Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 160 - 160 159 The Request of Ten Thousand Treasure Tower

160: Chapter 159: The Request of Ten Thousand Treasure Tower 160: Chapter 159: The Request of Ten Thousand Treasure Tower “Appeared!” Inside room number five, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

“Rest assured, Young Master Feng, this item will definitely be ours!” Sword Pattern Youth said, clenching his fist.

Outside, people were talking animatedly, their words filled with excitement.

On the auction stage, the White Robed Elder pressed down his hand, quieting the whole hall.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this news comes from a map.

Whoever wins this map at auction will receive this information.”

“Moreover, I must tell you that this map is a fragmented one.”

The White Robed Elder said solemnly, “Actually, deep down, he did not have much confidence, as a fragmented map might not necessarily reveal anything.”

As expected, upon hearing it was a fragmented map, many people hissed, their enthusiasm dampened.

In the hall, ordinary martial artists were talking to each other, creating a noisy environment.

“An ancient map, starting bid at three hundred thousand Spirit Stones, let the auction begin!”

These martial artists hissed in unison, as it seemed to them that nobody would buy such a thing.

Lin Xuan shook his head and stood up, preparing to leave.

“Three hundred and fifty thousand!”

A voice erupted like a thunder shock, ringing in everyone’s ears.

“What?

Someone actually made a bid!”

The martial artists stood stunned in place, wondering if that map indeed contained some records.

Lin Xuan also abruptly turned around, looking towards room number five on the second floor.

He recognized that voice, it was Lin Feng’s.

“Could it be he came specifically for this map?” Lin Xuan wondered.

“Three hundred and sixty thousand,” a lazy voice rang out again.

The crowd was boiling; although they couldn’t afford it, they were thrilled to watch the excitement!

Indeed, after these two had made their bids, several other people started bidding as well.

These bidders were all VIPs from the second-floor rooms; to them, it was better to make a mistaken purchase than to miss out!

Lin Xuan shook his head, turned, and left.

These prices had long exceeded his capability, and even if he could obtain the treasure map, it might not necessarily remain in his possession.

After all, the temptation of a Spiritual Grade Treasure was too great, great enough to drive anyone mad.

Lin Xuan’s departure caught the attention of many.

A Dark-grade Intermediate Treasure, that too could make people’s hearts pound!

Inside room number five, Sword Pattern Youth stared at Lin Xuan’s departing figure, a sinister smile spreading across his lips.

“You can’t escape.

What I desire, no one can take away!”

Lin Xuan was aware of those covert glances.

He scoffed coldly in his heart and quickly made his way to the backstage.

His current strength could contend with a martial artist at the Late Stage of the Spirit Sea Third Level.

With the Autumn Trace Sword, even facing a martial artist at the Spirit Sea Fourth Level, he could fight.

Moreover, he also had Bronze Gloves and a yellowed talisman treasure, both of which were powerful enough to kill a martial artist at the Spirit Sea Fifth Heavenly Realm.

However, he would not use them recklessly unless absolutely necessary.

These objects would damage with each use; the Bronze Gloves already had a crack, which pained his heart.

Arriving backstage, Lin Xuan paid the Spirit Stones and received the Autumn Trace Sword.

“Hey, get that black sword sheath into your hands!” Lord of Wine transmitted his voice.

Lin Xuan glanced at the black sword sheath on the jade tray — it was very ordinary, nothing special.

But if it was something that intrigued Lord of Wine, he naturally wouldn’t pass it up.

“Could you gift me this sword sheath?” Lin Xuan asked casually.

“Yes.” The Ten Thousand Treasure Tower martial artist didn’t care about a sword sheath, and immediately gave it to Lin Xuan.

After securing the sword sheath, Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Nodding his head, Lin Xuan was ready to leave.

“Young friend, please wait!” An aged, robust voice called out.

Lin Xuan stopped in his tracks, his eyes wary.

He spoke in a deep voice, “What, is Ten Thousand Treasure Tower so reluctant to even give away a sword sheath?”

“Don’t misunderstand, young friend, I’d like to have a chat with you,” said the red-robed old man as he appeared, smiling.

“Rest assured, I am not here to demand any sword sheath, I merely want to have a talk!”

“Alright, about what?” Lin Xuan’s heart stirred.

He needed the backing of a powerful force to deter the mysterious green-haired man, and getting closer to Ten Thousand Treasure Tower would undoubtedly be the best.

“Young friend, this way please.” The red-robed man smiled, laughing.

Lin Xuan followed behind him, walking into a room filled with an ancient charm.

“I wonder if the young friend can remove his black robe?” the red-robed elder said, “I represent Ten Thousand Treasure Tower with a matter to discuss and have no ill intentions.”

“Alright!” Lin Xuan said in a deep voice, sweeping his hand and storing the black robe in the storage ring.

The red-robed elder looked at Lin Xuan, a look of astonishment appearing in his eyes.

He knew Lin Xuan was young, but he didn’t expect him to be this young.

He was clearly just a youth!

“I wonder what the elder seeks from this junior?” Lin Xuan politely inquired.

“Ha ha, truly, heroes are young!” the red-robed elder stroked his beard and said, “I would like to ask if the young friend is a Rune Master.”

After saying this, he looked at Lin Xuan with a face full of expectation.

“Mm.” Lin Xuan nodded, the old man’s gaze making him somewhat uncomfortable.

“Do you know about the Engraving Tower?”

Lin Xuan shook his head, “I have been practicing in the mountains with my master, and only recently started traveling.”

For his own safety, he once again made up a story involving the fictitious master.

“Oh?

I’m curious about who your master might be?” the red-robed elder asked, somewhat instinctively.

“My master keeps a very low profile,” Lin Xuan lied.

“I wonder what the elder actually wants with me?” he quickly changed the subject.

The red-robed elder didn’t think too much about it, as many masters prefer seclusion.

Then, he said slowly, “If possible, I would like to invite you to participate in a competition on behalf of Ten Thousand Treasure Tower.”

“The Engraving Tower is said to have been left by a Rune Grandmaster, located at the border between Xia Country and Ying Country.”

“Inside there are some unique engravings and the grandmaster’s insights, making it a holy land for Rune Masters.”

“However, due to its location, it cannot be claimed by any single country.”

“Therefore, every three years, Xia Country and Ying Country decide through a martial contest which side will enter.”

“Our Xia Country has lost twice consecutively, and we cannot afford another defeat!”

The red-robed elder’s face showed a hint of anger and helplessness.

“If it’s a contest, shouldn’t you seek someone else?” Lin Xuan was puzzled, “Wouldn’t the masters on the Hidden Dragon List be better?”

“You may not be aware, but although it is a contest, the participants must be Rune Masters.”

“The Hidden Dragon List has many talented individuals, but there are only a few Rune Masters.”

“And your Soul Power is the strongest I have seen, far surpassing your peers.”

Lin Xuan understood; indeed, his Soul Power was much stronger than that of an ordinary First-grade Rune Master, not to mention his peers.

“Rest assured, if you participate, benefits won’t be lacking for you!” The red-robed elder hurriedly said, seeing Lin Xuan remaining silent.

Inside, Lord of Wine communicated telepathically, “Little Xuanzi, if that Engraving Tower is real, you might as well take a look.”

Lin Xuan’s heart stirred, he pondered for a moment, then slowly asked, “When does the contest start?

I do not want to miss the grand event of the Wenxue Sect.”

“Don’t worry, young friend, this contest will take place after the grand assembly of the Wenxue Sect.”

“If I win the contest, I wonder if I could obtain the qualification to enter the Engraving Tower?” Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.

The red-robed elder paused, his expression suddenly grew serious.

A strong aura slowly emanated, making the entire room incredibly oppressive.

Inside Lin Xuan, his Spirit Sea trembled, emitting a roaring sound, as his Soul Power spread out, resisting the pressure.

His expression unchanged, he slowly extended his hand, moving it through the air.

An ancient engraving appeared in the air, emitting a strange glow.

“What is this?” the red-robed elder’s pupils constricted, shocked.