Volume 1 Chapter 13- Anomaly of the Engraved Text

Shanqing opened his palm wide and murmured. A strand of wind essence floated on his fingertip as he guided it to his heart. After done, his murmuring stopped and Shanqing looked at Xin An silently.

"Perhaps that enough to express my sincerity, right?" Shanqing said.

Xin An couldn't believe that this masked man would make an oath to Heaven and Earth. That only means the possibility of his betrayal during the trip was non-existent.

The action that Shanqing had made just now was called Oath of Heaven.

Oath of Heaven was interconnected to the Martial Heart. When martial artists swore to it, they will not betray their oath. Once they go against it, Heaven will punish them by sending terrifying lightning tribulations that guaranteed their death! No one from the history of the Wasteland Domain ever exists a person that survived from it. Not even a peak martial master!

"If I don't let someone like you join my party even after swearing an oath, then I might as well quit martial arts." Xin An smiled and said. "Welcome to the group. I'm Xin An...As for this guy, he's Mu Zen."

Seeing that Xin An had introduced him, Mu Zen introduced himself as he tried his best not to stutter. "He-hello! I'm Little Mu. If you see any pigs or snakes, I'll let Big Brother Shan handle it."

"Pig and snakes?" Shanqing appeared surprised and thought that this kid somehow afraid of such beasts. He looked at Mu Zen and suddenly said, "From your dress, are you a tribesman of the northern lands' Lightning Tribe?"

Mu Zen replied, "Little Mu is indeed from the Lightning Tribe. However, I had long sailed from my home and ventures the outer world!"

Xin An looked at him and asked, "Owning a spatial pouch, perhaps you're not an ordinary tribesman. Why did you leave home?"

"To chase my goal!"

"Goal? Your goal is?..." Xin An and Shanqing asked at the same time. To them, this Mu Zen seemed interesting. Although he had a cowardly demeanor, his essence foundation cultivation was not simple. Furthermore, Mu Zen was far too young. Achieving Essence Foundation at his age, his goal was definitely not that ordinary.

"My goal is someday to kill pigs and snakes!" Mu Zen said.

"..."

Xin An and Shanqing were rendered speechless. Never in their wildest dream, this boy had such a simple goal!

Pigs were simply wild animals and some instances became frenzied beasts. The majority of pigs were at the realm of Nigh Profounder. As for snakes, various bloodlines had varied strengths. For instance, a lion-winged python was royal blood diremonsters and the strength they could achieve were limitless. However, to the current Mu Zen, his strength was already sufficient to beat pigs and snakes of the young generation. The only thing preventing him from achieving his goal was bravery and courage!

Shanqing said, "That's it?"

Mu Zen replied, "My other goal was: To search for a partner of my life!"

"..."

Xin An and Shanqing exchange gaze and smiled helplessly. It seemed that Mu Zen was a rather eccentric tribesman. Simply saying, from Mu Zen's actions, he seemed not someone of the brave and courageous Lightning Tribesmen but rather some other dude.

Xin An looked at Shanqing and said, "I want to study the engraved text in the close distance, do you want to come too?"

Shanqing replied, "There is one more hour for the opening, and waiting is simply boring. Let's go."

Xin An nodded his head and asked Mu Zen if he wanted to follow them close to the text. Surprisingly, Mu Zen said that he wanted to use this time to ponder upon the realm of Intents, so Xin An just simply shrugged and followed Shanqing as they headed to the engraved text, leaving Mu Zen under the tree.

When these two masked people strolled around, the surrounding martial artists' weird gazes intensified. They thought that was using masks tradition to their sect?

Ignoring their gazes, Xin An and Shanqing approached the shore of the river. As they passed through the side of this river, Xin An noticed that the shadow wolf and spirit fox was still arguing with the goat-horned diremonster.

"I have enough! You better shut up now or I'll ravage you in front of the crowd!" The goat-horned diremonster appeared furious. He was like a volcano that was about to erupt. The shadow wolf and spirit fox opposite him shuddered a brief moment and continued cursing.

As the goat-horned diremonster had enough, his 2nd-rank cultivation had been unleashed! The terrifying force sent the shadow wolf and the spirit fox under their knees. He looked coldly and about to teach them a lesson when an opposing force froze his essence.

The goat-horned diremonster was familiar with this aura and his face voluntarily change. He looked in a certain direction and said to a young wyvern. "Boss Frosty, I was simply teaching these ignorant brats a lesson. Please forgive me."

"I hope this will not be repeated." Ling Frosty sauntered towards the goat-horned diremonster and explained, "His Highness had long issued the order not to hurt the royal blood. If you kill them, you will have no place to stay. Similarly, you'll implicate me."

Ling Frosty looked at the young shadow wolf and spirit fox and reached out a hand, "Are you both alright?"

"Xi Wu a sya!" The spirit fox and shadow wolf slapped his hand away and stood up by themselves. [A peasant dares to take advantage of us? Hmph!]

Ling Frosty's face had no traces of anger as he rubbed his hand lightly. He smiled, "Prince Flamestar seems not around, is he not well?"

"Sa Nu su?!" The spirit fox and shadow wolf bellowed. [And why should we tell you?!]

In reality, the spirit fox and shadow wolf didn't want to talk about this matter. A few hours ago, Jin Flamestar was beaten by an unknown martial artist named Na Nix. At this time, Jin Flamestar was still recuperating his wounds. He would probably be back functioning a few days later. Both of them had just came to this gathering to broaden their horizon. However, they never expected to meet a hateful peasant diremonster treating them with hostility and even mocking prince Jin Flamestar! Hence, the start of the conflict.

At this moment, Xin An had arrived in the engravement text. He looked carefully and occasionally touch the ancient symbols.

Touching the coldness of the engravement, the text was around 508 years. It was very mystical. Sometimes when Xin An caressed some spot of the text, he felt that it was fresh and new. This discovery made Xin An gasped in astonishment.

"Is this truly 500-year-old treasure trove? Some areas age are very fresh and it felt like the symbols had just been written. What's going on?" Xin An pondered and studied it meticulously.

As for Shanqing, he was similarly studying the engravement text, but his perception was not that high and he could only distinguish that it was a 500-year-old trove and nothing unusual.

An hour passed like a blink, Xin An sighed and stood up. Even studying for an hour, he didn't learn the shocking secret. He looked around and saw that all the martial artists were warming up.

Shanqing said, "Let's return to Little Mu's side and gather. The treasure trove will open a minute from now, we will enter together."

Xin An nodded his head and trod next to him. As they arrived in front of Mu Zen, the engraved text on the treasure trove faded. After it disappeared, a blinding light flashed and distorted of void on the cave. A teleportation array emerged from the void as it silently hovered.

Xin An looked at the transportation array and he had a bad premonition. As their group went towards the transportation array, he murmured, "My instinct tells me that something bad is about to happen...."