Chapter 473: Chapter 472: The Location of the Treasury

“Okay, Lord Xun, if it’s like An Xiao said, and the Snow Spirits need to drink water frequently, then we can go over and reap them in an hour.”

Zhen Zhuoxiu, full of confidence in his Spirit Relaxing Powder, made this confident statement.

However, its effect proved to be a hundred times better than Zhen Zhuoxiu had claimed.

In just half an hour, the Snow Spirits in the center of the city had fallen to the ground en masse, like wheat stalks.

At this sight, it indeed seemed time to proceed with the harvest.

With each swing of the sword, Zhen Zhuoxiu, feeling the tedium of the wealthy for the first time, gained five points.

While wielding the Night Evil Sword to harvest, Lu Zixun was looking for the Frost Core.

It was then that Lu Zixun remembered, these weren’t real Snow Spirits but projections from the Trial Tower.

Their convergence here was likely an intentional act by the Trial Tower to create some trouble for the Trial Takers.

If it weren’t for An Xiao’s knowledge of the Snow Spirits’ traits, they would have indeed been troublesome.

In the central area of the Ancient City, the Frost Core could only be hidden in the surrounding buildings, or perhaps what was referred to as the treasury.

However, up to this point, Lu Zixun had not seen any building that looked like a treasury.

Lost in thought, Lu Zixun pondered a question.

If he were the builder of the Ancient City, where would he build the treasury?

Either to deceive the eye and place it in the most conspicuous spot, or to hide it away, buried underground.

Or perhaps, a combination of the two?

Lifting his head, Lu Zixun looked towards a lighthouse in the center.

There was no electricity in the Ancient City, and the light at the top of the lighthouse had long been extinguished.

But such an easily noticeable building was too obvious.

“When you last went to the treasury, did you go into that lighthouse?”

To confirm his hunch, Lu Zixun turned to look at An Xiao.

“I don’t know.”

An Xiao shook his head, saying, “When I came here last time, that lighthouse building didn’t exist.”

Hearing this, Lu Zixun nodded thoughtfully,

After harvesting all of the Snow Spirits with Zhen Zhuoxiu, the two—who had just gained 5,400 points—showed satisfied smiles on their faces.

Upon hearing Lu Zixun’s speculation, Zhen Zhuoxiu shrugged, “Then let’s go take a look. Anyway, we’ve already made a killing on this trip; it doesn’t really matter whether we find the Frost Core.”

If one were to describe Zhen Zhuoxiu in a word, it would undoubtedly be ‘buoyant’ to the point of preciseness.

Every move he made exuded the air of a nouveau riche like no other.

While moving towards the lighthouse, Lu Zixun sensed traces of Spiritual Energy Fluctuation coming from the East District, indicating that a fight had broken out.

“Tsk, Mr. He is getting into it with someone, huh.”

Shaking his head, Zhen Zhuoxiu looked towards Lu Zixun, “Lord Xun, should I go help out?”

Having heard about the agreement between Lu Zixun and He Changyu earlier, that’s why Zhen Zhuoxiu asked.

“Huh?”

Lu Zixun looked puzzled at Zhen Zhuoxiu, “Help out? Help with what? Has someone started fighting?”

“…”

Giving Lu Zixun a thumbs-up, Zhen Zhuoxiu continued walking towards the lighthouse.

And An Xiao clicked his tongue repeatedly.

He had originally thought that Lu Zixun was just a simple cat, only to find out he was an extremely sly one. After all, He Changyu was his business partner.

Upon entering the lighthouse, Lu Zixun realized just how massive its interior was.

At the center of the ground floor, there was a thick bundled cable running up to the top of the lighthouse. There were staircases on each floor for access, which divided the interior into separate spaces.

At that moment, Lu Zixun finally sensed the aura of the Frost Core.

The entry of another thousand points made the corners of Lu Zixun’s mouth lift slightly, and his mood greatly improved.

His conjectures had been pretty accurate, huh? In the future, he could be called “Fur Cat.”

Zhen Zhuoxiu, who also felt the presence of the Frost Core, started looking for a way to enter underground.

The aura was emanating from beneath the ground… To dig there…

Zhen Zhuoxiu shook his head as he looked at the obsidian floor; that idea was too dangerous.

After searching around, Zhen Zhuoxiu still couldn’t find a passage to the underground. He fell into a state known as confusion. Could it be accessed from some other place?

The feeling of knowing there was a treasure right beneath the ground but not being able to touch it was truly agonizing.

At this time, An Xiao, who was observing from the central wire, cast his gaze toward Lu Zixun. “Kitty, use your Black Sword to pry these cables open and take a look.”

“Hmm?”

Approaching An Xiao, Lu Zixun looked and could indeed see something through the gaps in the cables.

The Night Evil Sword shattered the outer glass and cut through the cables directly, revealing the hidden elevator behind them.

The corner of his mouth twitching, Lu Zixun felt that the designer of this lighthouse was really damn clever, coming up with such a method to hide the elevator.

Who in their right mind would go looking for passages inside cables, huh? Wait, that statement seemed like a dig at An Xiao…

“There’s something, isn’t there, designer?”

Zhen Zhuoxiu, who had come running over to see the elevator, couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement. “Good thing it wasn’t live. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have found it.”

“Sometimes, while learning to adapt, you also need to learn how to wait for the rabbit by the tree stump.”

A blood-stained longsword appeared first from outside the lighthouse, followed by the figure of Qin Duyou.

“Although Mr. He comes from a notable family, his combat capabilities really don’t measure up to his father’s.”

Wiping the blood from the longsword onto his armguard, Qin Duyou’s gaze fell on Zhen Zhuoxiu. “Looks like you’ve found yourself a Lucky Cat.”

The spiritual energy fluctuation felt earlier was indeed because He Changyu had been attacked.

Only, Qin Duyou sounded so sure of himself that it gave the impression he was a bit arrogant.

But Zhen Zhuoxiu’s face wasn’t looking so good.

Qin Duyou’s spiritual energy possessed tremendous lethality—the Thunder Element Spiritual Power.

If they came to blows, he really wouldn’t be a match for Qin Duyou.

After all, his Shadow was very fearful of thunder power, an elemental counter that couldn’t be changed.

“Swish.”

The longsword was raised, and Sword Qi burst forth, sweeping past Zhen Zhuoxiu’s face and cutting off a few of his hairs.

“I’ll give you a choice.”

Qin Duyou spoke indifferently, “If you don’t want to die, take your Lucky Cat and get out. Otherwise, with your three-legged cat skills, one bolt of my lightning, and you’ll be rolling right out of the Trial Land.”

Holding his sword at his side, Qin Duyou struck a posture as if he were above worldly matters. “Of course, those Snow Spirits in the city, that’s your work, right? You’ll have to fork over two thousand points for that. Make your choice, get out, or pay up to save your life? I’ll give you three seconds to consider.”

“You must be a real blockhead.”

Lu Zixun, who had remained silent, couldn’t help but look at Qin Duyou and say, “Do you think the whole world is your father’s, and that everyone has to give way to you?”