ca-book Chapter 1071 The Arrogant Artifact Spirit
Chapter 1071 The Arrogant Artifact Spirit
Chapter 1071 The Arrogant Artifact Spirit
With great excitement, the Quasi-Saint slipped the storage ring onto his hand.
However, just as he was about to stand up, a red light flashed, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain. Then, his vision was obscured by countless blood mists.
"Uh--"
He let out a painful choking sound, and then collapsed uncontrollably.
It was only then that he realized that the other half of his head was actually opposite his eyeballs.
The Quasi-Saint struggled and convulsed in panic, only to discover with horror that Song Wanning's body was gone.
A figure stood coldly before him, the longsword in his hand still dripping blood.
At that moment, he suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes filled with regret and resentment.
He struggled desperately for a few moments, but his body could no longer withstand it, and he lost his life.
His soul fled from his sea of consciousness in a panic, only to be struck directly by a bolt of lightning.
Before losing consciousness, he only saw Song Wanning's cold and ruthless eyes.
Do not--
The quasi-saint felt nothing but endless resentment.
But he quickly lost consciousness completely.
"Tsk, sister, you're so smart. How did you know this person wouldn't be able to resist making a move?"
Shenyou Xuanhu blinked and looked at Song Wanning.
At this time, all the other little friends went to help their older sister find her things, and it stayed by her side.
Song Wanning's cold gaze regained a little warmth at this moment, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
“This person wanted to kill me anyway. I gave him the opportunity, so he naturally fell for it.”
She wouldn't make a move unless the quasi-saint monk killed her.
After all, in the current situation, having one more high-level cultivator means having one more unit of combat power.
Unfortunately, this person was too ambitious.
Song Wanning lowered her eyes, showing little sign of happiness.
She disposed of the quasi-saint cultivator's body simply, and as for the items in his storage ring, Song Wanning didn't even glance at them before casually putting them away.
She put away the array plate and glanced vaguely at the empty space.
It was just a casual glance, yet it startled the spirit lurking in the shadows.
"Damn it, who exactly is this woman? Why does even her gaze seem so sinister?"
The spirit was now both angry and afraid of Song Wanning, and felt increasingly uneasy. It no longer wanted to kill Song Wanning, but only wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.
No matter what it does, Song Wanning is determined to reach the highest level.
This made it even more panicked.
Other cultivators might not be able to see through the illusion, but they certainly couldn't hide it from Song Wanning.
If she finds out, then I'll have to become her servant.
No, it doesn't want to!
The spirit's eyes were fierce, and in the end, it could only secretly resolve to kill Song Wanning when she was preparing the contract.
"That bitch, don't even think about forming a contract with me!!"
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After overcoming numerous obstacles, Song Wanning finally reached the top floor.
The other cultivators had all left one after another, leaving only Song Wanning among the higher-ups.
She looked around at the empty space, her eyes slightly sharp.
The cleaner the surroundings are, the more abnormal it is.
Logically speaking, there should always be some things in a room.
Therefore, Song Wanning was almost immediately certain that an illusion existed here.
She twitched the corners of her mouth, a sinister smile flashing across her face.
The spirit only knows this one trick. Song Wanning's eyes darkened, and she began to think of a way to break the illusion.
"That woman found out! We're doomed!"
The spirit was completely panicked. The only way now was to attack Song Wanning at the last crucial moment.
Otherwise, you're doomed!
Sure enough, these illusions no longer posed any threat to Song Wanning.
In the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, the illusion was broken.
The surrounding scenery changed completely. The once bare room now contained neatly arranged memorial tablets, each inscribed with the name of a cultivator.
Below the memorial tablet, there was an altar with three incense sticks stuck in it, but the incense sticks had long since burned out, leaving only the bottom stick.
Song Wanning's gaze swept over the memorial tablets, her eyes serious.
She had heard of only one of them before.
Back in the fragments of time, this person was a prominent figure in the immortal realm, but unexpectedly, he also died before the great battle.
As for the others, she had never heard of them, but she imagined they were all powerful figures with illustrious reputations in the immortal or divine realms.
Finally, Song Wanning looked around and fixed her gaze on the altar.
The breakthrough point for refining this tower should be here.
Song Wanning glanced at the void with a subtle look before walking towards the altar.
Sure enough, there was a strange hub behind the altar, controlling everything in the entire tower.
She didn't hesitate. She instructed a few of the little ones to keep watch, and then took out several array plates to protect herself. Only after making preparations did she begin to refine the altar.
Once the refining is successful, this altar will be hers!
"Hiss, that bitch is really ruthless, she won't even spare this tower!"
As the spirit watched Song Wanning's actions step by step, its expression grew increasingly grim.
Although this tower is a divine artifact, its use is quite useless and it does not benefit Song Wanning's cultivation path.
But she still took advantage of every opportunity, even stealing from the tower, which shows how greedy she was.
It has seen far too many people like this.
"Hmph, let me see if you're destined to be recognized as a master!"
The spirit suddenly let out a sinister laugh, and vanished in a flash.
On the other side, Song Wanning was solemnly refining the tower. The surroundings were quiet and safe, and no one was disturbing her.
Therefore, her refining process was very fast, and the image of the tower gradually took shape in her sea of consciousness, with a vague connection appearing in the distance.
A sense of familiarity arose spontaneously.
Song Wanning frowned slightly, feeling something was off, but she didn't think much of it and continued refining.
Time passed slowly, and finally, three days later, Song Wanning's ritual reached the most crucial step.
If the final step succeeds, the tower will be hers.
Song Wanning's expression was extremely serious, because she hadn't forgotten that there was a spirit causing trouble behind the scenes, which would definitely come to ruin her plans at this crucial moment.
And she was right. At the crucial final moment, the spirit of the artifact suddenly appeared, and with it, the altar displayed a strong will to resist.
"Hmph, you really think you can claim this Tower of Heroes as your master? That's just wishful thinking!"
"If I don't want to, no one can refine it!!"
The spirit wasn't lying; apart from its original owner, this tower was the largest.
When it appeared, its owner was already gone, so it has always been the largest tower.
No one can shake his position.
"Hahaha--"
Thinking of this, the spirit laughed even more arrogantly.
Staring at Song Wanning's gloomy face, it felt even happier.
"What, you're angry now that you've realized I tricked you?"
"What can we do? The Tower of Heroes is mine, and no one can touch it!"
Thank you to "Yang Xiaoting", "Bai Xiaolu", "Happiness", "Farewell Letter", and "2025-9626" for the gifts! I was lazy and skipped a chapter yesterday, taking a break, hehe~~
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