Chapter 1682 - 1678: Encounter

Chapter 1682: Chapter 1678: Encounter

For these Spirit Venerables who kept approaching and then being blasted away, Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

These Spirit Venerables truly have the determination of not turning back until they hit South Mountain.

When I was knocked back twice, I retreated, thinking of finding another way, never being so stubborn.

This stubbornness is foolish but also a rare quality, as many times, without this quality, it’s difficult to achieve any success.

Among them were two Spirit Venerables from Biyuan Heaven, while the Spirit Venerables from the Heaven-Reaching Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect were watching the fun from the periphery.

They too were High Rank Spirit Venerables, but they didn’t join in, just watched the fun.

Obviously, they thought these people were quite foolish.

Most Spirit Venerables watching from the periphery did not think those High Rank Spirit Venerables were being foolish, they all believed success was at hand, just a matter of luck.

They thought, no matter how strong the giant tower was, the defensive power was limited, and that limited defensive power was quickly being consumed by so many High Rank Spirit Venerables, unable to last much longer.

Already a spent force, tottering, and would shatter at any moment when it reached its limit.

Some lucky person would encounter this moment, reach the giant tower, and be able to snatch it away.

They knew that refining a Divine Artifact or Spiritual Artifact takes time, but no need to hurry, take it slow.

The first step is to grab it.

As long as that lucky person got onto the giant tower, they could rely on the power of a top Spirit Venerable to move it, making it their own Divine Artifact and then slowly refining it.

They never thought that if it wasn’t refined, even a Spirit Venerable couldn’t move this giant tower.

Chu Zhiyuan stood with his hands behind his back on the mountain peak, and suddenly a figure appeared beside him.

He turned his head to look and lightly chuckled, "What a coincidence!"

This figure wore a Mystic Robe, with sharp shoulders and a slender neck, the wide Mystic Robe unable to conceal the graceful and elegant figure.

The skin was delicate and white, the eyes like icy stars, the face like White Jade, indifferent.

It was Song Wantao.

They had only sparred briefly once, yet it felt as if they were very familiar.

The source of this familiarity was secretly confronting each other for quite some time.

Song Wantao said, "Mr. Chu, aren’t you going to try?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Miss Song, how about you? Not going to try?"

"Tried, didn’t make it." Song Wantao replied.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, "Retreated after just one attempt? Didn’t give it your all?"

"Even with all my might, it’s useless." Song Wantao said coolly, "This Spiritual Artifact is not something we can shake."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at her.

Song Wantao’s beautiful face remained indifferent, looking deeply at him, "You understand this too, Mr. Chu, don’t you?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Can Miss Song see its origins?"

"Can’t see it." Song Wantao said, "Can’t look too clearly."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "You say it’s a Spiritual Artifact, not a Divine Artifact."

"Mr. Chu, do you think so too?"

"... That’s correct, this should be a Spiritual Artifact, not a Divine Artifact."

He could see this because of Taixu Tower; he had gained some memories of Taixu Tower, saw its form, and so he knew this giant tower before him wasn’t Taixu Tower.

Song Wantao must also have a knack for deducing Heavenly Mechanism, and such deducing couldn’t reveal Taixu Tower, nor see this giant tower clearly.

So how did Song Wantao determine it wasn’t a Divine Artifact, but only a Spiritual Artifact?

Song Wantao asked, "Mr. Chu, how did you figure it out?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Just guessing, how could a Divine Artifact be so easily tampered with?"

"A Divine Artifact is not to be infringed." Song Wantao said slowly, "Then Mr. Chu is just watching the fun, no intention to compete for it?"

"Just watching the fun." Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Song Wantao gave a light laugh.

She had always been cold as frost, yet at this laugh, it was as if sunlight had melted the snow, dazzling and radiant.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Why is Miss Song laughing?"

"Mr. Chu actually lies to people." Song Wantao shook her head.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Same goes for you."

Song Wantao snorted, "Mr. Chu, you don’t need to lie, if you really intend to compete, I won’t."

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Song Wantao said, "I’m sure I can’t compete with you, Mr. Chu."

Chu Zhiyuan looked her up and down.

Song Wantao said, "I’m just being honest, Mr. Chu, your current Realm is far beyond mine."

"But Miss Song, you have Miracle Techniques, you have Spiritual Artifacts, you might not lose to me."

"Even with Miracle Techniques and Spiritual Artifacts, I’m still no match for you."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Won’t you regret not trying it for yourself?"

Song Wantao said, "Then I wish you, Mr. Chu, every success. Goodbye."

"Please."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists in a salute.

Song Wantao gracefully disappeared, like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes suddenly became clear.

This Song Wantao indeed had a life-saving Spiritual Artifact, capable of timely escape.

If he really wanted to hold her, he’d have to find her Spiritual Artifact and crack it.

If he really wanted to do so, with the Twelve Stone Towers, he could do it now.

But that would create a huge commotion, revealing the existence of his Twelve Stone Towers, which is quite unnecessary.

Would Song Wantao really retreat like this, not get involved in this fun?

He didn’t entirely believe Song Wantao.

The Divine Eye revealed, the trajectory of Song Wantao was clearly presented.

The hazy mist originally obscuring her had dissipated under the Divine Eye.

They could no longer block his current Divine Eye, revealing everything clearly.

As seen by the Divine Eye, she drifted away like floating clouds, seemingly slow but actually incredibly fast.

A mile away, she stepped into a vague portal in the Void, disappearing from sight.

This scene was very much like the translocation method his clone always used.

He restrained the impulse and continued to activate the Divine Eye, peering through the portal.

Through the portal, he saw another side, which was a valley.

A valley covered in woods, blooming with flowers like brocade.

In the valley, there was a small house, a clear pond, and adorable little cats darting through the forest.

These little cats had different appearances, some were pure white, others pure black, and some had mixed colors, yellow and white.

As soon as Song Wantao appeared, several little cats emerged from the woods, leaping onto her.

Her cold face relaxed into a smile, extending her arms to catch them as they landed on her shoulders and arms, forming a line.

She lightly approached the clear pond, squatting down, and dipped her jade-like hand into the pond water.

The little cats immediately clung tightly to her shoulders, determined not to go into the water.

Song Wantao shook her head with a smile and gave a gentle flick.

The little cats suddenly flew up, heading towards the pond.

They tumbled in the air, seeming to ride the wind, and just before reaching the pond, they soared again, shooting out from the water.

The water surface only had a few gentle ripples.

Cat paws lightly touched the water surface, but with just a light touch, they completed airborne flight.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes returned to normal.

These little cats were not ordinary cats, but Exotic Beasts.

Song Wantao certainly knew how to enjoy herself, seemingly trusting Exotic Beasts more than humans.

He shook his head and looked towards the giant tower, from that direction came a sudden shout, "Succeeded!"

The Spirit Venerables watching the fun immediately widened their eyes.

They saw a chubby middle-aged man had placed his hand on the giant tower, looking surprised and puzzled.

As if doubting whether everything before him was real, wondering what had happened.

"Brother Zhao, you..." someone called out.

The chubby middle-aged man looked up, confused, at the speaking, slender middle-aged man.

The slender middle-aged man shot to his side, also extending his hand.

The next moment, he was violently rebounded, spitting out a Blood Arrow in mid-air.

He initially thought that the giant tower’s defensive power was finally exhausted, eagerly wanting to grab the giant tower.

Unexpectedly, the rebound force from the giant tower was stronger than before, instantly severely injuring him.

The chubby middle-aged man immediately realized and quickly tried to operate his energy, but was also blown back, spitting out a Blood Arrow in mid-air.