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Chapter 696 - 694: What Does a Greenhorn Like You Know About Magic Artifacts? (Please subscribe, asking for monthly votes!)

Chapter 696: Chapter 694: What Does a Greenhorn Like You Know About Magic Artifacts? (Please subscribe, asking for monthly votes!)

On the way, the villager gave a simple self-introduction. His surname was Zhang, named Zhang Ji, a native of Yangjiao Village, exceedingly sincere—he would say whatever was on his mind without hiding anything.

A group of people followed behind Little Zhang, winding their way forward. The village roads were not particularly good, but since Fang Huai De was quite advanced in years and couldn’t walk fast, they didn’t actually reach the village until around eleven in the morning.

"Woof woof woof—!!"

As soon as the group entered the village, the barking of dogs erupted, followed by the sight of roughly thirty or forty people coming out to meet them.

Actually, Wang Hao had originally wanted to see Fang Xiaoxue first, but there are customs specific to each place. With so many people arriving, according to village tradition, they had to be received and refreshed first. So, the entire village began to prepare a midday feast. Fortunately, it wasn’t too troublesome, with fish, shrimp, wild vegetables, mushrooms, various greens, as well as free-range chicken and cured pork, a piece as thick as a palm, oozing oil with every bite, genuinely delicious.

The villagers were just so hospitable that Wang Hao was somewhat embarrassed.

So, after lunch, Wang Hao quickly stood up and said, "Great-grandfather, well, time waits for no one, shall we go see Xiaoxue now?"

Thinking of Fang Huai De, who was now over a hundred years old, he surprisingly shrank back when push came to shove. After hesitating for quite some time, he finally clenched his teeth and said, "Alright, let’s go now!"

To be honest, old-timers like Fang Huai De, who had lived through the founding wars of the country, had seen much of the world. There had been occurrences when entire villages perished, and Fang Huai De would not have been able to establish such an extensive legacy for the Fang family if he hadn’t been bold and daring in the past. But as he aged, he became increasingly aware of the preciousness of life. Even though he was now on his way to save his most beloved great-granddaughter, Fang Huai De was visibly extremely anxious, his hand trembling as he clutched his walking stick.

"Great-grandfather, please be careful," Bai Yaning said, supporting Fang Huai De’s arm, and gently comforting him as they walked, "With Wang Hao here, Xiaoxue won’t have any problems, rest assured."

"Ah, that’s easy to say," Fang Huai De was obviously very worried, shaking his head and saying, "But who wouldn’t be worried? There must be several dozen members in the Fang family by her generation. Yet, this child has been close to me since she was little, like a warm little coat. If something were to happen to her, what would I, this old bag of bones, do..."

The more he talked, the more upset he grew, tears clearly appearing in his eyes. Bai Yaning hurriedly used the corner of her clothes to wipe his tears.

There’s a saying that affection skips a generation, but with Fang Huai De and Fang Xiaoxue being two generations apart, their closeness was magnified, no wonder he was so heartbroken.

While the group chatted, they arrived in front of a tightly sealed room, with the villager Little Zhang saying, "We’re here, it’s this place."

Since they had arrived at their destination, Wang Hao looked around.

This was a small courtyard, about one hundred square meters or so, with a three-section tile-roofed house at the very front. The windows were covered with something that made it impossible to see inside, and the entire yard was eerily quiet, but after casually inspecting the place, nothing out of the ordinary could be discerned.

"We’ve arrived... we’re here..." Now, it could only be Fang Huai De who gave the command. He tapped the ground with his walking stick, gathering his resolve, and then said, "Let’s go in and have a look. Everyone remember to speak softly and take care not to startle the girl."

The group followed him into the room.

Once inside, Wang Hao realized that the room was significantly different from the outside.

The room was exceptionally stuffy, with windows that were sealed with blankets, airtight, and even air conditioning was turned on inside, at over thirty degrees Celsius. On the kang in the farthest part of the room, a curtain hung low, filling the room with the smell of medicinal herbs.

On one side, a man and a woman, both in their forties, presumably Fang Xiaoxue’s parents, sat with faces full of concern.

"Grandpa, you’ve come." As expected, as soon as the man saw Fang Huai De enter, he quickly got up and said, "I’m really sorry to trouble you..."

"What’s there to be polite about," Fang Huai De shook his head, then sat down on the edge of the kang and said, "Xiaoxue, my dear, how do you feel today?"

The entire room was eerily silent, and it was a full half-minute before a very weak voice came from behind the curtains, "Is... is Great-grandfather here? I’m... okay, I just feel cold..."

Wang Hao listened from the side, frowning.

No wonder the room was so hot—it was already over thirty degrees and she still felt cold. This seemed like a serious problem.

"Don’t be afraid, my little dear," Fang Huai De softly comforted, "Your great-grandfather has summoned many capable people to treat you. When do you think you could let them see you?"

"Really... really?" Fang Xiaoxue’s low voice came from behind the curtains, "Then... I will get ready..."

Since she had agreed, the rest was easy.

Fang Huai De gave everyone a look, then said, "Good, then you get ready, little dear, and soon they will come to see you."

A soft "Mm" was heard from behind the curtains, and then Fang Huai De led Wang Hao and the others out of the room.

"You all saw it," Fang Huai De sighed and said, "The child was perfectly fine before she left home, but by the time she returned, it became like this, my poor little one... alas..."

People glanced at each other, all a bit unsure about what exactly was going on.

However, since they were there, naturally they couldn’t go back empty-handed, so everyone started to take out their own items.

Soon, a group of people, each with their good stuff, sat in a circle in the courtyard.

To speak of it, these people came from all walks of life, and the personal tools they used also varied greatly. After some looking around, they all let out exclamations of surprise—

"Wow, Master Lu, you even brought this? This is the Five-star Fortune Changing Bead, isn’t it? It’s said to possess miraculous effects that can overturn heaven and earth!"

"Come on, the Jade worn by nobles from the Han Dynasty that you have is the real treasure. It’s said to protect against all evil when worn!"

"All right, stop buttering me up, it’s the Shennong Ruler from Master Liu that’s really the treasure. Carved from pure jade and used with that set of silver needles, it can cure all diseases!"

With all sorts of personal tools laid out in a circle, just hearing the names was enough to baffle anyone.

Especially the praise they gave to one another, each had significant origins and mysterious backgrounds; if you didn’t know the truth, you might believe that these people could bring the dead back to life!

"Brother Hao, what do you think of these items?" Fang Wenbin leaned closerto Wang Hao and asked in a low voice, "You’re the professional here, can you give an appraisal?"

"They’re all just mediocre trinkets, they might not even count as antiques." Wang Hao said with a shrug and a smile.

To him, all these items were just junk. Not to mention anything else, if there really was something as powerful as they said, his luck dice would have already reacted, and he’d have had a big meal...

Seeing Wang Hao showing no interest in these items, Lin Shengyun sitting aside couldn’t help but snort coldly.

He had disliked Wang Hao for quite some time, his own disciple had fallen to Wang Hao in the past, and he was certainly going to settle this account. However, there was no rush; first, he would present his treasure, then bring up the matter later!

"It seems the young brother has high standards," Lin Shengyun reached into his chest, then pulled an ancient-looking bronze bell from his pocket!

This bronze bell was about the size of a palm, made of red copper. It was obviously extremely precious, the whole body of the bell was polished to a shiny gleam. Lin Shengyun held it and gave a gentle shake, emitting a deep and sonorous sound.

"I don’t know if the young brother recognizes my Magic Artifact," Lin Shengyun looked at Wang Hao with a hey hey cold laugh.

Look at this little greenhorn. Only someone truly from the inner circle would recognize the power of my Magic Artifact. At your level, you might not even recognize it even if you lived another ten years!

Before Wang Hao could speak, the others were already shocked!

"My God, Saint Yun Venerable has actually brought this Magic Artifact! It looks like he’s bent on winning this time!"

"Of course, with this item in hand, this affair is absolutely certain! No problem at all!"

"This is one of the treasured items from the bottom of Saint Yun Venerable’s box! My my, it’s incredible!"

The crowd was exclaiming in awe, but Wang Hao didn’t care at all.

The reason was simple: the artifact... well, Brother Dice had no reaction!

That definitely meant the item was no real treasure. If it were a true treasure, the luck dice would have been the first to react, and that meant he could have had another great feast!

"This bell, well..." Wang Hao pursed his lips and smiled, "I really don’t recognize it, does it have any special name?"

"Ha ha ha! I just knew you were somewhat ignorant," hearing Wang Hao admit he didn’t recognize it, Lin Shengyun suddenly felt very pleased, and said, "Since you’re here today, I might as well enlighten you. Listen carefully. The world has its own rules, with the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth producing and restraining each other. My Magic Artifact is born from the metal of nature, a Holy Item! I roamed the world for twenty years before I finally found this treasure in a place rarely visited by humans. Its name is the Donghuang Bell!"

Pfft—!!! When Wang Hao heard Lin Shengyun’s earnest talk, he initially thought it might be impressive, but upon hearing its name, he suddenly couldn’t hold back his laughter!

The Donghuang Bell?! What a joke! Such a small trinket and it dares to be called the Donghuang Bell?!

Seeing that Wang Hao not only wasn’t surprised to hear the name but actually laughed out loud, clearly showing disdain for his treasure, Lin Shengyun instantly felt a rush of anger surging to the top of his head.

This arrogant youngster, truly too insolent!

The Donghuang Bell itself has arrived, and he still dares to laugh, ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!

You little rascal, do you even know what a Magic Artifact is? Do you know what the five elements are?! If it wasn’t for the Great Elder being here, you wouldn’t even have the qualification to glance at the Donghuang Bell, yet you dare to speak so brazenly?

"Young man," Lin Shengyun looked at Wang Hao with cold eyes and said grimly, "It seems that just now you appeared to be very disdainful of my Magic Artifact. I wonder if you have any better insights?"