328: Treasure delivered to your door! The Earth Immortal Artifact, Soul-Devouring Nail!

Looking at Su Chen's clear eyes, which were practically screaming “Hurry up and give me a reward,” the Eighteenth Ancestor was momentarily at a loss for words.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward for a moment.

In all his years, this was the first time he had encountered a Son of Destiny who was so unconventional and played outside the rules.

[Why are you silent again?]

Su Chen looked at the silent old man, feeling a little suspicious.

[No way? No way? The great Xuan Yuan Su Family, a massive Family with a Legacy spanning millions of years, can't even produce this small reward? Are they really that stingy?]

[I knew I shouldn't have wasted so much breath on him. It would have been easier to just rob him.]

Just as Su Chen's patience was about to run out and he was preparing to ask for it directly.

The Eighteenth Ancestor cleared his throat twice, breaking the awkward silence.

“Ahem... His Highness the Divine Son is right, absolutely right.”

He forced a genial smile and followed Su Chen's line of thought: “His Highness the Divine Son settled the internal conflict this time, promoting the Divine Might of our Su Family. Your contributions are immense, and you should certainly be heavily rewarded!”

[That's right! This old man is quite sensible.] Su Chen nodded in satisfaction.

The Eighteenth Ancestor continued, “It's just that... Your Highness the Divine Son, you may not know, but our lineage was exiled to this Xuan Yuan Continent, where resources are scarce. We truly... cannot produce anything worthy of your Dharma Eye.”

Su Chen's face instantly dropped.

[Damn it! After all that talk, he still doesn't want to give me anything! Is he trying to cry poverty to me?]

[I don't believe a word! You old geezer are rotten! The floor tiles of this Nine Heavens Palace are paved with void immortal gold, and you tell me you're poor? Who are you trying to fool!]

As if sensing the disbelief on Su Chen's face, the Eighteenth Ancestor quickly changed the subject.

“However!”

“His Highness the Divine Son is about to embark on a long journey, and as your elders, we naturally cannot let you leave empty-handed.”

“I hear that His Highness the Divine Son seems to have had some... unpleasantness with the Xuantian Immortal Sect?”

Upon hearing this, Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

[Oh? The news travels fast.]

“The Xuantian Immortal Sect is nothing more than an insignificant second-rate Sect in the Immortal Domain, relying on some backing to dare act so arrogantly in the Lower Realm.”

“However...” the Eighteenth Ancestor said with a solemn expression, “According to my investigation, among the envoys sent by the Xuantian Immortal Sect this time, there seems to be a rather tricky Earth Immortal Artifact called the ‘soul locking pagoda,’ which specializes in corrupting the Divine Soul and is quite malicious.”

“Although His Highness the Divine Son's Divine Might is unparalleled, you still need to be careful.”

[Earth Immortal Artifact? soul locking pagoda?]

Su Chen mentally noted this information.

[Sounds pretty powerful. But what does that have to do with me? I'm not fighting them myself.]

Just as Su Chen was complaining inwardly, the Eighteenth Ancestor flipped his wrist, and an ancient wooden box appeared in his hand.

He gently pushed the wooden box toward Su Chen.

“His Highness the Divine Son, inside here is a small trinket that I spent a hundred thousand years of effort refining.”

“It should be more than enough to deal with the Xuantian Immortal Sect's ‘soul locking pagoda’.”

Su Chen's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

[Oh wow! Giving out gear!]

[Alright, alright, this is more like it.]

He unceremoniously picked up the wooden box and opened it directly.

Inside the wooden box lay quietly a strange, black nail, about three inches long, which seemed capable of absorbing all light.

There were no powerful Qi fluctuations coming from the long nail; it looked completely ordinary.

But the moment Su Chen's gaze fell upon it, he felt his Divine Soul being pulled by an invisible force, as if it were about to be sucked inside!

At the tip of the long nail was carved an extremely tiny yet lifelike skull, whose hollow eye sockets seemed to burn with two clusters of ghostly green flames.

“This object is called the ‘soul devouring nail’.”

The Eighteenth Ancestor introduced it: “It is a disposable Earth Immortal Artifact, within which I have Sealed a Divine Soul attack.”

“This nail ignores Physical Body defense and specifically targets the Origin of the Divine Soul! Once deployed, it automatically locks onto the enemy's aura, fighting until death!”

“Although the ‘soul locking pagoda’ is powerful, its essence is still a Divine Soul-type Magic Treasure. And this ‘soul devouring nail’ is its nemesis!”

“His Highness the Divine Son only needs to deploy it when facing an enemy. It will instantly break through the soul locking pagoda's defense and severely wound its owner's Divine Soul!”

Su Chen held the nail, which looked wickedly formidable, and nodded in satisfaction.

[Not bad, not bad. Automatic Targeting, specializing in Divine Soul attacks.]

[This thing is insidious enough.]

[I like it! I can use it as a trump card, or even sacrifice it at a critical moment!]

He unceremoniously put the “soul devouring nail” into his Storage Ring, then looked up at the Eighteenth Ancestor, revealing that familiar, benevolent smile once more.

“Thank you, Old Ancestor, for your generosity.”

“And... is this the only one?”

The Eighteenth Ancestor: “...”

The corner of the Eighteenth Ancestor's mouth twitched violently again.

The entire Xuan Yuan Su Family only possessed this single soul devouring nail!

Yet to you, it's just “is this the only one”?

Do you think this is common cabbage?!

“Ahem...” The Eighteenth Ancestor felt his Dao Heart was about to become unstable. He quickly changed the subject. “His Highness the Divine Son, you don't need to worry too much about the Xuantian Immortal Sect matter. You only need to oversee things from the rear and strategize.”

“As for the tasks of charging into battle, just leave that to the juniors like Wu Chang and Xiaoxiao.”

“This will also be a good opportunity for them to perform well in front of you.”

Su Chen nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

[Exactly! How can I, the Divine Son, personally handle rough tasks like fighting?]

[That's right! Those newly acquired Bootlickers should be the ones doing it!]

With his goal achieved and the equipment in hand, Su Chen couldn't be bothered to dawdle with the old man any longer.

He stood up from the chair and stretched.

“Alright, since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now.”

“Lao Qi, let's go back.”

Having said that, he walked toward the exterior of the Great Hall, led by Su Qi, without looking back.

Watching Su Chen's departing, carefree silhouette, the Eighteenth Ancestor wore an expression of mixed amusement and exasperation.

He felt that his millions of years of life experience had been completely subverted today.