Chapter 70 3 Treasures
Chapter 70 3 Treasures
This simple action seemed to be extremely taxing on the fortune teller; after her hand fell down, the illusory form became almost completely transparent.
However, she calmly replied, "If you can grant me one condition, I am willing to offer you a generous reward in exchange."
As she spoke, she raised her hand again and tapped it gently.
Three objects emitting a faint glow appeared out of thin air in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, she gave a gentle push, and the three orbs of light flew towards Shen Lang at the same time.
However, halfway through the flight, she seemed to remember something, changed the direction of her hand, and brought them back.
"Afraid I'll steal it?" Shen Lang chuckled.
"That's not very interesting of you. You don't even have the most basic trust, yet you want to do business with me?"
At that moment, the leftmost ball of light flew up.
The fortune teller said, "This item was refined from a illusory relic."
"After crushing it, it can shield you from heavenly secrets and block cause and effect, so that no one can detect your existence for three-quarters of an hour."
Shen Lang raised an eyebrow; it sounded like a good thing for disposing of a corpse.
However, he has always acted openly and honestly, and there is nothing he needs to hide.
Seeing Shen Lang's lack of interest, the fortune teller added, "You seem unaware of the true effects of this item."
"It doesn't help you hide your identity, but rather temporarily erases you from the karma of others."
"Even if you kill someone in the street, no one will notice for at least 45 minutes."
"Including the victims themselves."
Disappear from the karma of others?
Hearing her say that, Shen Lang became somewhat interested.
With a wave of his hand, the Fate Master sent out a second ball of light.
"This is a sword technique I obtained for you at great cost; its grade is unknown."
She paused, as if pondering, before adding, "According to your classification standards, it should be at least rank two or above."
Swordsmanship supernatural power?!
Shen Lang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instantly lost his composure.
Martial arts techniques, like martial artists, are divided into nine ranks.
The third rank serves as the dividing line, with techniques above the third rank being extremely rare, almost existing only in legends.
Even the all-encompassing Zhenwu Pavilion of the Embroidered Uniform Guard doesn't have anything of this caliber.
Shen Lang's original plan was to carry out a comprehensive upgrade after this "big project" was completed, replacing his main cultivation method from Jianghu martial arts with an entry-level cultivation method.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to using a knife and had no intention of switching to other weapons. Therefore, he made a special effort to inquire about the most powerful knife techniques available in Zhenwu Pavilion.
According to the information he obtained, the most powerful one was only a fragmented third-grade sword technique.
Furthermore, the contribution required for the exchange is almost astronomical, and the merit achieved from just one case is far from enough.
He used to regret it, thinking that imperfection was good, that he liked imperfection, but unfortunately he couldn't get it.
Unexpectedly, something even better has arrived!
A second-grade sword technique, truly worthy of being described as "rare in this world"!
Thinking of this, a burning light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and even the scarlet flame surrounding him became restless.
He doesn't have many hobbies and doesn't care much about money or other material possessions. His only obsession is with martial arts and the thrill of constantly becoming stronger.
This sword technique was incredibly accurate, hitting his vital point precisely.
Shen Lang walked slowly toward the Fate Master.
"That sounds very appealing; I can consider your terms."
"However... I need to inspect the goods first!"
Upon hearing this, the Fate Master did not hesitate to put away the technique, and then his illusory form flashed and appeared several meters away.
"What do you mean by this?" Shen Lang tilted his head and stopped in his tracks with some regret.
"Me, a dignified captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the emperor's personal guard, would I steal your things?"
The fortune teller remained silent, his illusory form flickering a few times, but he did not answer.
Seeing that his plan had been exposed, Shen Lang stopped pressing the matter, sheathed his longsword, and asked, "What is this technique called?"
"It is called 'Catching the Azure Dragon'," the fortune teller said calmly.
"Catch the Azure Dragon?" Shen Lang was taken aback. "Isn't it a sword technique? Why does the name sound so strange?"
The master of destiny said, "Extraordinary skills and supernatural abilities are not bound by specific moves; they take form as their foundation and intention as their name."
Shen Lang nodded slightly and asked, "Anything else?"
"I come from the countryside and have never seen the world. If you don't explain things clearly, I can't assess whether I should do business with you."
The fortune teller remained silent for a few moments before slowly speaking:
"This method is divided into nine levels. When it is mastered, one can capture the Nine Heavens True Dragon God in the void, sever the chains of cause and effect, and bind it to the sword."
"When the sword is drawn, the dragon's soul follows; when the sword falls, all things fall silent."
So domineering?
Shen Lang felt a surge of excitement upon hearing this. If what she said was true, then this cultivation technique was truly extraordinary.
At this moment, the fortune teller summoned the last ball of light.
"This is an exotic fruit. If consumed when breaking through to the third rank and condensing one's divine sense, it can cause one's divine sense to transform and evolve into a special domain."
"A rare fruit?" A glint of light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes. "I didn't expect you could even produce something like this."
He had seen records of this thing in ancient books. It was not a naturally growing fruit, but a special kind of energy.
After a martial artist breaks through to the third rank, they will create their own unique 'domain'.
The effects of the exotic fruit are similar to what the woman described. When consumed during a breakthrough, it can cause the domain to mutate and generate some special powers.
However, this is not without its costs.
For an ordinary martial artist to break through to the third rank is a natural and inevitable transformation.
Although there are dangers, they are still within a controllable range, and even if we fail, we will still have the opportunity to try again.
However, if one consumes the exotic fruit, that special energy will spread uncontrollably within the spiritual platform like wildfire.
The divine consciousness is repeatedly torn apart and reassembled; if one is not careful, one will die and perish.
This item is extremely rare and, though incredibly valuable, it is a double-edged sword.
Shen Lang pondered for a moment, then, without asking any further questions, slowly said, "I am very satisfied with these three items."
"Now you can tell me, what do you want?"
The fortune teller remained silent for a few moments, then raised his hand and gently pointed, and a string of moon-white stone beads tied with a red string appeared out of thin air in front of Shen Lang.
"Wear it on your body and do not remove it for a year."
"If you agree, all of these things will be yours."
With a wave of her hand, the three treasures appeared in mid-air, emitting a faint light that flickered like breathing, moving rhythmically up and down.
"What is this?" A crimson light suddenly flashed in Shen Lang's eyes as he cautiously examined the inconspicuous string of beads.
The fortune teller remained silent for a few breaths before saying, "A wisp of my origin."
"The luck you possess can help me heal."
Shen Lang chuckled, "You're quite frank; you dare to say something like this so openly?"
Upon hearing this, the fortune teller made a gesture other than raising his hand for the first time.
She shook her head, and the illusory image rippled slightly like water.
"I will not steal your fortune; such a consequence is not something I can bear."
"Those naturally scattered specks are enough for me."
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