God of Slaughter

Chapter 975: Fu Wei

Translator: Sigma_ Editor: SSins

"Oh, I'm sorry. Currently, I have no intention to join any force."

Shi Yan shook his head and denied resolutely. However, he asked earnestly, "How did you know I was cultivating Space power Upanishad?"

Agate Star Area was a high-class star area. It had an explicit category for powers Upanishads. According to their description, they had hundreds of power Upanishads, which could outnumber the number of clans in Agate Star Area.

Space power Upanishads could be deemed a heavenly one. It was hard to obtain and cultivate. Warriors couldn't find any scripture or Inheritance Source related to this power Upanishad in big auction houses.

Warriors who could obtain Space power Upanishad all had it by lucky chance. There was no school that taught this power. Also, no precedent of taking this power from a Source of Power Upanishad Inheritance was recorded.

It was not easy to recognize the special powers Upanishads even when a higher-realm warrior tried to sense the lower-realm warrior.

"Oh, it was when your Soul Consciousness contacted our barrier. Haha, our barrier is a bit special. It can distinguish kinds of power." The middle-aged man explained, "That barrier can identify the nature of power in Soul Consciousness and the real realm of the warrior. Little brother, you're at Second Sky of Original God Realm, but you're still pretty young. Your innate endowment is rare and excellent, indeed."

Shi Yan was shaken as he had another level of understanding of Potion and Tool Pavilion's awesomeness.

"Brother, you may want to consider my offer a bit more. People with space power are rare. It's the same in Agate Star Area. Brother, warriors at your level are also extremely rare and precious." Pausing for a while, he continued, "Anyway, our Potion and Tool Pavilion has an Elder cultivating Space power Upanishad. He has reached Third Sky of Ethereal God Realm. Ah, our Potion and Tool Pavilion also has many books and scriptures about Space power Upanishad. We got them through our channels."

Shi Yan's eyes brightened.

. . . Space power Upanishad books were extremely rare and precious. It meant nothing to other warriors, but to warriors who cultivated space power, it was hard to describe how precious they were to them.

At least in Grace Mainland and Raging Flame Star Are, he had never seen any book about Space power Upanishad. Shi Yan knew the value of those books to him.

"How much do you want for them?" Hesitating for a while, his interest was aroused. He was a little excited.

Shaking his head with a smile, the middle-aged man with smallpox bumps looked at him deep in the eye and explained, "No, we don't sell them. No matter how much you pay, we won't sell them. If you didn't cultivate space power, I wouldn't babble about it. Of course, if you join us, little brother, we will let you assess them when you have a specific position."

Shi Yan was surprised and he frowned in silence.

"Well, you can consider a little more," the middle-aged was generous. He said seriously, "Our Potion and Tool Pavilion has strict rules in recruiting. It's not easy to join us anyway. Once you've entered Potion and Tool Pavilion, you are aloof to other forces in Agate Star Area. No other forces can threaten you. You can focus on your cultivation and you can use our materials and resources freely. To many warriors, joining Potion and Tool Pavilion is always a big dream. Brother, think about it. You don't need to make a rash decision immediately."

After he said that, he nodded and smiled at him before leaving. Shi Yan sat down quietly. Looking at the immense star sea, he kept silent.

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In the center of the battleship, the ring of the beautiful lady radiated strangely and unceasingly. Ancient and shattered books were lined up in front of her. She was holding one of them and reading it dedicatedly.

The old woman hunched, standing by her and looking at her with a loving countenance. She didn't disturb the young girl.

Chirp! Chirp!

A series of low chirping sounds came from a small octagonal formation on the left side of the young woman. That octagonal formation was made of unknown materials. However, it looked like a cattail leaf cushion. At this moment, it was emitting white light.

The woman dropped the book she was reading and frowned at the octagonal formation. A thought shot out, pouring into the eye of the formation.

Quickly, many books flew out of that formation. Those books were written in many languages. Apparently, they weren't from the same race. Her delicate fingers flickered and gathered some books.

The octagonal formation dimmed out, resuming its original state.

"Young Elder, all the books you've required to be sent from the headquarter are related to the Canon. Are you going to find it?" The old woman kept silent for a while. Seeing her master stop reading her books, she said softly, "The Canon has been lost for tens of thousands of years. There are many rumors about it. Records of the Canon are vague. There is no direction that leads to it. Many Elders of our pavilion have tried for many years. Young Elder, if you invest your effort into this, I'm afraid... you're doing things in vain."

The woman arranged her shattered books neatly. She sighed reluctantly. "Right, I have no clue. I've read thirty-two documents related to the Canon. Anyway, each of them is vague. They say that the Canon is mysterious, but none of them mention the mysteries of its or why it has gone missing. Aunt An, you've been in the Pavilion for thousands of year. Do you know anything related to the Canon?"

The old woman named Aunt An frowned, sinking in her memories. After a long time, she said softly, "Tens of thousands of years ago, our Pavilion Master appeared in Agate Star Area. With the Canon, he established Potion and Tool Pavilion, gathering alchemists and blacksmiths from Agate Star Area. He set up rules and made Potion and Tool Pavilion a neutral force that stayed aloof from other forces. After the first Pavilion Master established Potion and Tool Pavilion, he grew old and deceased after hundreds of years. His soul vanished. After his death, people started to fight each other for the Master position. The Canon went missing in that chaotic time. Rumor says that one of the Elders took risks and took it away. That Elder disappeared from that time. We have never figured out where he had gone."

"Although the second Pavilion Master won and claimed the throne in glory, he had used all his means and efforts to search for the Canon in vain. It has been dozens of thousands of years and we now have the Fourth Pavilion Master. Potion and Tool Pavilion has earned a special position in Agate Star Area. We have insiders in every corner of the star area, but we still have no clue of the Canon. Our pavilion has spent tens of thousands of year fruitlessly. I think Young Elder shouldn't waste your effort in this. There is no guarantee that you can find it if you invest more efforts. Everything depends on fortune."

Aunt An looked at the young woman gingerly. She had kindly advised her as she was afraid that the young woman would spend time in this hopeless matter.

She had watched this young lady grow. She knew her innate talents and competence. She was a candidate for the position of the Fifth Pavilion Master. If she focused, her party could reach the peak of glory through this young lady. They would have supreme power in the pavilion.

But if the girl had set her mind on something vague like the Canon, it could be a flame that burns down the hope of precursors in their party.

"The First Pavilion Master said in his will that the one who had the Canon would become the new Pavilion Master. If we found the Canon, it'd be much easier," said the young lady softly.

Aunt An shook her head miserably. "It's not that easy. If we could find it effortlessly, the Canon would have been found already."

The young woman kept quiet, sighing inwardly. She said nothing else. Looking at the shattered books, she suddenly felt bored.

"Young Elder, Feng An invited a junior onboard. Feng An said that he cultivates Space power Upanishad. His attainment is quite remarkable."

". . . A warrior with Space power Upanishad?" The woman's brow twitched. She seemed interested in the newcomer. " Uncle Duo asked us to pay attention to warriors who cultivate space power. If we meet someone like that, we must try to recruit him. Uncle Duo is at Third Sky of Ethereal God Realm and his attainment in Space power Upanishad is high. However, he can't cover all the small formations. He needs an assistant. Does that man... meet Uncle Duo's requirements?"

"According to Feng An, he's suitable for this position," Aunt An nodded, "but he said he wasn't interested."

The young woman was surprised, "Our offers aren't good enough? Did Feng An tell him we have books of Space power Upanishad and that we have Uncle Duo, a Third Sky of Ethereal God Realm warriors who cultivates space power?"

"He told him," Aunt An beamed a forced smile.

"I'm going to talk to him myself." The young woman stood up. Her hand drew a curve in the air and the books disappeared into the ring on her bright-skinned wrist. She got out of the center cabin of the battleship, sauntering towards Shi Yan.

In a remote corner of the battleship, Shi Yan was closing his eyes, concentrating on recovering his energy. Energy in the divine crystals he was holding was drawn gradually.

He suddenly retrieved the divine crystals and lifted his head to look.

A lady wearing a loose dress, which dragged along on the ground, and small accessories, was walking towards him as if she was a fairy gliding in the air.

His eyes suddenly sparkled with bright light as he observed the small accessories on her body. He was astounded, indeed.

Shi Yan was also a blacksmith. His level in forging things could save him from embarrassing himself. So he had some keen eyes in this aspect. The young lady wore dozens of small items such as jade hairpins, rings, some pieces of jade embroidered on the hem of her dress, and more. Each of them had hidden energy moving inside. Shi Yan was sure that they were fabricated exquisitely with complex formations and barriers.

Sensing for a while, Shi Yan was sure that the dozens of small accessories on her body were all secret treasures at Divine Grade!

This discovery frightened him. He became stern. He didn't know what status this wealthy woman held in Potion and Tool Pavilion, but the guards along her way had shown her respect as if she was the commander of this battleship.

Shi Yan became more cautious.

"I'm Fu Wei, the youngest among the twelve Elders of Potion and Tool Pavilion." The woman came agilely. She introduced herself tenderly. While she was walking, her accessories jingled like a murmuring stream in the mountain. Her eyes were as deep and blue as the ocean.

Shi Yan stood up quietly and nodded to her. "I am Shi Yan."

"On behalf of Potion and Tool Pavilion, I officially invite you to join us. As long as you nod your head, I'll arrange everything properly for you. I'll appoint you an assistant to a warrior who is at Third Sky of Ethereal God Realm and cultivates Space power Upanishad. You will be able to access all books and scriptures about space power. Lord Duo will also teach you the essence of Space power Upanishad. What do you think?" Fu Wei extended her olive branch to him. She was speaking softly but seriously to him. She was confident that Shi Yan wouldn't turn her down.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to join Potion and Tool Pavilion," said Shi Yan calmly, shaking his head.

Fu Wei was astonished.