Wu Chang Jie

12

Zong Zi Heng broke into the room next door. A small figure sprung up and sat on the bed and said: "Who's there?!"

Zong Zi Heng felt slightly relieved: "Xiao Jiu, it's me. Put your clothes on quickly."

"...Ah?" Zong Zi Xiao was still confused.

The sound of fighting suddenly came from outside the door. Zong Zi Heng could not care about his clothes. With one hand holding a sword and one hand carrying Zong Zi Xiao, they ran out of the guest room: "Huang Hong, Huang Wu..." He stopped moving and froze on the spot.

Their guest room was on the second floor. Although it was in the southernmost part of the inn, this inn was very small. The stairway should only be a few steps away, but the two could clearly see that the corridor in front of them was being stretched out like a rope by a mysterious power, becoming much longer, and the flight of stairs was now located at the far end.

Zong Zi Xiao rubbed his eyes and thought that he was still half asleep. Even Zong Zi Heng wondered for a moment if this was a dream.

"Your Highness!" Huang Hong's voice brought both of them back to their senses.

Huang Hong was downstairs. When Zong Zi Heng looked down, he felt even more creeped out. Originally, it was only two stories high. How could the gap be at least 10 to 13.32 meters wide?

"Your Highness, we were ambushed. You must hold on to Ninth Highness. Do not get separated from him."

"What...What is going on here?" Zong Zi Heng followed the sound of the fight, trying to find Huang Wu, "Where is Huang Wu?" It sounded very close, yet he couldn't see him.

Huang Hong gritted his teeth and said, "We are all in this inn, but we can't touch each other. This is the magical treasure of Lu Ban, Gong Shu Ju."

The Zong brothers looked at each other. They were so surprised that they couldn't speak.

The magical treasures in the cultivation world can be divided into three categories. The most powerful ones were naturally the four ancient magical treasures. The second category was the magical treasures created by the earth deities who wanted to leave their mark in future generations. These treasures have been passed down from generation to generation. The last category was the magical treasures refined by the heroes from the present age.

Even if the ruler reached the peak of perfection and was fortunate to find one of those four ancient magical treasures, the power it could exert was only skin deep. Otherwise, Shen Nong Ding would not need a hundred high-ranking cultivators to keep the fire going. A million years have passed, and there were only two things that have made their appearances in the world. One was Shen Nong Ding, which transformed into an immortal mountain, while another one was the Shanhe Sheji Map, which no one could control because it was in the Zong clan's treasure grove after the emperor fled the capital.

The new magical treasures refined in the present had various functions and varying effectiveness. Some were only available to the great immortal families, some were specially made for a certain person, and some were owned by everyone, like the Qiankun bag. Some came from the hands of top masters, such as rare and priceless things.

The magical treasures handed down by the earth deities had no masters and were priceless. They all had great powers. Therefore, cultivators spent their entire lives searching for them. Those who had the ability would kill to obtain such magical treasures, and they were never less skillful than core thieves.

Gong Shu Ju was a divine ruler left behind by Lu Ban. It could change the size of dead things within a certain time and range. The deeper the user's cultivation level, the greater the range. Anyone within the range of the ruler would fall into its trap. Even if the exit were near, they could not escape.