Chapter 274 - 115: Harvesting a Great Treasure

Chapter 274: Chapter 115: Harvesting a Great Treasure

At the bottom of the valley, five shadowy figures reeking of dense, deathly energy were wandering aimlessly.

Upon closer inspection...

Three were gaunt Wolf Demon zombies with exposed fangs, one was a Leopard Demon zombie with sleek muscles that radiated explosive power, and the last one was... a bizarrely-moving Monkey Demon zombie with unnaturally long arms.

"Five zombies! And their auras... they’re at least high-level Fourth Grade!"

Zhou Tiankuo’s expression instantly turned grim. He kept his voice to a whisper,

"With this many of them, and this strong... a direct confrontation is too risky. We’re pulling back. We’ll find a way around, now!"

He made the most prudent decision without hesitation.

Just as the group was slowly backing away, preparing to silently withdraw from the dangerous area...

Lin Yi, who had been staring intently at the valley floor, locked his gaze onto the jerky movements of the Monkey Demon zombie. His brow furrowed, and an almost inaudible sound of surprise escaped his lips.

"Huh?" Lei Gang, retreating cautiously, noticed Lin Yi wasn’t moving and was instead staring down into the valley. Fury flared within him. "You brat!" he hissed. "What are you spacing out for? You got a death wish? Get moving! If you startle them and drag us down, I’ll be the first to throw you down there to feed the zombies!"

He already resented Lin Yi for being a last-minute addition to the team. Seeing him hold them back now pushed his dissatisfaction to its peak.

Lin Yi ignored Lei Gang’s rebuke, his eyes still fixed on the scene below.

He said in a low voice,

"Uncle Zhou, something’s not right! That Monkey Demon zombie... it looks like it’s wearing something around its neck!"

"What?!"

His words struck them like a clap of thunder.

The group, which had been about to retreat, froze in place.

Zhou Tiankuo, Liu Mei, Zhao Zhuo, Du Qi, and even the furious Lei Gang whipped their heads around, their eyes glinting with incredulous light.

"Where?" Zhou Tiankuo’s voice held a barely perceptible tremble.

The team dropped back down as fast as they could, hearts pounding, and all eyes focused on the Monkey Demon zombie wandering in the valley.

There, around the Monkey Demon zombie’s neck, beneath its thick, matted, and filthy black fur, there seemed to be... a ring-shaped object, faintly visible!

If not for Lin Yi’s incredible eyesight, it would have been impossible to spot. The object’s outline was only revealed for a fleeting moment when the zombie occasionally shook its head violently.

"Is... is it a Weapon? Or... an accessory?"

Du Qi’s voice cracked with excitement.

In an instant, everyone’s breathing grew ragged.

Their gazes were so intense they could have set fire to the air.

In this era, the forging techniques on Blue Star were still immature; the most they could accomplish was refining Tier Three Spiritual Weapons.

True Tier Four and above Spiritual Weapons and Magical Treasures could only be found in ancient, sealed ruins and tombs!

The unearthing of a single one was enough to cause a storm of bloodshed. They were truly rare and priceless treasures!

’Could it be...’

’...that we’ve actually stumbled upon one here, in the perilous third layer, by sheer luck?!’

’Could the thing hanging around that Monkey Demon zombie’s neck be an ancient Spiritual Weapon?!’

Du Qi’s gaze was locked on the barely visible ring-shaped object around the Monkey Demon zombie’s neck. He sighed.

"That pocket world tomb... as I thought, it wasn’t a Qi Cultivator’s Sect headquarters, but a training ground established by a Demon Race Great Power! Otherwise, how could this Monkey Demon possess a Spiritual Weapon?"

There was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Liu Mei glanced over at him and asked, "What’s wrong with that?"

Du Qi sighed.

"It means we won’t be able to unearth any Qi Cultivator legacies! Even if there is a legacy, it’ll be a Demon Race one, which we can’t use for our Cultivation."

Lei Gang’s nostrils flared, his heavy breaths forming white puffs in the air. The greed in his eyes was undisguised as he said coldly,

"Who gives a damn if it was a Qi Cultivator’s Sect or a Demon Race’s training ground? It’s not like we can’t use an ancient Spiritual Weapon from the Demon Race! As long as it’s something good, if it falls into my hands, it’s mine!"

He whipped his head around, his burning gaze piercing Zhou Tiankuo like a physical object.

"Boss Zhou! This is an ancient Spiritual Weapon! We don’t know its grade yet, but for it to appear in this godforsaken place, how could it be anything ordinary? This is worth a major risk! What do you think?"

Zhou Tiankuo’s heart was also racing.

An ancient Spiritual Weapon!

Even a Low-tier Tier Four one would be worth far more than the combined value of all the Crystal Cores they had painstakingly gathered from killing zombies on this trip!

Not to mention its immeasurable research value.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his heart, and looked around at the others.

Seeing that no one showed any intention of backing down,

He finally gave a heavy nod.

"Fortune favors the bold! We can risk it!"

"But..."

"There are five zombies, all at high-level Fourth Grade or above. A direct fight is too dangerous. We have to lure them away and take them out one by one!"

His sharp gaze swept over the group, finally landing on Du Qi.

"Du Qi, you’re the fastest in the group, with the most unpredictable Body Technique. You’ll be the one to pull aggro! Remember, just pull one. Lure it to our ambush point, and we’ll kill it together!"

Hearing this, Du Qi’s eyes narrowed instantly, a cunning glint flashing within them.

He gave a sinister chuckle.

"Heh heh... Boss Zhou, I can pull the zombie, sure. But this job is too dangerous. One wrong move and there’s no coming back! You can’t expect me to do it for free, can you? I want an extra ten percent of the final cut."

"You!" Lei Gang’s eyes went wide with fury. He was about to lash out but was stopped by Zhou Tiankuo raising a hand.

Zhou Tiankuo gave Du Qi a deep look. Time was short, leaving no room for haggling.

He gritted his teeth and said,

"Fine! As long as we successfully obtain the Spiritual Weapon, I’ll give you ten percent from the Zhou family’s share of the profits from this tomb! Everyone else’s share remains the same! If we fail, all bets are off! How about it?"