
"I really didn't think there would be a door behind the wall, never once did I think the altar of relics was really real." Wei Huan still could not believe what he saw.
Wei Huan came forward and intended to push the door before him. However, what he did was futile, unable to even make the carved door of the lion's head budge.
"Father-in-law, maybe this door has something to do with the last sentence." Zhou Fan reminded Wei Huan of the third sentence.
With wealth you achieve your goals.
Both of them kept repeating the sentence. In fact, not infrequently they knock the head with the index finger hoping his brain can work.
"Wealth achieves a goal, the intended goal may be to open this door" Zhou Fan murmured.
"But what does wealth mean, what about lots of gold coins?" timpal Wei Huan.
Zhou Fan did not reply directly, he simply shook his head. The young man further massaged his powerful chin, his eyeballs spinning in search of enlightenment.
"If not gold then what, wealth is always measured based on gold coins. Even if anyone found jade they would exchange it for gold which was very abundant." Wei Huan voiced what was inside his head.
Ha!
"That's it!" zhou Fan exclaimed excitedly, making Wei Huan gasp in surprise.
"What is that him?" wei Huan asked curiously.
"Don't," Zhou Fan replied briefly.
"It is impossible, even though the value of jade is higher than gold coins, jade is very difficult to find." Wei Huan shook his head in confidence.
"I don't mean just any jade." Zhou Fan took out a prism jade from the storage ring, then continued his words. "I'm really stupid to forget the jade that was on me."
Zhou Fan looked for a place where he would put the prism jade, but he never found it.
"Just put it in his mouth, why are you so hard?" wei Huan said without a second thought.
Zhou Fan squinted his eyes, then tried to insert the prism jade into the wide-open mouth of the lion.
Brc....
"Woe... You're a genius, father-in-law!" zhou Fan exclaimed with excitement.
Heheh...
Wei Huan smiled proudly, even though he only spoke according to the conditions.
Where else if not in his wide-open mouth? thought Wei Huan. There is no suitable place other than there.
The two entered without waiting for a long time, once entering the room, both of them were stunned, the room that should be dark because it was located underground, even brightly, as if under the confines of sunlight.
"Can't a relic altar only be used once, and for one person?" ask Wei Huan.
"I also do not know the father-in-law, because it is not fully informed in the correct book, there may also be errors ... So, we better try together, and prove it ourselves." Zhou Fan started to sit in the middle of the room covering an area of ten by ten meters.
Wei Huan nodded at Zhou Fan's words, he then took a cultivation stance.
After a long time being there, Zhou Fan opened his eyes, his forehead frowning in wonder.
"Why don't I feel the change?" murmured Zhou Fan with a disappointed face.
Before long Wei Huan opened his eyes, he also experienced the same thing, not feeling the change in him.
"Is all this just nonsense?" wei Huan said with an angry face.
"Do you have to be the one cultivating?" guess Wei Huan.
Zhou Fan flicked his shoulders in response.
"If that's the case, you're the one cultivating, I'll wait." Wei Huan told Zhou Fan to do so immediately.
Zhou Fan closed his eyes again, while Wei Huan was already standing not far from him.
after a long and unsuccessful attempt, Zhou Fan finally gave up, he walked over to Wei Huan who appeared to be standing with a bored face.
Both of them left after returning everything as it was.
The next day the two resumed the expedition, but not only did they, Wei Yun also joined as the 'guinea pig'.
According to Zhou Fan's observation, he and his father-in-law could not absorb the energy in the room probably due to the cultivation of those at the level of a king fighter, either, therefore they brought Wei Yun who was now at the level of a nine-star grand master fighter.
"Yun'er, now you sit in the center of the room!" pinta Wei Huan to the son.
Wei Yun vigorously did so, even though he was a guinea pig, he was not at all harmed, even he had the chance to obtain something 'wah', breaking through the tiers.
Wei Yun started cultivating, slowly the humidity fluctuations there changed, also the wind speed grew stronger.
"It seems that it is indeed only used for fighters below the king level." Zhou Fan said in a complaining tone.
"Why do you look sad, are you not satisfied to also be the strongest person in the Wei Empire?" wei Huan grunted, she felt humbled by the murmur of her daughter-in-law.
"No, satisfaction will hinder cultivation, we must hang expectations as high as stars, even though it will be very difficult to catch up." Zhou Fan said like a wise man.
Wei Yun woke up from his seat, he seemed to be dissatisfied with his achievements.
"As soon as I broke through the king's fighting rank, the energy in this room seemed to bounce off, and it wouldn't enter my body" Wei Yun complained.
Exactly as expected, the relic altar would only affect level fighters below the king.
Despite not gaining any meaningful advantage for himself, Zhou Fan felt the relic altar would be very useful for the Wei Empire.
The relic altar can be used for a long period of time, seeing the concentration of energy in it.
Zhou Fan handed Wei Huan the prism jade, as he would not be in the palace continuously.
Regarding profits, Zhou Fan had already gained more than he had expected. Of the entire loot collected, Zhou Fan only obtained herbs.
In addition to herbs, be it gold coins, pills, weapons or books were handed over to the Empire. Although it sounds trivial, the herbs that are obtained do not play, even the value if exchanged for gold coins, more than ten times the amount of gold coins obtained from the loot.
...
It did not feel like it had been ten days for Zhou Fan in the palace after returning from the green coral village.
Zhou Fan who no longer had any interest in the Lotus city intended to return to the Black Stone city, but he had to stop by the White Chalk City to attend Qing Manlu's wedding invitation at the invitation of the Qing patriarch.
Without long consideration Zhou Fan assented to the wishes of Patriarch Qing, he set out together with the White Chalk City clan army that just so happened to be returning the same day.
It didn't take long, at high speed they had already entered White Chalk City in just a few hours.
Arriving at the Qing Clan's residence, Zhou Fan quickly went ahead of the elders who were still behind him.
Qing Si who was looking at Zhou Fan's rashness began to twitch his lips.
"Hey, where are you going?!"