click, click.
It's unclear what action the old monk took, but a tunnel chanism suddenly revealed itself behind the Buddha statue. The old monk, without looking back, seed unconcerned about Xu Fan fleeing and directly proceeded down the passage.
At this stage, Xu Fan naturally felt no fear, his steps steady, closely following the old monk.
The underground passage was extrely crude, as if manually dug out, with no processing or decoration, and it was pitch dark, hands invisible. Even though Xu Fan was skilled and possessed the Golden Right Eye, he could only barely see the path beneath his feet.
The entire temple didn't seem large, yet the cellar was absurdly long, seemingly endless. Furthermore, the deeper they went, Xu Fan saw almost nothing, relying solely on the footsteps ahead to trail the old monk.
Drip, drop!
Water sounds echoed as if reverberating in the ears, intensely clear.
With the sound of dripping water, Xu Fan suddenly felt the surroundings grow colder, the chill perating his body, striking to the bone.
"Be careful!"
The old monk suddenly halted, producing an oil lamp from sowhere, illuminating a space about one ter ahead. The distant darkness seed tangible, impervious even to the lamp's light.
"Ahead is where the Demon Beast resides; the creature is a Golden Ape, possessing terrifying brute strength and adept at deception. Be wary, young friend!"
As he spoke, they rounded a corner, t by a rush of ominous energy.
Whoosh!
The oil lamp in the old monk's hand was suddenly snuffed out.
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