Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 670: The Function of the Town Dragon Tablet
"Interesting..."
Noticing some changes in the seven Dragon God Monuments, Ye Yun nodded slightly, a glint flashing in his eyes.
After understanding these causes and effects, Ye Yun became quite interested in Tianjige’s objective.
「A hundred thousand years ago.」
"Brother, I fished out the Depart Flame Mirror, and you fished out the Silver Dragon Sword. Why are they all treasures of Blood Spirit Tian?"
Just as Ye Yun was lost in thought, Little Seven’s voice suddenly rang in his ear.
Ye Yun glanced at Little Seven, gently rubbed her small head with his large hand, and said with a smile, "Hehe, that must be fate!"
Little Seven’s eyes lit up, and she nodded emphatically, saying, "Yes! I hope I can fish out that other Shooting Star Bow too!"
"I believe you will!" Ye Yun smiled.
With Ye Yun’s encouragement, Little Seven was full of confidence, holding her silver Deep well fishing rod and concentrating on fishing.
The atmosphere around the Deep Well of Ghastly Corpse fell silent once more. Apart from Ye Yun and Little Seven, no one else had made any catches yet.
"It’s hooked!" the Immortal Divine Silkworm suddenly roared, its voice filled with excitement.
The silver thread it had spat out was now pulled taut, clearly snagged on a treasure deep within the water.
"Elder, quickly pull it up and see what treasure it is!" the Ruyi Jade Spider chuckled.
"Alright!"
The Immortal Divine Silkworm yanked the silver thread. With a SPLASH, the silver line rapidly retracted, and at its end hung a black urn.
The black urn traced a graceful arc in mid-air before landing firmly on the well’s edge.
"Wow, what kind of treasure is this? It’s so peculiar..." the Ruyi Jade Spider said, curiously examining it.
Just then, the well water churned, revealing two characters: "Wine Urn."
"This..." The Immortal Divine Silkworm saw those two characters and nearly tumbled from mid-air.
The Immortal Divine Silkworm wanted to cry but had no tears, sorely tempted to hurl the urn back into the well.
"Nice catch..." Ye Yun glanced over, a note of admiration in his voice.
His gaze fell upon the black urn, a hint of nostalgia surfacing in the depths of his eyes.
Ye Yun reached out and took the black urn.
He opened it. It was empty. Not a single drop of wine remained.
Ye Yun murmured to himself, a look of desolation on his face. A sense of indescribable anticipation welled up in Ye Yun’s heart at this possibility.
Meanwhile, seeing the Immortal Divine Silkworm fish out a useless Heaven Level wine urn, one of the Great Sun Heaven disciples grinned and burst out laughing. "I was wondering what kind of treasure it was! Turns out it’s just a wine urn, and only Lower level of the heavenly grade at that. Completely useless! What a waste of anticipation!"
"Hahaha, it seems their luck has run out! The luck should be shifting to our side now!" another disciple from Great Sun Heaven guffawed.
"You two curs! What utter nonsense are you spouting?" the Immortal Divine Silkworm roared in fury. If its Master weren’t present, it would have slapped those two brats to death.
"Who said a wine urn is useless?" Ye Yun stated calmly. The black wine urn in his hand HUMMED, then soared into the air, transforming into a black streak of light that shot forward.
BANG!
The previously unrestrained Great Sun Heaven disciple, caught completely off-guard, was struck in the chest by the black wine urn. He screamed and was flung backward from the edge of the well.