Chapter 122: Fanfeng Relay City

Chapter 122: Fanfeng Relay City

At the edge of the Soul-Breaking Mountain Range, on the only main road leading to the Thousand Charms Empire, there was a huge relay station called Fanfeng Relay. Although called a relay station, it was now about the size of a small city due to its extremely special geographical location as an important hub connecting the Thousand Charms Empire with the outside world. Therefore, Fanfeng Relay was also known as Fanfeng City. The usually busy small city was even more lively today.

Alchemists and other experts gathered from all directions, all for a recently emerged rumor. Given that this was a crucial moment in the family ranking competition, most of the Alchemists who came were unaffiliated cultivators.

“Have you heard? An ancient tomb relic was discovered in the east. They say it’s the legacy of an eighth-grade Alchemist,” an old man explained to a young man in an inn. The young man turned out to be a fourth-grade Alchemist.

“Grandfather, I only received the news recently. I heard the tomb hasn’t fully opened yet. According to the stone tablet, there are still two days until the tomb opens,” the young man said.

“If you could obtain the legacy, our Li family could rise to prominence,” the old man’s eyes were full of hope.

“Grandfather, it’s not that easy. Look how many people have come, all for the relic’s legacy,” the young man was much calmer, having seen the world in Alchemy Capital.

“Most of these people aren’t Alchemists, they’re just here for the excitement. After all, anything left by an eighth-grade Alchemist, whether it’s eighth-grade pills or formulas, is priceless. Their goal is these treasures, not the legacy,” the old man analyzed.

“Yes, but there are quite a few Alchemists too. It’s good that the news hasn’t spread completely, and Alchemy Capital is holding the family ranking competition, so many Alchemists are in seclusion refining pills. Otherwise, how could it be our turn?” the young man sighed. “I also heard that the Golden Pill Cultivator has come. He’s a seventh-grade Alchemist.”

In a certain room in the inn, four people gathered together.

“What’s going on? Wild Blade said he was going to handle some private business, why hasn’t he returned after so long? If it delays the master’s plan, we can’t bear the responsibility,” one of them said coldly.

“Wild Blade is at the third stage of Sun Profound Realm and has recently mastered a gold-grade technique. Even if you and I wanted to kill him, it would be very difficult. We don’t need to worry about him. Our plan can be completed even without him,” another said.

“This plan is very important. We spent a lot to set up that ancient tomb relic. How many Alchemists we can capture depends on us. I heard the Golden Pill Cultivator has come too? If we capture a seventh-grade Alchemist, the master should be very satisfied,” one person said.

Zhanyue, riding his flying sword, was finally getting tired due to lack of stamina. Soon after, he appeared in Fanfeng City. The endless stream of people confused Zhanyue.

“Why are there so many people? Did something big happen here?” Zhanyue thought for a moment, then found a nearby inn.

“Guest, there are no vacant rooms,” the innkeeper said apologetically.

“So many people? Innkeeper, do you know what happened?” Zhanyue asked curiously.

The innkeeper was a helpful person and said, “I heard an underground palace was discovered outside the Soul-Breaking Mountain Range. It’s said to be the legacy site of an eighth-grade Alchemist. Many people want to try their luck, so they’re staying in Fanfeng City, as the underground palace won’t open for two more days.”

“An eighth-grade Alchemist’s legacy?” Zhanyue understood. No wonder it attracted so many people. But he felt a bit disdainful. However, finding a place to stay for the night was difficult. Fanfeng City was called a city but was essentially still a relay station, without the protection of a illumination Tower. At night, it still relied on formations for protection. Not staying in an inn could be very dangerous outside.

“Guest, I see you’re alone. If you don’t mind, you could make do in the storage room for a night? The storage room is also within the formation’s protection, so it’s safe. I’ll only charge you half price,” the innkeeper was kind-hearted.

“Thank you very much,” Zhanyue nodded, paid, and was led to a side room. The room was cluttered with tables and chairs, but there was a bed. Zhanyue only planned to rest here for one night, so he didn’t mind.

Just as he was about to rest, a graceful figure appeared before him. It was the illumination Goddess.

“Sister?” Zhanyue was a bit confused.

“What? Am I not worthy of sleeping indoors?” the illumination Goddess smiled, then said seriously, “This Fanfeng City is not right. I sense a large amount of Nightmare aura. Also, your love rival, the Golden Pill Cultivator, seems to be in the city too.”