262: Top-tier Nascent Soul Magic Artifact

"Wow..."

Amidst the chorus of 'wows,' the floor beneath their feet slowly rose until it completely merged with the ceiling above at a certain moment.

Xiao Chen looked down at his feet. The entire second floor of the Treasure Pavilion was as smooth as a black mirror.

It was paved with millions of meticulously carved pieces of jadeite, reflecting the dazzling radiance from above.

And the twinkling stars above were actually Magical Artifacts enveloped in the light of Restrictions.

"Heavens!"

A trembling exclamation came from the crowd: "So many Magical Artifacts! This trip was truly worthwhile!"

However, after everyone showed a dazed expression, no one dared to fly forward and snatch those artifacts.

All eyes turned to Xiao Chen, as if waiting for him to speak.

Xiao Chen released his Nascent Soul-level Divine Sense, piercing through the layers of artifacts wrapped in Restriction light, and surprisingly found only a dozen or so Nascent Soul-level artifacts.

The rest of the artifacts were all Golden Core level, numbering in the thousands.

But there wasn't a single Soul Transformation-level artifact!

He couldn't help but feel full of doubt. Why were the artifacts of an ancient Sect, a super Sect with over a dozen Soul Transformation Stage experts, so shabby?

Could it really be that they were all plundered by Cultivators from other cultivation planets during the great war back then?

Xiao Chen's gaze swept over the only dozen or so Nascent Soul-level artifacts one by one, finally settling on two long swords among them.

With a flick of his palm, he drew them before him. Gently brushing his hand over them, the remaining Restriction power on them instantly shattered.

Having endured endless years, the sword blades still gleamed with a cold light, engraved with clear Dao patterns. At the hilts, the names of the two swords were revealed:

Frost Condensation Sword, Clear Breeze Sword!

Xiao Chen turned around and pushed the two swords toward the two girls, saying softly, "Ninger, Qinger, these two swords are both Nascent Soul top-grade Magical Artifacts. Their names happen to contain your names, making them perfect for you."

Nascent Soul top-grade Magical Artifacts!

These simple six words conveyed the immense value of these two artifacts. Even Peak experts at the Nascent Soul Stage Perfection would desperately fight for them.

All the Sect Disciples present involuntarily leaned forward, craning their necks to stare intently at the two swords shimmering with silver light.

Their throats moved silently, with only heavy breathing sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet space.

Especially some female Cultivators, who showed expressions of extreme envy, then, upon seeing the two girls' stunningly beautiful faces, a hint of self-consciousness quietly flashed in their eyes.

After all, even in a super Sect, obtaining a Nascent Soul-level Magical Artifact required being an Elder who had made outstanding contributions to the Sect.

Moreover, these were two Nascent Soul top-grade Magical Artifacts!

"Brother..."

The two girls looked at Xiao Chen, ripples stirring in their icy eyes. They glanced at each other, somewhat at a loss.

"Silly girls, take them already." Xiao Chen looked at them and gently reminded, his eyes full of affection.

Bing Ninger and Bing Qinger then extended their jade-like hands, tightly grasping the heavy swords, and whispered, "Thank you, brother."

At this moment, the hundreds of Golden Core Cultivators on the scene were already rubbing their hands in anticipation, their eyes blazing with fervent light.

"Kid, go pick one." Xiao Chen glanced at Nangong Pan. Since he was a future brother-in-law, he had to take care of him.

"..."

Nangong Pan was slightly stunned, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the favor. The Nangong Family Disciples behind him immediately beamed with joy, tugging at his brocade robe from behind.

"I'll take that one."

Nangong Pan snapped back to reality and quickly pointed to a glimmering star near the left side.

Xiao Chen focused his palm and drew it into his hand, discovering it was a Nascent Soul Magical Artifact resembling a white jade purification vase.

The mouth was narrow, the body exquisitely white and clean, engraved with some Dao patterns. If he wasn't mistaken, this artifact should be related to Alchemy.

He immediately wiped away the Restriction power on it and, with a wave of his hand, sent it before Nangong Pan.

"Thank you."

Xiao Chen nodded slightly.

This scene once again drew envious looks from the surrounding members of other Sects.

The Nangong Family Disciples, however, were filled with relief, thinking no wonder the Young Master had wanted to get to know him earlier.

Xiao Chen did not claim all the Magical Artifacts for himself. Instead, he stored all dozen or so Nascent Soul artifacts into his System Space.

He left the other Golden Core-level artifacts untouched. After all, they were on the territory of the Eastern Continent, so he had to leave some opportunities for the local Sects.

Just then, a faintly rippling Restriction power at the top of the dark space caught Xiao Chen's attention.

"Qinger, Ninger, wait for me here."

"Mhm, mhm."

Xiao Chen soared into the air, passing through dozens of miles of dark space and skimming past beams of shining Restriction light.

Arriving at the very top of the space, he finally discovered upon nearing it that the source of the faint Restriction power was actually a mass of pitch-black, cloud-like substance.

Beneath the dazzling, star-like Restriction lights below, this mass of pitch-black substance appeared utterly inconspicuous in the darkness.

Moving closer, he noticed faint wisps of Devilish Qi seeping from it.

Xiao Chen's soul trembled violently. He focused his Divine Sense intently on the cloud-like mass but found he couldn't penetrate it at all.

Thus, he couldn't see what was hidden inside.

Then, he took a deep breath to calm his restless emotions and reached out a hand to gently touch the pitch-black cloud mass.

"Whoosh!"

An extremely powerful suction force instantly erupted, pulling Xiao Chen's figure into it, and the black cloud mass vanished along with him.

"..."

On the platform below, hundreds of Golden Core Cultivators from various Sects stared at this scene, utterly dumbfounded.

"He... disappeared?" Nangong Pan was so shocked he nearly bit his tongue.

"Brother!"

Bing Ninger and Bing Qinger instantly flew out, arriving at the spot where Xiao Chen had vanished, but found no trace at all.

Their beautiful faces were filled with panic.

Without Xiao Chen's intimidating presence, the Disciples from various Sects on the scene began to grow restless again.

"Charge!"

Someone shouted, and hundreds of people surged forward like hungry wolves, scrambling to snatch the artifacts floating in the air.

In the empty dark space, fierce clashes erupted, with blades and swords intertwining layer upon layer.

In an instant, screams rang out, turning the entire second-floor space into a living hell.

Meanwhile, Bing Qinger and Bing Ninger looked flustered and at a loss, forced to guard their spot and wait for Xiao Chen's return... After a dizzying spin, Xiao Chen steadied himself. What met his eyes was a vast, boundless dark space, pitch-black with no light at all.

It was a darkness so pure it restricted the five senses.

Even spiritual perception was no longer sensitive, and reactions were no longer sharp.

Such a bizarre space filled Xiao Chen with an inexplicable fear.

He then released his Divine Sense to probe, but the range he could detect was extremely limited, only one-tenth of what it was outside.

Just what kind of place was this?