Chapter 112: The Mysterious King's Treasure

  The next level is still a battle against different opponents with mechanical puppets.

  The further back you go, the more severe the damage to your opponent's mechanical puppet.

  Zhang Shan, having suffered no setbacks in the first two rounds, swept through with crushing force, consecutively defeating his opponents in three rounds like a hot knife through butter.

  "Is this the ninth level already? How many levels are there going to be?" Zhang Shan muttered as he stepped through the light gate.

  In an instant, a grand hall appeared before one's eyes.

  Zhang Shan carefully looked around: "What a magnificent hall, but it doesn't seem like an arena for martial arts competition."

  The grand hall is resplendent with gold and jade, spotless and unblemished, enveloped in a soft, gentle glow. The four walls of the grand hall are adorned with vivid and lifelike carvings.

  His gaze was immediately drawn to the center of the great hall.

  There was a wide and luxurious throne there, on which sat a tall and majestic man.

  He looked closely again and used his spiritual sense to feel it once more, but Zhang Shan still couldn't be certain whether it was a statue or a corpse that had sat there for so long.

  It is said that some martial saints who have advanced to the rank of martial venerable but have no hope of ascending, after their physical body has passed away, their corpse will be as hard as gold and stone, still maintaining the appearance they had when they were alive, without decaying.

  "This must be King Mu."

  Zhang Shan thought for a moment, took a few steps forward, and respectfully bowed to the person on the seat.

  As he stood up straight, a majestic and magnetic voice suddenly rang out in the great hall.

  "Welcome, sir, to the end of the Organ Trail. Now, if you agree to inherit my legacy and spread the art of puppeteering far and wide, all the treasures here will be yours."

  "Who are you? Where are you? Can we meet face-to-face?"

  Zhang Shan turned around vigilantly, wanting to find the source of the sound, but he didn't gain anything.

  "No need to look anymore, you can't see me, I am the King of Indifference, also known as the person in front of you now. When I left, I left behind a wisp of residual soul. My existence is just for waiting for the appearance of the successor."

  The sound continued to reverberate in the great hall.

  "Inheritance?"

  "Then what conditions do I need to accept the inheritance?" Zhang Shan asked after a moment of contemplation. "What do I need to do for this?"

  "As long as you agree to two conditions, it's fine." The voice said calmly.

  "What kind of condition?"

  "One of them is that you must swear with your divine soul to promote the way of mechanical puppets, let my legacy continue, and use it for justice."

  Zhang Shan raised an eyebrow, he himself was not a cultivator of the demonic path, so this condition he could naturally fulfill.

  "Secondly, promise me you will get rid of an enemy for me in the future." The voice continued.

  Zhang Shan's heart skipped a beat. Rumor had it that the late King Mo was already a powerful warrior in the Wu Sheng realm, and his enemies were not ordinary weaklings.

  He then hesitated for a moment and said: "Can I ask who that person is?"

  "This person's name is Ji Fei You, a master of mechanical puppets from the Tianji Gate. He is a sinister and cunning little man who often does evil behind people's backs, but always wears the cloak of a reputable family."

  Zhang Shan furrowed his brow, according to the records of Wang Mo's life, he rose to power over a thousand years ago. If that enemy he spoke of was still alive, he should also be over a thousand years old.

  "Are you sure he's still alive? After all, it's been over a thousand years since your time." He couldn't help but ask.

  "My lingering soul can exist for over a thousand years, if he hadn't been killed by someone, he would still be alive in this world. Now, he's probably become a big shot within the Tianji Gate." Mo Wang said with certainty.

  Zhang Shan quickly recalled the Dazhongtongzhi he had read and searched for records related to Tianji Gate.

  However, there is no record of a person with this name above.

  He furrowed his brow, thinking of all possibilities.

  Either this person died a long time ago and the latest gazetteer did not record it, or this person later changed his name and was not recorded in the gazetteer either.

  However, according to what Wang said, he should not have been able to take revenge before his death, so this person was extraordinary at that time. Such a person should not die so easily.

  Then there is only one possibility, that is, this person has changed his name and surname, and may be a senior hidden in the Tianji Gate.

  That kind of person is at least a Martial Saint or above, and if it's not good to be a certain Wu Zun in the Tianji Gate, isn't going to provoke that kind of person courting death?

  Although the treasure is tempting, one must have a life to use it, and besides, it's unknown whether the treasure in the king's mouth is worth this price.

  "I'd like to ask, what kind of treasures are you talking about?" Zhang Shan asked cautiously.

  "Most of the treasures have been consumed, except for my own Daoist artifacts, there are also 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones, 1,000 top-grade elixirs, over a hundred demon crystals, including those from upper-stage Demon Kings, one large-scale top-grade spirit boat, one gourd of Divine Wine of Life and Death, and a Five Elements Washing Marrow Pool."

  Zhang Shan's mouth was watering so much that he almost drooled, although he didn't know what the "Drunken Life and Death" and "Five Elements Washing Marrow Pool" were for, but the things in front of him had already made his eyes shine like gold.

  "Those who are bold will die from exhaustion, while those who are timid will starve to death. Even if that Ji Fei You is a martial arts master, as long as he doesn't go find him to fight to the death right now, he's finished."

  Thinking of this, he asked: "I now have only the strength of the Spiritual Martial Realm, the enemy you mentioned is probably extremely powerful, it's possible that he is already a Martial Emperor, how can I defeat him?"

  "Of course it's not asking you to go deal with him now, just as long as you agree that after reaching the same level as him, you'll avenge me, that's all."

  Zhang Shan nodded, and it was roughly the same as his guess in mind.

  If you can't reach your opponent's level, going to find him recklessly is probably looking for death. But if your strength has reached that point and there's a divine oath involved, he certainly won't be able to go back on his word either.

  Making an oath with one's divine soul is the most serious vow a martial artist can make. If this vow is broken, it will leave behind future troubles in one's martial heart, and when facing tribulations in the future, one will be counter-attacked, resulting in death and destruction of one's Dao.

  "Alright, I promise."

  At this time Zhangshan made a solemn oath with his own divine soul, and when his strength reached the point where he could match his opponent, he would necessarily remove this person for Wang Mo.

  After obtaining his oath, the remnant soul of the Mohist king let out a pleasant laugh, and then a brilliant light filled the great hall, and a piece of information was transmitted into his mind.

  Most of it is about Mo Wang's legacy and experience regarding the way of machinery, and the rest is some introduction to treasures.

  "Alright, now I'll send you into the secret chamber. You can take all the other treasures with you, but the Soul Washing Pool is the only thing that cannot be taken away. You can refine those soul washing liquids inside it. After refining them, the formation inside will automatically transport you out, and this place will also self-destruct."

  "What about you?" Zhang Shan couldn't help but ask.

  "I'm just a wisp of residual soul, now that I've fulfilled my last wish, I'll naturally disperse automatically. Alright, young one, looking forward to your future performance, farewell!" The remnant soul of the Mo Wang said with a relieved smile.

  With a soft whoosh, Zhang Shan suddenly found himself appearing in another place, while the grand hall was no longer visible, and the King of Miao's laughter also disappeared along with it.

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