Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 718: Do You Think Divine Artifacts Are Cabbages?
God-level? A God-level Celestial Boat? Did I mishear?
When he heard the words "God-level," the Saint of Eight Extremes was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.
As one of the foremost God Realm powerhouses in the Fairy Pond World, he had never seen treasures above Emperor Level. However, he had once heard an artifact refiner mention that above the Emperor Level, there also existed the God Level and Emperor Level.
Treasures of these two levels were considered legendary existences throughout the entire Fairy Pond World. They had never appeared, nor had any artifact refiner ever successfully crafted one.
The Saint of Eight Extremes never imagined that the Celestial Boat Ye Yun had casually taken out as a means of transport would actually be God-level.
Such profound resources... truly terrifying.
For a moment, the Saint of Eight Extremes felt ashamed, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
Seeing the Saint of Eight Extremes standing dumbfounded in the void, Ye Yun waved his arm and said with a smile, "Come aboard."
"Alright!"
The Saint of Eight Extremes, as if jolted from a dream, stepped onto the Celestial Boat.
Once aboard the Celestial Boat, the Saint of Eight Extremes sensed the unique aura of the God-level Celestial Boat.
So powerful... Truly inconceivable... To think I’d encounter such a legendary Divine-level treasure...
After boarding the Celestial Boat, the Saint of Eight Extremes actually squatted down. With a fervent gaze, his hands continuously caressed the ancient patterns on the vessel’s surface, and he sporadically uttered cries of amazement.
"What, are there no God-level Celestial Boats in the Fairy Pond World?" Ye Yun asked with a curious laugh.
"Senior, in this humble world of ours, the highest-grade treasures our top artifact refiners can produce are merely Emperor Level. As for anything beyond that, there are none..." The Saint of Eight Extremes remained half-squatting, lovingly caressing the Celestial Boat, and said with a wry smile.
Good grief, the artifact refiners in your world are truly terrible! Ye Yun shook his head.
The artifact refining standard of the Fairy Pond World was indeed even lower than that of the Cangnan Continent. This was completely unexpected. They didn’t even have a single Emperor artifact; no wonder the three major forces all relied on physical combat and barely used weapons or magic treasures.
"Senior, in the outside world... are there many Divine Artifacts and Emperor artifacts?" The Saint of Eight Extremes stood up, rubbing his hands, and asked eagerly.
"Haha, are there that many?" Ye Yun laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"Saint of Eight Extremes, do you think Divine Artifacts grow on cabbages?" Big Black Cat taunted with a strange, sarcastic tone.
"I..." The Saint of Eight Extremes’s old face flushed red, and he was too embarrassed to utter a word.
Ye Yun looked at the Saint of Eight Extremes with slight anticipation and said, "In the future, I’ll take you to a place that will be your true stage..."
"Thank you for your magnanimity, Senior!" The Saint of Eight Extremes abruptly dropped to his knees, his voice filled with immense excitement as he exclaimed.
"Get up," Ye Yun said with a light wave of his hand.
The Saint of Eight Extremes rose, his face still crimson. One could only imagine how intensely thrilled this Grandmaster-level God Realm expert was at this moment.
Although the Celestial Boat had been upgraded to a God-level one, its flight speed hadn’t increased by much. The Golden Celestial Boat still flew leisurely towards Seven Star Mountain.
This inevitably left the Saint of Eight Extremes feeling rather frustrated. But he didn’t dare to ask, so he just stood quietly beside Ye Yun.
"You have a name, don’t you?" Ye Yun asked suddenly, looking at the distant blue sky and white clouds.
The name ’Saint of Eight Extremes’ sounded somewhat presumptuous, so Ye Yun naturally wouldn’t address him by it directly.
"This junior is named Wang Kai..." The Saint of Eight Extremes bowed slightly and replied softly.
"Hmm, then I’ll call you Little Kai from now on!" Ye Yun said after a moment’s thought.
In terms of age, Ye Yun was considerably older than the Saint of Eight Extremes, so he naturally had the prerogative to address him thus.
"Alright, Senior!" The Saint of Eight Extremes said respectfully. He had no particular feelings about this name.
The Celestial Boat continued its journey, piercing through clouds and mist.
Seven days passed in a flash.
This gleaming Golden Celestial Boat finally reached the outskirts of Seven Star Mountain. At this moment, they were probably still about ten thousand miles away from the outermost layer of white mist surrounding Seven Star Mountain.
"Senior, beyond that mist is Seven Star Mountain!" The Saint of Eight Extremes pointed into the distance and spoke in a low voice.
"Little Kai, there are seven ponds within Seven Star Mountain. How much do you know about them?" Ye Yun, hands clasped behind his back, gazed serenely at the distant, ethereal clouds and mist, and asked softly.
"Senior, that place with the seven ponds is called the Immortal Pond. It is the forbidden zone of the Seven Star Clan. I have observed it before but failed to discern anything peculiar," the Saint of Eight Extremes said indifferently.
"If you could have discerned anything, wouldn’t the person behind the scenes have wasted their efforts?" Ye Yun replied with a light smile.
"Senior, are you implying there’s some mystery to the Immortal Pond?" The Saint of Eight Extremes’s heart leaped, and he asked with curiosity.
"Whether there is or not, we’ll know once we go take a look," Ye Yun said with a smile.
He naturally knew that the Saint of Eight Extremes had accompanied him to Seven Star Mountain hoping to make a good impression. Now, Ye Yun planned to give the Saint of Eight Extremes this very opportunity.
"Senior, then this junior will head to Seven Star Mountain at once!" The Saint of Eight Extremes bowed and said solemnly.
"Go on," Ye Yun waved his hand.
"Alright!" The Saint of Eight Extremes responded, turned, and flew towards Seven Star Mountain.
For the Saint of Eight Extremes, a distance of ten thousand miles was merely two or three steps. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"Master, that fellow, the Saint of Eight Extremes, is so formidable. Will the people of the Seven Star Clan even be his match?" Big Black Cat stood behind Ye Yun and asked in a lowered voice.
"What do you think?" Ye Yun watched the Saint of Eight Extremes disappear into the white mist, not answering directly but asking back with a smile.
"I think the Saint of Eight Extremes will definitely win," Big Black Cat said after a moment’s thought. After all, it was Master asking, so its expression remained quite serious.
"Mu Qing, what do you think?" Ye Yun looked at Mu Qing again and asked.
"Master, the Saint of Eight Extremes is already a True God. With his eight gates opened, his strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. I don’t think the Seven Star Clan is his match..." Mu Qing contemplated for a moment and then said softly.
"Then let’s just wait and see..." Ye Yun chuckled lightly. With a wave of his hand, a Water Mirror appeared in the void.
Within this Water Mirror, an image of the Saint of Eight Extremes appeared. He had already entered the white mist. The mist churned wildly, as if a great array had been activated.
Could the Seven Star Clan actually be stronger than the Saint of Eight Extremes? Big Black Cat stared at the Water Mirror, its eyes darting around. It detected a peculiar nuance in Master’s words. This feeling was as if the seemingly invincible Saint of Eight Extremes would be defeated when facing the Seven Star Clan.
How strange. What other hidden strengths could the Seven Star Clan possibly have? Big Black Cat wondered. It saw the mist in the Water Mirror churning violently. Its gaze immediately sharpened as it began to observe intently.
「At the outer edge of the Immortal Pond.」
"Not good, an enemy attack!"
The Seven Star Ancestors, who were meditating in the void, all opened their eyes simultaneously.
The white mist around Seven Star Mountain formed the periphery of the great array and was connected to its central hub. If any outsider trespassed, it would immediately trigger an alarm.
The First Star Ancestor waved his hand, and an illusory Water Mirror materialized before him, displaying the image of a young man in a red robe.
"The Saint of Eight Extremes is here!" Upon seeing the red-robed young man, the First Star Ancestor’s heart leaped wildly.
The expressions of the other Star Ancestors also turned grim at this moment.
「Seven days prior.」
They had attempted to use their Star Compass to spy on what had transpired at Nine Li Divine Mountain, only to be repelled by a single shout from the Saint of Eight Extremes. At that time, several of them had sustained some injuries, though they weren’t severe. After taking Healing Pills for the past few days, the Seven Star Ancestors had fully recovered.
