Chapter 149: Mountain and River Sword Intent, Fusion Fragments

“So that’s how it is… Sword Intent is like water, benefiting all things without contention, yet it can also transform into a surging force, endlessly flowing…”

Zhou Chen suddenly opened his eyes, pointed his fingers like a sword, and lightly swiped at the Void Realm.

A faint golden Sword Qi flashed and disappeared.

Up and down the great river, the torrent was instantly lost!

An unrivaled river of Sword Qi suddenly stretched across the sky!

Rip!

Bursts of fierce Sword Qi erupted in the air, leaving a bottomless gully on the stone wall of the cave.

Major Achievement Mountain River Sword Intent!

“Awesome!”

Zhou Chen couldn’t help but let out a low cry.

This complete Sword Emperor Dao Lineage not only elevated his understanding of the Dao of the Sword by several levels but also directly allowed him to comprehend the Mountain River Sword Intent and push it to Major Achievement.

Ordinary Sword Cultivators might never comprehend Sword Intent in their entire lives, but Zhou Chen comprehended it in a short time, truly worthy of a complete Sword Emperor Dao Lineage!

Now, a casual strike from him was far more powerful than before!

Zhou Chen was in a great mood and turned his attention to the next target.

“chaos bell fragment… Central Continent Myriad Treasure Tower.”

With a thought, Zhou Chen activated the Divine Concealment Art, and his entire aura began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

His figure grew a few inches taller, his face became sinister and cold, and his black hair turned blood-red.

Most importantly, he took out a bronze ghost mask and put it on his face, emanating a chilling and terrifying aura.

It was none other than Xue Wuhen’s appearance!

Zhou Chen chuckled, “Although Ye Chen’s alternate identity is gone, I still have Xue Wuhen.”

Since it’s a snatch, then make it thorough and snatch his identity too!

A month later, Central Continent Myriad Treasure Auction House.

This was the largest auction house in Central Continent, and its monthly large-scale auctions attracted countless powerful individuals.

Normally, various Holy Lands would send Elders or Disciples to participate in the auctions.

Various Families and even Loose Cultivators would flock there.

Zhou Chen’s status in the Taichu Holy Land was extraordinary, so no one would dare to send him for such a task.

The moment Xue Wuhen, his Incarnation, stepped into the auction house lobby, he immediately drew the attention of many people.

That bronze ghost mask and the killing intent emanating from him caused the surrounding Cultivators to unconsciously retreat.

“Xue Wuhen? Why is that Devil Head from Black Abyss Holy Land, who kills without batting an eye, here?”

“Shh! Keep your voice down, do you want to die?”

“I heard he slaughtered the entire Wang Family in a fit of rage, not even sparing infants…”

Zhou Chen ignored the whispers and walked directly towards the VIP area.

Although the auction house attendant was afraid, she still respectfully led him to a private booth.

“Esteemed guests, today’s second main auction item is an extraordinary treasure!”

The auctioneer on stage excitedly announced in a loud voice, “It might be a fragment of a legendary Emperor Weapon! Although it’s damaged, the Dao韵 on it is still clearly visible!”

A palm-sized metal fragment covered in verdigris was brought up.

Although it looked unremarkable, the entire auction hall fell silent the moment it appeared.

In the private booth, Zhou Chen’s eyes shone brightly; it had to be it.

However, the people at the auction house clearly didn’t recognize its true value, still thinking it was merely a fragment of an Emperor Weapon.

Little did they know that few people on the entire Heavenly Profound Continent had ever seen an Emperor Weapon, let alone an Immortal Artifact, so a misjudgment was perfectly normal.

“What’s the use of this fragment? It can’t even be used?”

“You don’t understand, do you? Maybe you’re the Holy Son, and you can collect all the fragments to restore the Emperor Weapon!”

“Hmph, do you take me for a three-year-old?”

The small Families and Loose Cultivators below the stage whispered amongst themselves, clearly disdainful of this fragment.

“Starting bid, ten thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones! Each increment must not be less than one thousand!”

The auctioneer’s voice echoed through the hall.

“Fifteen thousand!”

Someone immediately made a bid.

“Twenty thousand!”

“Twenty-five thousand!”

The price soared, breaking through fifty thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones in just a few minutes.

Although Loose Cultivators or small factions weren’t interested, for large Sects or Holy Lands, this amount of Spirit Stones was still affordable.

But Zhou Chen still didn’t make a move; he was waiting for the best moment.

“Sixty thousand!”

A young voice sounded, carrying a hint of laziness.

“It’s Chu Cangming from Taichu Holy Land!”

Someone exclaimed.

The auction hall instantly fell silent; clearly, no one dared to compete with the Taichu Holy Land.

Just as the auctioneer was about to strike the gavel, a sinister voice came from the VIP booth: “One hundred thousand.”

Just two simple words, yet they exploded like thunder in the auction hall!

Everyone looked at that booth in shock; anyone who could raise the bid by forty thousand in one go was definitely not an ordinary person!

A trace of surprise flashed across Chu Cangming’s face. Although he wasn’t afraid of “Xue Wuhen” in the booth, he was representing his Sect this time.

His previous bid was merely out of curiosity. As the former Saint of Taichu Holy Land, he was very steady. It was impossible for him to spend over a hundred thousand Spirit Stones to buy an Emperor Weapon fragment whose purpose was unknown, so he ultimately chose to remain silent.

“One hundred thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones, going once!”

“One hundred thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones, going twice!”

“One hundred thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones, going three times! Sold!”

Clang!

The auction hammer fell, and the mysterious fragment officially belonged to Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen didn’t wait for the auction to end. After paying the Spirit Stones, he quickly left the Myriad Treasure Auction House, found a deserted corner, and then took out the chaos bell fragment.

【Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully snatching the Holy Son Chu Cangming’s Opportunity, the Immortal Artifact chaos bell fragment, triggering a ten-thousand-fold return!】

【Congratulations to the Host, you have obtained a chaos bell fragment (Large)! Would you like to claim it immediately?】

“Claim.”

As soon as he spoke, the fragment in Zhou Chen’s hand instantly disappeared, replaced by a bronze fragment the size of a millstone, with an even more ancient aura!

The Dao patterns inscribed on it were more than ten times more complex!

Om—!

The two fragments seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force, instantly adhering to each other and emitting a gentle glow.

When the light dissipated, the two fragments had perfectly fused, and their size seemed to have grown a bit larger.

Zhou Chen could even feel that although it was still incomplete, the pressure emanating from this fragment was slightly stronger than before.

“Not bad, but I wonder when I’ll be able to collect them all. Only this small fragment for a ten-thousand-fold return?”

Zhou Chen couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed; he had thought he would get a complete Immortal Artifact in return.

However, what he didn’t know was that Immortal Artifacts were not ordinary Spiritual Artifacts; even an Imperial Rank Top-Grade Emperor Weapon couldn’t damage an Immortal Artifact in the slightest.

Even an Immortal Artifact the size of a fingernail contained energy and Law power far exceeding that of an Emperor Weapon.

“Never mind, next one!”

Zhou Chen simply threw the fragment into the System space and stopped studying it.

Black Abyss Antique Street.

An inconspicuous stall in a corner.

Zhou Chen swaggered up to an old man who was dozing off.

On the stall were several broken pottery jars, rusty Spiritual Artifacts, and a pile of stones of various sizes, round like fossils.

His gaze fell on a stone with light patterns mixed among the other stones; according to the Opportunity panel, this was the ancient beast egg.

“Old man, how much for this pile of junk? I think it’s quite unique, I want to buy it to prop up a table leg.”

The old stall owner lifted his eyelids and said weakly, “These are all mountain rocks, worthless. One hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, take them all.”

“Deal!”