God of Pets-Chapter 434: Found It

Chen Guan pondered for quite a while, then turned his gaze to Old Fu.

The Profound Iron Mace and Purple Gold Gourd Hammer in Old Fu’s hands, these two Secret Divine Treasures, seemed to have a special function that could attract Secret Treasures, though the range wasn’t very large.

"If these can attract Secret Treasures, then a Sword Spirit could be considered half a Secret Treasure, right? After all, once a Sword Spirit dies, it’s a Secret Treasure of the sword type. It’s not too much to say that it’s half a Secret Treasure when alive, is it?" Chen Guan thought it was worth a try.

Since there were no other leads, he might as well try this method.

"Old Fu, use them to strike..." Chen Guan gestured animatedly to Old Fu, who eventually understood his intention.

Clang!

The Profound Iron Mace and the Purple Gold Gourd Hammer in Old Fu’s hands collided, immediately producing a bizarre and eerie resonance.

Unfortunately, there was no reaction around them.

Chen Guan and Old Fu continued walking, and every so often, Chen Guan would have Old Fu strike them together once, to see if there would be any reaction.

Walking and striking all the way until dawn, their eyes still beheld the endless vast desert, with nothing to be discovered.

Chen Guan felt somewhat disheartened. Throughout the journey, they had slain some Secret Spirits, but they were of low quality, leaving nothing valuable behind. However, Ghost Eye did level up, now reaching level 22.

Chen Guan’s own level remained steady as a rock, unchanged. Despite consuming numerous elixirs, the effects were not very noticeable.

Fortunately, through Chen Guan’s persistent practice, the level of his Secret Skill continued to rise.

In particular, the Pure Yang Sword Immortal, which had been active all along, finally reached level 20.

At first light, Chen Guan released his sand eagle pet to scout the surroundings in the sky.

"The sand eagle is of poor quality; I’ll have to get a better one later," Chen Guan mused.

Currently, Chen Guan had little hope of finding the Sword Spirit. The desert was too vast, and its burial location was unknown, making it impossible to find.

Chen Guan was just searching randomly, intending to cross the Golden Sand Desert to reach areas with more Secret Spirits to hunt.

The Golden Sand Desert contained many strange Secret Spirits, but their numbers were too few, requiring a search for each individual spirit, rarely encountering a group of Secret Spirits. The time spent killing Secret Spirits wasn’t even as long as the time spent finding them, which was very unfriendly for Chen Guan.

Riding on Ghost Eye, Fu Tianji intermittently tapped the Profound Iron Mace and the Purple Gold Gourd Hammer.

Just as Chen Guan was about to fall asleep, after another collision of the Profound Iron Mace and the Purple Gold Gourd Hammer, he suddenly heard a faint, sharp ringing sound coming from afar.

Chen Guan jolted awake, immediately alert, but when he listened carefully, he couldn’t hear it anymore.

"Old Fu... try it again..." Chen Guan hurriedly told Old Fu.

Old Fu struck once more, and this time Chen Guan heard it clearly: indeed, a sharp ringing sound faintly came through.

He determined the direction, guiding Ghost Eye to move left, and instructed Old Fu to strike it occasionally.

When they reached in front of a sand dune, Chen Guan felt the ringing was emanating from beneath it.

Old Fu struck again, and Chen Guan saw the sand of the dune trembling, with the sound emerging from below.

"It should be here," Chen Guan thought happily and instructed Ghost Eye to use its great strength to dig up the dune.

As they dug, Ghost Eye suddenly screamed in pain and abruptly shrank back.

Chen Guan noticed a scratch by Ghost Eye’s mouth—something had managed to injure it, despite its defense capabilities.

Chen Guan’s curiosity piqued, he looked towards the spot Ghost Eye had dug, spotting some of Ghost Eye’s blood with a hint of a cold gleam flickering within it.

Approaching cautiously, Chen Guan carefully brushed away the surrounding sand, gradually revealing the hilt and half of a sword blade.

The reason only half of the sword blade was visible was because the other half was embedded in a rock.

The sword’s blade was chillingly cold, like a pool of icy water, with Sword Energy rippling along its surface.

"We really found it," Chen Guan rejoiced, quickly summoning Yan Zhi to help with the excavation.

After a long time digging, Chen Guan, Old Fu, Ghost Eye, and Yan Zhi finally unveiled the entire dune.

A scattering of differently sized and shaped, but uniformly colored, rocks lay on the sandy ground.

Some of these rocks were four to five meters tall, while others were as small as a fist, all black and devoid of luster.

Yet, each rock had a sword embedded in it—some plunged deep without a hilt visible, others were halfway in, even the small fist-sized rocks held a short sword the size of a fruit knife.

Every sword here looked almost identical in design, suggesting they were the same type of Sword Spirit, differing only in size.

Counting them, Chen Guan found twenty-eight rocks had been uncovered, each holding a sword—meaning there were 28 Sword Spirits here in total.

"I wonder if the smaller swords have higher quality or the larger ones," Chen Guan scrutinized these Sword Spirits. He couldn’t discern their quality; aside from size, they all appeared much the same.

Chen Guan decided to pull out a sword to examine it, randomly grabbing a sword’s hilt nearby, aiming to pull it out with force.

But after two attempts, the sword remained immovable.

"Strange... why isn’t it budging..." Chen Guan puzzled over the rock beneath the sword.

Even if the Sword Spirit was too strong to pull out, it should at least lift the rock with it.

But the rock also stayed put, indicating that this thing was exceedingly heavy, beyond Chen Guan’s capability to shift, let alone the Sword Spirit.

"Such a rock, only about as tall and thick as a stool, how heavy could it possibly be?" Chen Guan, unconvinced, focused all his power and tried again, but neither the rock nor the Sword Spirit moved a fraction.

"This is intriguing," Chen Guan mused, gripping the hilt with both hands, adopting a horse stance, then exerting full force, attempting to pull the sword and rock together.

Yet, the rock still wouldn’t budge, surprising Chen Guan: "What kind of rock is this to be so heavy?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Sword Spirits, Blade Spirits, and such, typically form with ore, and other cultivators have found Sword Spirits before, but he’d never heard of them being immovable like this.

Chen Guan tried others with the same result—not one could be budged; these rocks were incredibly heavy.

"In times like these, your strength is needed," Chen Guan called on Ghost Eye.

Ghost Eye approached a giant sword, wrapped its tail around the hilt, then gave a firm pull.

Indeed, brute force can achieve miracles—the giant sword was forcibly pulled out of the rock by Ghost Eye.

Leaving the rock, the sword immediately emitted a resonant hum, but after a while, the light and aura from the sword vanished, and it fell silent.

Blood Iron Sword (Unparalleled): Level 30 Secret Treasure.