397: Chapter 397 Wholesale Earth Immortal Artifacts? Old Deng is wicked!

A second great gift?

Su Chen's eyes lit up instantly.

[There's more?]

[Not bad, Old Ancestor! Your breadth of mind is more than a level higher than that of the Seventh Elder, who only knows how to wag his tongue!]

Su Chen rubbed his hands together, looking at the Eighteenth Ancestor with a fawning expression.

His gaze was exactly like that of a lapdog waiting to be fed.

"Old Ancestor, you are truly too kind! Why prepare another great gift? I'm quite embarrassed!"

While saying polite words, his gaze was fixed deathly onto the Eighteenth Ancestor's sleeves, for fear that the other party would go back on his word.

The Eighteenth Ancestor was also amused by his impatient appearance.

He stopped keeping him in suspense.

A loud "Clang" was heard!

A box as tall as a person appeared, its entire body forged from an unknown black divine iron.

It was densely covered with ancient rune Restrictions, and several layers of golden rune Seals were wrapped tightly around it like Immortal Binding Ropes.

The Eighteenth Ancestor tossed this massive iron box in front of Su Chen as casually as throwing a common pebble.

When the box hit the ground, the entire hall of the Nine Heavens Palace shook violently!

A surge of pitch-black, ominous, and destructive Evil Qi shot up from the cracks of the box.

That Evil Qi was thick to the extreme, condensing into a claw-baring, cackling, hideous skull above the hall. A chilling aura instantly permeated the air, making one shudder!

"Holy crap!"

Su Chen was startled by this sudden change and instinctively took a few steps back.

Due to momentum, he even directly bumped into the Seventh Elder, Su Qi, behind him.

He looked warily at the massive and eerie iron box, then glanced at the Eighteenth Ancestor, who remained calm and composed.

"Old Ancestor, you... what kind of thing is inside this? Why is it like a Pandora's box? It couldn't be some ancient Vicious Beast or a sealed peerless Devil Head, could it?"

"Hahaha, something like that." The Eighteenth Ancestor stroked his beard and smiled, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes, then he pointed with two fingers.

"Open!"

The golden runes on the box instantly burst with brilliant light.

They turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the air.

"Creak—"

The heavy lid made a tooth-aching grinding sound and slowly opened automatically.

There was no roar of a Vicious Beast as imagined, nor was there any world-destroying energy fluctuation.

When Su Chen saw clearly what was inside the box.

His entire being froze once again.

Those eyes, which had just bulged round because of a million Immortal Stones, now protruded directly from their sockets as if they might fall out at any moment!

Within that massive iron box.

Densely and neatly arranged were rows of... long nails!

Each of those long nails was about three inches long, their entire bodies pitch-black like ink, as if they were the deepest night in the world.

They seemed capable of swallowing all light.

At the tip of each long nail, a lifelike tiny skull was carved.

Two clusters of ghostly green fire burned in the hollow eye sockets, emitting a soul-stirringly eerie aura.

They lay quietly in the box like that, but each one radiated the unique pressure of an earth immortal artifact, making the air in the entire hall stagnate slightly.

This thing...

Su Chen felt like his brain wasn't quite enough to process this.

Why did this thing look so familiar?

Isn't this... isn't this the one he took from the Eighteenth Ancestor last time, which was claimed to have cost the ancestor "one hundred thousand years of painstaking effort" to refine, a one-time earth immortal artifact of which not even a second could be found in the entire Su Family—the "soul devouring nail"?!

Su Chen's gaze swept back and forth across that box of "soul devouring nails," which he roughly estimated to be at least a hundred.

He could be one hundred percent certain!

Whether it was the aura or the design, it was exactly the same as the lone specimen he had previously treasured like a precious gem in his storage ring!

An indescribable sense of absurdity instantly overwhelmed him.

He raised his head stiffly, inch by inch.

He pointed at the full box of "soul devouring nails," then at the Eighteenth Ancestor beside him, who looked as calm as if he had just brought out a box of cabbages.

His voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"Old... Old Ancestor..."

"This... this thing..."

"Didn't you say last time... it cost you one hundred thousand years of painstaking effort?"

"Didn't you say... it was a unique, one-of-a-kind rare treasure?"

"How... how is this like wholesaling green onions?! It's fucking sold by the box?!"

Su Chen felt that his worldview had been repeatedly and crazily rubbed into the ground by this old fellow today!

First a million Immortal Stones, and now a box of earth immortal artifacts!

Is this a fucking Longevity Family?

This is clearly an arsenal!

Behind Su Chen, the Seventh Elder, Su Qi, was also dumbfounded by what he heard.

Previously, he had also felt gratified and proud that Su Chen possessed that unique "soul devouring nail." At this moment, he only felt his head buzzing, and the expressions on his face were extremely colorful.

Facing Su Chen's questioning, which was filled with shock, confusion, and a hint of feeling wronged after being deceived.

The Eighteenth Ancestor didn't show the slightest embarrassment on his face.

He even casually picked up a soul devouring nail from the box without changing his expression or missing a heartbeat, tossed it in his hand, then stroked his snow-white beard and smiled calmly:

"Oh, you mean this."

He coughed lightly, a hint of craftiness flashing in his eyes for a split second before returning to his kind appearance.

"Perhaps I'm getting old and my memory isn't so good. These one hundred thousand years have been quite leisurely for me, so my painstaking effort might have been just a little bit more."

"As I refined them, my hands got used to it, and I accidentally refined a little bit more."

"Here, take them all."

He casually threw the soul devouring nail back into the box, making a crisp clinking sound.

"When you get to the Immortal Realm, don't be stingy."

"If you don't like someone, just nail them! Nail them however you want! Nail them to death!"

Su Chen: "..."

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!]

Su Chen's heart was roaring wildly!

[Is there even a single fucking word of truth coming out of this old man's mouth?! He's truly a big liar!]

[I previously treated that broken nail as a treasure, as my ultimate trump card! After all that, this thing is just a mass-produced consumable! Damn, this old man is truly crafty!]