8mi Chapter 315 Level 8 Treasure Chest Has Dropped
Chapter 315 Level 8 Treasure Chest Has Dropped
Receiving Chen Changsheng's gaze, the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix remained unmoved, then withdrew its gaze and continued to rest with its eyes closed.
Chen Changsheng paid no attention to this, thinking to himself:
"Even a mount under the command of a sage possesses the cultivation of a quasi-sage; this is the foundation of a sage's power!"
Suddenly, Chen Changsheng thought of something.
"This seven-colored divine phoenix is also a member of the phoenix clan."
"Speaking of which, the descendants of their ancestor are still within me!"
Earlier, Chen Changsheng had dug out a giant egg in the Six-Eared Macaque's dojo.
The giant egg contained the Golden-Winged Roc, a descendant of the Ancestral Phoenix.
After a moment's thought, Chen Changsheng didn't dwell on it and walked across the square with Yang Chan and Ling Zhuzi.
As they passed the sacred phoenix tree, the seven-colored phoenix, which had been keeping its eyes closed, suddenly sensed something, opened its eyes, and stared straight at Chen Changsheng.
This sudden turn of events left Lingzhuzi and Yang Chan completely bewildered.
"Seven-Colored Senior!"
"This is my husband, Chen Changsheng. He has come here at the summons of our master."
After a slight pause, Yang Chan quickly spoke.
His worried expression clearly indicated that he was concerned the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix might do something to harm Chen Changsheng.
Although Chen Changsheng possessed the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix was a Quasi-Saint.
The Seven-Colored Phoenix ignored what Yang Chan said, its eyes, as bright as seven-colored glass, remaining fixed on Chen Changsheng.
"Um?"
Being stared at like that by the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix, Chen Changsheng was slightly taken aback, his thoughts racing.
"What's going on?"
"Could it be... that this seven-colored phoenix sensed the aura of the Golden-Winged Roc within me?"
"That shouldn't be happening!"
"The Golden-Winged Roc hasn't even been conceived yet."
Chen Changsheng's mind raced, and he quickly regained his senses, bowing deeply to the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix:
"Chen Changsheng, a disciple of the Jie Sect, greets Senior Seven Colors."
Upon hearing what Chen Changsheng said, the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix did not respond, but instead began to have doubts.
"strangeness!"
"Why does this human being give me such a familiar aura?"
"That aura was very subtle, and it seemed to be from the noble Phoenix Clan of the same origin."
"That's not right!"
"This person is clearly of human origin."
The Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix hesitated to herself, as she hadn't noticed it when it was some distance away.
As Chen Changsheng and his companions passed by, the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix immediately sensed an aura resonating deep within his bloodline emanating from him.
"Could it be that my long-term service to the Holy Mother has tainted my senses with the aura of human creation emanating from her, causing a misinterpretation?"
The seven-colored phoenix muttered to itself, then didn't dwell on it any longer. It glanced at Chen Changsheng and the other two, and said calmly:
Go!
With that, the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix closed its eyes again.
"Whoosh!"
Upon seeing this, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
"It seems that the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix has most likely sensed something about me."
"As expected of a Phoenix Clan member at the Quasi-Saint level."
After a moment's thought, Chen Changsheng didn't delay and continued walking with Yang Chan and Ling Zhuzi toward the main hall not far away.
Before long, the three of them arrived outside the Nuwa Palace.
"Junior Sister, Fellow Daoist Chen!"
"Master is already waiting inside the hall. Please come in."
Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng and Yang Chan nodded slightly and then stepped into the Nuwa Palace.
Upon entering the hall, one finds no magnificent or resplendent decorations, but rather a sense of vastness and ethereal beauty that evokes a feeling of returning to simplicity.
The dome of the main hall seemed to contain the stars of the heavens, dazzlingly bright.
On the ground, it appears as if the veins of mountains and rivers flow through it.
The entire hall was enveloped in the aura of creation, mysterious and sacred.
At this moment, a figure sat quietly on a prayer mat directly in front of the main hall.
The figure was dressed in an elegant palace gown, with stunning beauty and an aura of transcendence emanating from her entire being.
Who else could it be but the sage Nuwa?
Although the Sage Nuwa did not deliberately exude the pressure of a sage, she simply sat there, and this space-time naturally revolved around her.
Upon seeing the Sage Nuwa, Yang Chan and Lingzhuzi immediately knelt and bowed in respect:
"Greetings, Master!"
Upon seeing this, Chen Changsheng bowed deeply to the Sage Nuwa, showing the respect due to a junior, and said loudly:
"Chen Changsheng, a junior of the human race, pays respects to the Holy Mother."
Chen Changsheng naturally held Nuwa, the sage, in high esteem.
After all, the other party was the Holy Mother of Humanity, who created humans from clay and became a saint.
Chen Changsheng, too, was of human origin.
This ceremony is not only an expression of reverence for the sage, but also a sign of respect from the human race for the progenitor of creation.
"Um."
Nuwa responded softly, her gaze passing directly past Yang Chan and Lingzhuzi, landing on Chen Changsheng.
Upon closer inspection, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Sage Nuwa, who was deeply shocked.
As a sage, she was naturally fully aware of Yang Chan's background.
As a saint, she naturally wouldn't easily accept disciples.
By bringing Yang Chan under her wing, the Sage Nuwa also intended to secure a share of fortune in the future great calamity.
She had also heard of Yang Chan's husband, Chen Changsheng.
However, upon seeing him today, the Sage Nuwa immediately realized that Chen Changsheng's cultivation had actually reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Moreover, its foundation is incredibly deep, and within its body lies a powerful force interwoven with Daoist principles.
"Isn't he just an ordinary mortal?"
"Even if one were fortunate enough to join the Jie Sect, one shouldn't have been able to cultivate to the Great Luo Golden Immortal level in such a short time, right?"
The sage Nuwa was secretly surprised and suspicious.
You should know that Yang Chan has become her disciple, and with the personal guidance of this saint, she has cultivated to this day, but she has not yet become a true Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Chen Changsheng, on the other hand, was merely a disciple of Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect.
Such an achievement in such a short time was something that even the sage Nuwa had not expected.
After all, the current prehistoric era is not like the past.
For a living being to elevate its cultivation to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm is already considered top-tier.
Chen Changsheng's cultivation speed is indeed astonishing.
Although she was deeply shocked, the saint Nuwa remained extremely calm on her face.
Seeing that the Sage Nuwa was staring intently at Chen Changsheng without saying a word, Yang Chan, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but feel nervous. Her lips trembled, but she didn't know whether she should speak.
Chen Changsheng exchanged a brief glance with the Sage Nuwa, and a chill ran through him as he muttered to himself:
"What's going on?"
"Why is this sage Nuwa looking at me like that?"
"Could it be... that you've figured something out?"
Just as Chen Changsheng was wondering, a system notification suddenly sounded in his mind:
【Ding! 】
[The host is located in a place where special Daoist energy converges!]
[Level 8 Treasure Chest has dropped!]
[Start treasure hunting?]
Upon hearing the system's notification, Chen Changsheng was startled, and a flash of joy quickly crossed his eyes.
On his way here, he had been wondering if there would be any treasures to be found during his audience with the goddess Nuwa, and to his surprise, there really were.