Chapitre 22: Chapter 22: Luo Wusheng Announcement
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"Wh— What did I just see? Di— Did the Five-Colored Tribulation Lightning just shattered!?"
"What kind of Artifact is that? How can an Artifact have such terrifying power!? Not even a High-Grade Artifact can launch such a powerful attack right!?"
"Did the Demon Sect Holy Saint just ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm? Did an 18 year old Nascent Soul cultivator really appear!?"
"It's ridiculous. I've been cultivating for 80 years and I'm still only at the Foundation Establishment stage— This kid is truly terrifying."
The onlookers were still too shocked by what had just happened to approach the Demon Artifact Pavilion, but they were all discussing it with different expressions.
However, some people expressed their doubts.
"Something's not right— Although I've never seen anyone shatter the Five-Colored Tribulation Lightning, it shouldn't be considered a failed tribulation. Why doesn't he seem to have any changes in his aura?"
"Exactly. Isn't it said that when a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator opens its eyes, there will be a golden light shining all over? "
"And why didn't the two Golden-Ranked members of the Six Gate Bureau question him? Aren't cultivators forbidden from crossing their tribulations in the Royal City? Are those two Nascent Soul stage cultivators afraid of this newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator?"
The scene became more and more chaotic.
But Miss Kirin and Night Crow did not try to stop the chaos.
Because as someone who knew the truth behind them, they felt even more confused by the onlookers.
"How can that Artifact be a mere Middle-Grade Artifact? Even the High-Grade Artifact, the 'Falling Shadow Blade,' bestowed by her Majesty doesn't have such terrific power!" Night Crow's voice was somewhat flustered.
Miss Kirin, on the other hand, chooses to remain silent.
"Just now, that attack definitely had the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator's single strike. Even a normal cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage would have been severely injured after taking such a hit! I've never seen such an exaggerated Artifact before! I guess only a national treasure like the Divine Artifact [Human Emperor Sword] could enable a Golden Core cultivator to unleash this level of power, right?"
Night Crow's mental state was a bit unstable, and even his self-proclaimed title had changed.
But Miss Kirin still had a seemingly indifferent expression, as if she was thinking about something.
"Why don't you say something, Kirin? Are you scared silly because of that Artifact power? It's okay if you do, I understand your feelings..."
This time, Night Crow didn't get to finish his sentence.
Miss Kirin glanced at him lightly, then looked at Luo Wusheng who was still hovering in mid-air.
"The Demon Artifact Pavilion... it seems, they may really rise up."
...
At this moment, Luo Wusheng, standing in mid-air, fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
'Well... What kind of gift should I give to Bai Xiaoyao for the second condition? Since she's a girl, how about a pair of black stockings? But she always likes to wear white clothes every day, so maybe white stockings are better instead?'
But soon he returned to his senses from his contemplation.
"Damn, i almost forgot about the more important business..."
He muttered to himself, then waved his hand.
The mushroom cloud slowly dissipating in the sky seemed to be wiped away by an invisible big hand, and the sky cleared up with no clouds in sight.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Luo Wusheng slowly landed on top of the Demon Artifact Pavilion, after firing that shot just now, his spiritual power was almost depleted.
"Ahem."
Luo Wusheng cleared his throat.
Using the spiritual power of the Golden Core realm to reverberate his voice, it spread far and wide, making the people within a hundred meters focus their attention on him.
Perhaps due to the lingering shock from the scene just now, the crowd quieted down, waiting for this "Newly Ascended Nascent Soul" cultivator to say something.
"I was careless during my tribulation this time. I didn't expect to attract the Five-Colored Tribulation Lightning to the Royal City and disturb everyone here. I'm really sorry about that."
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, but Luo Wusheng didn't pay attention to it.
"Just now, I heard some of you questioning my promotion to the Nascent Soul stage, but I just want to make one thing clear." Luo Wusheng paused here.
"I did not ascend to the Nascent Soul realm."
A smile soon spread across his face.
The commotion in the crowd instantly exploded.
"How is that possible? Didn't you just successfully complete your tribulation?!"
Someone loudly questioned.
Those who were close to Luo Wusheng, such as the several executives of the Demon Artifact Pavilion and Bai Xiaoyao, frowned with some worry.
But most of the people were relieved, just like the Head of the Taoist Artifact Pavilion, Lin Qingfeng.
After all, the concept of an 18-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator was simply too terrifying for them to accept.
However, Luo Wusheng shook his head.
"The tribulation clouds have dissipated, and the Five-Colored Tribulation Lightning has naturally been successfully crossed."
"But the one who crossed the tribulation was not me—"
"It was this."
As he spoke, Luo Wusheng raised the square in his hand.
Although this Artifact had entered its cooldown period and needed Luo Wusheng to complete certain conditions before it could be used again, the residual power from shattering the tribulation clouds made everyone present not dare to underestimate it.
At this point, some people in the crowd had realized the meaning behind Luo Wusheng's words.
"Sure enough— the one who caused that Five-Colored Tribulation Lightning is an Artifact!"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded from the crowd.
Only to see an old man in a Taoistist robe, with white hair and beard, appearing behind Lin Qingfeng in a hurry, and entering the Demon Artifact Pavilion's range of a hundred meters, causing everyone's gaze to focus on him.
"It's Old Yang! The Chief Artifact Refiner of the Taoist Artifact Pavilion! The Middle-Grade Artifact, Weak Water Sword, used by the chief disciple of the Taoist Sect in this generation was made by him!"
Soon, someone recognized the identity of this old man.
As the leader of the Taoist Artifact Pavilion, Lin Qingfeng's eyes widened in shock. "Elder Yang! What are you doing here?"
Stopping in his tracks, Elder Yang turned around and replied with a hint of exasperation, "Isn't it because of your ignorance? That Demonne— Ahem, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, is not someone you can provoke. How could you, a mere cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, come here alone? If I hadn't come to watch over you, how could I rest assured?"
Lin Qingfeng was scolded and his face turned red and white.
But Elder Yang didn't pay any attention to his foolish disciple and turned to face Luo Wusheng.
After a moment of contemplation, he bowed and said, "I am Yang Zhen, the Chief Refiner of the Taoist Artifact Pavilion. I have met Lord Luo, may I ask if the Artifact in your hand was crafted by you?"
He moistened his dry lips and trembled a little as he asked, "May I ask if that Artifact is a High-Grade one?"
Everyone was shocked.
At this moment, all eyes were fixed on Luo Wusheng who was standing on top of the Demon Artifact Pavilion, waiting for his answer.
When Luo Wusheng shook his head, their expressions relaxed.
Then, Luo Wusheng calmly said, "This Artifact was indeed crafted by me, but it still falls a little short of being a true High-Grade Artifact. Its current quality ranks among the upper-middle grade."
The onlookers fell silent.
Those who knew Luo Wusheng well, such as the four managers and the leader of the Taoist Artifact Pavilion, Lin Qingfeng, were even more stunned.
Bai Xiaoyao looked at Luo Wusheng with shining eyes, as if trying to see how much progress her Senior Brother had made over the years.
At this point, Elder Yang's gaze became even more heated.
"Lord Luo, may I have a look at this Artifact?" he asked eagerly.
But he quickly realized that he had spoken out of turn and sighed, "I was a little presumptuous. Please don't take offense, Lord Luo."
Luo Wusheng's eyes flickered for a moment, and after a brief moment of thought, he nodded.
"It's not difficult— It's just that the Demon Artifact Pavilion has some other matters to attend to these days. The Demon Artifact Pavilion will reopen in seven days. If Elder Yang is interested, he can come to the Demon Artifact Pavilion then."
After saying that, Luo Wusheng turned to the crowd of onlookers a hundred feet away.
"Because luck, today happens to be the day where all of you are gathered here together, I have an announcement to make."
"From today on, the Demon Artifact Pavilion will be closed for seven days. When it reopens, the Demon Artifact Pavilion will sell it's own special Artifacts."
"To compensate for the scare you all experienced today, anyone who comes to the Demon Artifact Pavilion in seven days, whether they buy anything or not, will receive an interesting item as a gift from our Demon Artifact Pavilion."
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