I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 804 - 804 803. Treasure

Chapter 804: 803. Treasure! Chapter 804: 803. Treasure! “Outer Gods? Incarnations?”

Shia took a half-step back when she heard Lu Ban’s explanation, ready to flee, but Lu Ban spoke up just in time to stop the mage girl.

“She is our companion for now.”

Shia stood still, looking at Baobao with suspicion.

The beautiful girl in the witch costume revealed a radiant smile, warming the sailors’ hearts, some of whom nearly fell off the mast.

“We’re comrades in battle, kupo!”

“What does ‘kupo’ mean?”

Shia didn’t quite understand.

Lu Ban knew it must be another thing Baobao had picked up while surfing the internet, it seemed the human world’s internet held a tremendous allure for Baobao.

Perhaps in some unknown way, she had already created a virtual identity just like Qin Tiantian had, debuted on a livestream from the days of old, and attracted quite a few fans to donate money.

“Anyway, she won’t harm us in most cases, so you can rest assured,”

Lu Ban said.

It was impossible to fully trust an Outer God, especially one like Baobao, who enjoyed amusement.

She was now like a child watching two bugs fight, temporarily finding this side entertaining and thus cheering for Lu Ban and the others, but her mood could change at any moment, perhaps finding crushing Lu Ban even more amusing.

So far, Lu Ban felt he had indeed provided Baobao with quite a bit of fun, and if that could be considered an offering, he was indeed pleasing a deity.

“I didn’t expect you to be able to connect with such a being.”

Shia reflexively averted her eyes, not because of Baobao’s extraordinary charm, but because as the incarnation of an Outer God, she was almost on par with a true Ancient Overlord. Directly gazing at her might cause immediate loss of sanity, plunging into utter madness.

Although Baobao currently had a human appearance, Shia was very aware that this was merely a facade. Should Baobao wish, she could instantly manifest her true form, causing the heads of everyone on this ship to burst open.

“There are quite a few complicated reasons for it.”

Lu Ban didn’t explain too much, not divulging details about the Abandoned Capital’s Charlotte, The Dark One, or matters of the Splendid Realm, all knowledge that could potentially harm Shia, so he refrained from speaking rashly.

“Our mission this time is to witness the sprouting, but this is all sea here, where can the sprouting come from?”

Shia didn’t pursue further, instead focusing on the task at hand.

“Let’s ask the crew.”

Lu Ban said, and immediately went over to a sailor on a corner of the deck, who was scrubbing the deck.

This sailor wore coarse cloth clothing in the style of Harmony Island; his legs were very hairy, and he stood in wooden clogs on the gently swaying deck, scrubbing the somewhat moldy deck with strength.

“Hello, how long until we reach our destination?”

Lu Ban asked politely.

“Destination? Don’t know, whenever the captain feels like he’s dreaming, we’ll probably turn back.”

The sailor replied impatiently.

“The captain?”

Lu Ban glanced at the bridge.

Calling it a bridge was a bit generous; it was actually just a platform behind the main mast where the captain, dressed in dark clothing, stood at the helm, gazing at the distance.

Lu Ban climbed up the ladder to the helm.

“Mr. Lu Ban, good morning, the wind direction is good today, we should be able to reach our predetermined position.”

The captain said in a cheerful voice.

“Where are we heading now?”

Lu Ban asked directly.

“Hm? Haven’t I told you before? We are looking for the treasure left by the King of the Seven Seas. It is said he left it on a small island in the Windless Belt. If we can find this treasure, hey, we won’t need to sail for the rest of our lives.”

The captain said excitedly.

“More than the treasure, I think the environment and creatures of the Windless Belt are worth more attention.”

Next to the captain stood a man in a long robe, wearing glasses, who did not seem like a first mate but more like a scholar.

“Hey, Ah Xiang, stop mooning over your fish. Find the treasure, go home, get married, play chess and cards every day. How great would that be?”

the captain teased.

“I think the chances of us finding the treasure are even lower…”

muttered the man called Ah Xiang, pulling a face.

Seeing Lu Ban, he waved and greeted him.

Lu Ban, naturally, did not recognize who this was, but seeing his good rapport with the captain, he decided to chat with this Ah Xiang if he got the chance.

“How far are we from He Dao?”

Lu Ban inquired about their location, trying to figure out how far they were from the Windless Belt.

According to his knowledge, the Windless Belt of He Dao should refer to the Ashen Sea, where the Pure Fire was extinguished and without any wind, no ship that entered could ever leave.

“He Dao? What’s that?”

The captain didn’t quite understand.

“He Dao is… where the Great Shrine of He Dao is located.”

Lu Ban was taken aback, then added.

“What’s the Great Shrine of He Dao again, Ah Xiang? You know?”

The captain turned and asked his friend.

“I haven’t heard of it.”

Ah Xiang shook his head, took out a stitched-bound book from his chest, flipped through it briefly, and shook his head again.

“Not sure. The name sounds like some kind of structure? What does it look like?”

He asked Lu Ban in turn.

“Do you know about the Divine Sakura, Pure Fire, and the filth?”

Lu Ban tentatively guessed some things and confirmed.

“Is this from some legend or storybook?”

The captain glanced at Lu Ban.

“…It indeed is.”

Lu Ban responded and did not continue to inquire.

He had more or less figured it out.

Although this was the Island, it was not the He Dao he was familiar with.

There was no He Dao, no poetry festivals, no Great Shrine of He Dao, no Divine Sakura.

Not even Pure Fire and filth.

The sea was vast, but it was not the whole world; the continent lay across from the sea.

This was the ancient He Dao.

Lu Ban bid farewell to the captain, then asked several sailors to open up their minds for him to check their memories, finally confirming this fact.

At least in these sailors’ knowledge, there was no existence of filth here, so naturally, there was no need for Pure Fire, no Divine Sakura, therefore the Great Shrine of He Dao did not exist either, nor did the shrine maidens who controlled the Pure Fire.

The continent still existed, vast and broad, and now it was the Great Nautical Era; everyone longed for the sea, trying to find their own wealth in the boundless ocean.

This captain, named Zhang Zheng, was one of them.

These people usually acted as guards on the sea, defending passing merchant ships from pirates, sometimes undertaking exploration commissions. This sea voyage was half spent escorting a merchant ship, and the second half, now, was the captain heading to a location marked on a “Treasure Map” he had acquired, in search of the rumored treasure.

Having understood this, Lu Ban could roughly guess the objective of this mission; to witness the germination, it was to witness the germination of what.

They were to witness the germination of the Divine Sakura.

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