Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1315: Verifying Authenticity

Divine Dragon Tripod, a rare treasure of the world.

Every treasure has one characteristic in common, there are particularly many fakes.

During the chaos at the Shadow Gate, countless strong individuals from the martial world, along with the West Sea, went to join in the excitement.

Everyone wanted to seize such a treasure.

To claim it for their own.

But in the end, it was proven that the Divine Dragon Tripod was a fake.

Tyler Thomas, who guarded the secret for three years, became the butt of a joke.

Thereafter, Julius Reed gradually remembered something.

That year, the fake Divine Dragon Tripod seemed to have been deliberately left behind by himself.

Yet he had never remembered where the real Divine Dragon Tripod was.

Now, the one in his hand, is it real or fake?

Julius Reed held the heavy black medicine tripod in his hand, and a familiar feeling came instantly.

"The Saint Master, it’s real, it can’t be fake," said the elder with a smile.

But Julius Reed paid him no heed, instead continuing to deeply feel.

There were too many fakes of the Divine Dragon Tripod, back then Tyler Thomas forged dozens, and to this day some have still not been found.

Moreover, regarding the memories of the Divine Dragon Tripod, Julius Reed had lost many; he needed some time, a certain feeling, to distinguish.

The Divine Dragon Tripod before his eyes was identical to the fakes.

The patterns on it, the inscriptions, and even the outward appearance.

Completely the same.

But the difference was that the Divine Dragon Tripod in Julius Reed’s hands was truly heavy.

The small object weighed nearly a hundred pounds!

Moreover, the medicine tripod was hollow.

With an exterior wall less than three millimeters thick.

The base wasn’t large either.

Julius Reed estimated and confirmed, it was indeed a hundred pounds.

The universe is mysterious, like black holes.

For the weight of the Divine Dragon Tripod in his hands, he was not surprised.

He himself could achieve immortality; what in the world is impossible?

A treasure coveted by the people of the world must necessarily have its irreplaceable aspects.

Either the manufacturing process is highly demanding or the materials themselves are exceedingly scarce.

Otherwise, why not create a new one? How nice that would be?

Why go through hundreds of years of scheming, paying a hefty price, just to snatch it away?

As he caressed the patterns, Julius Reed felt a throbbing pain in his head.

In the past, such situations would cause him to remember some past events.

But this time, his head merely ached briefly before returning to normal.

And the memories did not change.

Losing memories certainly made distinguishing the authenticity of the Divine Dragon Tripod somewhat difficult.

Julius Reed squeezed hard.

The real Divine Dragon Tripod was incredibly sturdy, definitely not like the fakes that would shatter instantly into pieces.

Crack!

But then, an unexpected scene occurred.

The heavy Divine Dragon Tripod broke.

It split right down the middle!

Not only him but even the elder was stunned. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"This..." the elder pointed at the Divine Dragon Tripod, eyes wide: "How can this be! The Divine Dragon Tripod is certainly authentic, it can’t possibly be counterfeit!"

In truth, Julius Reed was more surprised than him.

Fakes require effort to crush before they are destroyed.

But this so-called ’genuine article,’ Julius Reed only applied a little force, not even as much strength as it takes to twist off a bottle cap.

And it actually split?

Made of clay?

He released his grip, and yet another surprising scene occurred!

The Divine Dragon Tripod, which had already cracked, slowly began to repair itself.

In just five seconds, it was just as it was before.

Back in perfect condition.

Julius Reed examined it closely; there were no cracks.

No signs of any damage.

"Saint Master, this Divine Dragon Tripod..." The elder’s thought process was turned upside down.

Despite his wide experience, in this moment, he couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed.

"The Divine Dragon Tripod is a treasure," Julius Reed pretended to be knowledgeable, and said: "A treasure naturally has its unique aspects. To test its authenticity you only need to gently squeeze; the fake isn’t so fragile, nor can it restore itself automatically."

In fact, he was also unclear about what was the matter with this Divine Dragon Tripod.

But as the Saint Master, to outright say he didn’t know, would be very embarrassing.

"So that’s how it is! It’s my lack of insight," the elder nodded, appearing to suddenly realize: "Saint Master, your wisdom surpasses others, to think of such a method."

Ignoring the elder’s flattery, Julius Reed squeezed forcefully again!

Crack!

The newly restored Divine Dragon Tripod shattered into pieces.

When he opened his hands, the Divine Dragon Tripod reformed.

It recovered to its original state at a visibly rapid pace.

Swoosh!

This time, Julius Reed tossed the Divine Dragon Tripod high into the air while swiftly drawing the Hell Sword from his waist!

He made a slash!

The bone sword, carrying the nether fire, split the Divine Dragon Tripod open, then returned to its sheath.

Whoosh!

In mid-air.

The shattered Divine Dragon Tripod turned into a pile of ash and began to burn fiercely.

The ashes, being quite heavy, fell quickly.

Yet strangely, the snow could not extinguish them.

Thus, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Flames spread everywhere, burning atop the white snow.

The high temperature quickly melted the snow.

It burned over a meter deep before the ice could barely be seen.

About five minutes.

The flames went out.

"Is it over?" The elder, having been stunned by the scene before him, managed to utter two words, yet his eyes were still fixed on the ground.

Wasn’t it going to restore itself?

Even Julius Reed was surprised.

If that were the real Divine Dragon Tripod and he had destroyed it, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

"This, is..." But before he could finish saying this was a fake, those black ashes on the ground began to gather in the center again.

"It’s genuine!"

Julius Reed stared at the snow-covered ground and spoke out loud.

The Divine Dragon Tripod reassembled itself like an unkillable man within half a minute.

It looked the same as before.

"This is too magical!" The elder was utterly impressed.

"Oh, great Saint! Who else would dare to treat a treasure like this? Others probably would worship it, afraid to damage it! Yet you, you squeezed and chopped it nonchalantly, finally proving its authenticity!" The elder ’thump’ knelt on the snow, praising, "Brilliant Dragon King!"

"No big deal."

Julius Reed grabbed through the air, and the Divine Dragon Tripod instantly returned to his hand.

He examined it closely, confirming there was no damage.

But strangely enough, why would the Divine Dragon Tripod catch fire?

Spontaneous combustion?

Impossible.

Julius Reed rotated it slightly, but still couldn’t discern any trick to it.

Despite being crushed and chopped, the patterns and characters on the Divine Dragon Tripod were perfectly aligned.

Marvelous craftsmanship!

The bone sword?

He recalled that when he had slashed with the Hell Sword just now, the Divine Dragon Tripod burst into flames.

With that thought, Julius Reed drew his sword again.

The bone sword had no Evil Qi, no nether fire.

It was just an ordinary piece of bone.

He slashed, and the Divine Dragon Tripod split in two.

And it instantly restored itself.

Julius Reed slashed again!

The Divine Dragon Tripod still showed no change.

Whoosh!

The Dragon King Ring in his hand shone with a red light, and a stream of Evil Qi entered the sword!

The Hell Sword blazed with nether fire!

And when this nether fire touched the Divine Dragon Tripod!

The entire tripod erupted with fire!

"This is..." Graham Will felt that he was truly gaining insight today!

"Just a little move, don’t be surprised," Julius Reed said as his heartbeat sped up.

He withdrew the Hell Sword, eyes fixed on the burning Divine Dragon Tripod on the ground!

The alchemy tripod!

Alchemy certainly requires fire.

Could it be that the Divine Dragon Tripod was generating nether fire by burning Evil Qi?

Indeed the real deal!

"Such a fine piece!" Julius Reed muttered to himself. "Worthy of being my little treasure."