“I’m finally back.”
Feng Xia looked up at the sky and sighed.
He had gone to the ancient street with Zhu Youniang this time to lead the exploration in advance and find out what kind of secrets were hidden on that long street.
If the place turned out to be too dangerous, he would abandon it despite his reluctance, or even relocate the Thousand Autumn Valley. He would wait until he became much stronger in the future before returning to that ancient street to continue the exploration.
As Feng Xia looked back now, he felt it was fortunate that although there were indeed many… mysteries on the ancient street, and even secrets from ancient times, he could at least confirm that there was no fatal threat.
The butcher knife could kill both pigs as well as humans. Fortunately, it had already been subdued by Feng Xia.
The thing was that he needed to work together with Zhu Youniang to completely fill up the butcher knife with energy before he could barely activate a trace of power from it. By now, it was basically impossible for the vicious aura to have the same type of power to crush someone to death like it used to.
“That ancient street is indeed a good place. Just that private school alone is already a priceless treasure. No wonder the first Sect Master retained it as the ultimate inheritance of the Thousand Autumn Valley.”
Perhaps the only problem was that no matter how much foresight the first Sect Master had, he probably did not expect that for 700 years, despite the huge size of the Thousand Autumn Bell, the juniors of the Thousand Autumn Valley never once checked on it at all…
It was such a huge bell!
Even a fool would want to take a look and touch it, right?
However… it did not happen.
The later generations of disciples of the Thousand Autumn Valley not only did not do any investigation, they even marked out a protected area so that people could only look at it from afar and not be able to play with it. At most, they would brag to everyone—look at how awesome the first Sect Master Master was!
“But at least it’s not too late.”
Feng Xia shook his head slightly as a smile appeared on his face.
Halfway back to the Thousand Autumn Valley, he had already came up with a rough plan for the use of this ancient street—
First of all, the parts that had not been explored were naturally marked as forbidden areas for the time being. The first section of the street, especially the private school and clothing store, featured as the most important part of Feng Xia’s plan!
“Now that the Thousand Autumn Valley’s greatest threat is no longer around, it’s the best time to develop and grow. The private school can completely be integrated with the sect’s library and be turned into a specialized school building where all subjects can be taught without discrimination… Hmm, let’s give it a name that would fit in a fantasy novel. How about an academy?”
“As for the name of the academy, if everything goes well, we can use the name of the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom and call it the Heavenly Pattern Academy. No matter what, it’s better than calling it the Thousand Autumn Academy.”
“And then there’s the lady boss’s clothing store. We already have the name Heavenly Pattern Academy. Why don’t we change it to Heavenly Robe Pavilion? It has a nice ring to it since heavenly robes are supposed to be seamless…”
Suddenly, Feng Xia raised his head and looked into the distance, a trace of seriousness showing on his face.
“What a powerful aura! Is someone refining treasures in the Thousand Autumn Valley?”
Swoosh—
Feng Xia held Zhu Youniang’s hand as they quickly appeared in front of the smithy door.
He fully released his perception and carefully scanned the land around him. After a while, Feng Xia’s expression suddenly changed drastically. “Oh no! Why isn’t the person in charge here? The treasure that he’s refining is about to go out of control!”
There was no difference between this current situation and a situation where a teammate suddenly went off to coax his girlfriend when everyone was in the middle of a team meeting?!
Not only that, the flames and the metal spiritual energy, which the creator triggered when refining the treasure, had completely turned into a pot of boiling porridge after the creator disappeared!
Rumble—
More than ten flames mixed with golden energy erupted, like a golden dragon fighting a fire dragon. With a loud bang, the smithy that was built of solid stone suddenly exploded.
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