The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 640 - 639: A Minor Artifact Refining Sect......

Chapter 640: Chapter 639: A Minor Artifact Refining Sect......

The squabbling among the few seemed to already be a part of daily life, and the other disciples seemed not to find it odd anymore, refraining from interjecting, but rather very curious.

An authentic relic from the Ancestral Master?

Is this true?

It should be mentioned that Ou Zhizi is hailed as the forefather of Artifact Refining, and virtually all Artifact Refiners throughout the Sect refer to him as the Ancestral Master.

Whether it’s the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect or other Artifact Refining Sects, it is the same.

Just like those from the Medicine Pavilion who revere the Medicine Emperor, the principle is the same.

Therefore, Artifact Refiners also hold Ou Zhizi in high regard and respect.

So, how could they not be excited to hear that the Ancestral Master’s authentic relic had appeared in the world?

However, the last time an authentic relic of the Ancestral Master appeared was twenty thousand years ago, when an ancient relic was unearthed, and even then, it was only a mundane object casually used by the Ancestral Master that was nearly decayed.

But even so, that mundane object was auctioned off by the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect for a high price and ultimately brought back to the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect.

It’s worth mentioning that the item last time was also acquired by Elder Pang through auction.

Although that incident left the higher-ups of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect quite speechless, since the object was already decayed and valueless, even if it was left by the Ancestral Master Ou Zhizi, Elder Pang purchased it for a high price nonetheless.

Fortunately, the Sect Master of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect also greatly revered the Ancestral Master, so he pushed aside all objections and spared Elder Pang from punishment.

It is for this reason that Elder Pang’s pursuit for the authentic relics of Ou Zhizi became even more astonishing, bordering on fanaticism.

Here.

The recent event is a vivid example.

The authenticity of the Ancestral Master’s relic was still unknown, yet Elder Pang made a direct move, attempting to snatch it.

Although the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect has significant influence and wealth, it still values its reputation.

In all honesty, us disciples found Elder Pang’s actions rather hard to accept.

But since Elder Pang is an Elder, we dare not say much.

I’m afraid only Chang Zuhua, Brother Chang, would dare to speak out.

Why?

Because Chang Zuhua, Brother Chang, is one of the five Saint Heirs of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, and he may have the opportunity to become the Sect Master of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect in the future.

With such a status, naturally, he would not be too afraid of Elder Pang.

Boom!

As everyone reflected and discussed, a sudden explosion sounded from afar.

Following that, under everyone’s astonished gazes, the very powerful Elder Pang in their eyes was sent flying over and nearly smashed onto the Mechanical Divine Phoenix.

"Elder Pang?!"

Everyone abruptly stood up from the back of the Mechanical Divine Phoenix, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Elder Pang was one of the eighteen Great Elders of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, with strength beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Such a person was actually dealt a blow?

Moreover, does the assailant not know they are from the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, to dare to take action!?

Whoosh!

As everyone was in shock, a sword light streaked across the sky, cutting through the Void for ten thousand miles!

That slash baffled everyone!

A fear beyond description rose within!

"Not good!"

The blasted Elder Pang also drastically changed his complexion, hastily summoning his various Defensive Spiritual Artifacts.

Humming sounds resonated————

Almost instantly, more than a dozen Defensive Spiritual Artifacts were thrown out as if they were free, instantly forming more than a dozen visibly Divine Light Shields, securely protecting him within.

Each layer of Divine Light Shield was at least a hundred meters thick!

Hiss!

However, that slash was invincible, and with one strike, it pierced through those dozen Divine Light Shields!

Earth-shaking and heaven-shattering!

"It’s over!" Elder Pang turned pale and cried out in his heart.

Whoosh!

That sword, however, ultimately did not fall, but stopped at the center of his forehead.

Elder Pang froze in place, not daring to move, his eyes fixated on the divine sword surrounded by divine light, his throat bobbed, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Ning Zongtang tugged slightly at his worn cloak with his left hand, looking indifferently at Elder Pang, and spoke slowly, "You’re an Elder of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, is it really necessary for you to shamelessly try and snatch another’s possessions?"

The entire scene was one of astonishment.

"My heavens, Elder Pang of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect is actually being held at sword point?!"

"Who is this guy?! Does he have a death wish?!"

At that moment, countless cultivators were shocked.

Not many people recognized Ning Zongtang and Zhou Youwei among the group, and even if they did, no one cared.

So when Ning Zongtang subdued Elder Pang, everyone was astounded.

After all, Elder Pang was a bona fide Elder of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect, one of the eighteen Great Elders.

He was a well-known Artifact Refiner in East Desolate, with many people pleading for his services in artifact refining.

Such a figure naturally had an extremely fearsome network.

Similar to Alchemists, Artifact Refiners were beings one absolutely should not provoke.

Especially an Artifact Refiner from the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect.

Ning Zongtang’s actions truly made people’s eyes pop.

With Ning Zongtang’s sword pointed at him, Elder Pang said with a pale face, "What sword is this?"

He had brought out so many Defensive Spiritual Artifacts. Those artifacts, if thrown out at random, would be enough to cause a frenzied scramble, but now they were all destroyed by a single sword.

What did this prove?

The sword before him was of an extremely high grade!

Unbelievably high!

Ning Zongtang cast a side glance at Elder Pang, feeling somewhat surprised.

Being held at sword point, yet not asking about one’s own fate, but instead inquiring about the origin of the sword?

Is this the confidence of an Elder of the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect?

A faint trace of mockery curled on Ning Zongtang’s lips, and he replied unhurriedly, "This sword is named Divine Sun, forged by one of our Sect’s founders, Zhao Shenyang."

"Divine Sun Sword? Zhao Shenyang?" Elder Pang’s gaze sharpened as he stared intently at Ning Zongtang, and said gravely, "Are you from the Emperor Immortal Sect?"

"Indeed," Ning Zongtang replied, not without surprise.

"I see," Elder Pang seemed to relax, saying slowly, "This is all a misunderstanding. Just now, I was overly excited upon seeing the relic of the founding ancestor and lost my composure, causing you to be amused."

"Is that so?" Ning Zongtang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Elder Pang was taken aback for a moment, "Otherwise?"

You’re merely someone from the Emperor Immortal Sect. I’ve already said as much, can’t you understand?

Do you truly wish to be enemies with the Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect?

Elder Pang thought to himself in astonishment.

"Elder Pang!"

The people atop the Mechanical Divine Phoenix finally reacted and hastily shouted.

Boom!

But in the next moment.

The Mechanical Divine Phoenix suddenly trembled violently, as if it had been struck by a heavy object.

The people became unsteady, with some disciples almost falling off, their faces filled with terror.

"The Myriad Artifacts Saint Sect?"

"Is a mere Artifact Refining Sect now so bold?"

"If Ou Zhizi knew, would he recognize you, his disciples and descendants?"

Ye Xuan stepped onto the Mechanical Divine Phoenix, hands in his pockets, looking indifferently at Chang Zuhua and the others.

Zhou Youwei stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Xuan, her right hand already on the hilt of the Divine Sun Sword, a cold and forbidding murderous intent flickering in her ice-blue eyes.