âWhat is it?â The monk stared at Feiyun with his bright eyes.
âA weapon.â Li Qiye glanced at him before revealing.
âI seeâ¦â The monk had expected this answer but was still shaken. This gigantic statue turned out to be a weapon?
âWhat kind is it?â He took a deep breath and asked with a solemn expression.
âThe level of this weapon depends on the user.â Li Qiye chuckled in response.
The monk was a top master so he immediately understood the grade of this statue. This answer exceeded his and the ancestorsâ expectation.
âYoung Master, may I ask how does one control it?â The monk took advantage of this rare opportunity and asked for guidance: âOur ancestors have tried everything, from dao methods to ancient arts, and still failed.â
They naturally knew that it wasnât a simple statue or a work of art. This must have been something incredible but they couldnât invoke anything out of it.
They had no choice but to give up, thinking that it might not be an actual treasure. This continued on in the long history of Wish Ward.
However, intuition told the monk that Li Qiye definitely knew the secrets behind this statue and even a method to control it.
There was no reason for this belief, only mere intuition. Others would find this illogical and ridiculous, not the monk.
âAncient arts? How old are these ancient arts?â Li Qiye asked.
âAt least from the Nine Worlds Epoch.â The monk contemplated and said: âA few were created by the great emperors.â
The previous epoch was so long ago. It became a part of legends now. Only a few arts and techniques have been passed down to the present.
Wish Ward had enough resources and a strong foundation, granting them access to these old arts and methods.
âNine Worlds?â Li Qiye shook his head in response: âThis statue appeared in an epoch way before that.â
âWay before? How old is it then?â The monk gasped and said.
The nine worlds were part of the past. In reality, the majority of cultivators had no idea about its existence.
âBeyond your imagination.â Li Qiye told the truth.
âI see. But I suppose thatâs not enough to trouble you, Young Master.â The monk calmed down and flattered.
âMonk, donât play games with me.â Li Qiye glanced at the monk and said.
âAmitabha, I do not dare to do so.â The monk placed his palms together in a dignified manner, trying to act wise but this didnât work due to his appearance.
âItâs true, I can control it.â Li Qiye smiled and moved on.
The monk was shaken after hearing the confirmation despite his prior intuition. Just imagine, the great Wish Ward couldnât understand this statue yet Li Qiye could do so in no time at all.
Perhaps Li Qiye was similar to an immortal. Regular people had no chance of gauging him.
âYoung Master? How do we do it?â The monk caught up and asked.
Li Qiye chuckled and didnât answer, continuing his stroll through the courtyard.
The monk was smart enough to drop the issue. If Li Qiye didnât wish to tell him, no need to pursue this for further humiliation.
âNot bad at all.â Li Qiye eventually commented: âThere are many hidden ace cards buried here, a treasury too.â
âJust a few things to take care of the thieves, haha.â The monk smiled.
âLet us see your metals now.â Li Qiye ordered.
âPlease follow me, Young Master.â The monk led the way.
Wish Ward had too many stores and buildings. It was no different from a labyrinth; people could easily get lost on the first visit.
He brought Li Qiye to a secret room inside a mansion. They then traveled through numerous portals and doors, each guarded by powerful cultivators.
Perhaps the entrances would take people to a different treasury. Thus, mighty ancestors kept an eye out.
The truth was that as the biggest store in West King, the foundation here exceeded virtually all powers. It wouldnât be an exaggeration to say that the treasury of Vajra was truly inferior in comparison.
The presence of wealth demanded vigilance. Outsiders werenât qualified to enter but the monk was a special exception.
Nonetheless, despite being the current chief manager, the monk alone couldnât make a decision on something so important.
He required the keys from several ancestors before entering the last treasury.
âOur best divine metals are in here, some belong to us while others are on consignment. Please take a look.â He said.
The lack of light in this particular storage was made up by the scintillating rays exuded from various metals.
Each ore had its own cabinet protected by seals. An intruder wouldnât be able to take them right away.
Li Qiye came to the closest one. It had a fire ore around the size of a fist yet wielded the intensity of a sun. The flames oozing from it could incinerate the firmaments. Fortunately, it was sealed inside.
âPurified solar onyx.â Li Qiye smiled and said. This was a rare divine metal reserved for supremes and dao lords.
âItâs on consignment from a sect. They want to trade it for longevity pills at the supreme level.â Untethered Monk said.
Supremes were extremely powerful since they stood at the apex of the Heavenly Sovereign realm. Once these beings were old, it became quite hard to replenish their vitality.
Moreover, they have used plenty of longevity pills before so this type of medicine became less effective.
Thus, a bottle of pills capable of prolonging their life was immensely expensive.
Li Qiye didnât say anything else. The monk could tell that he wasnât interested and introduced him to something else: âHow about this one? Our eighth-generation chief manager bought it from an ancient sect. It has been here for a long time.â
This particular ore looked like snow. They felt a chilling presence from it before getting close.