Spirit Vessel

“Such a fast ship!” One beast king looked up. It had a body the size of a mountain and looked like a pig with a sharp and massive horn.

The river of blood continued to boil by its side.

The woman’s name was Yaoyao. She glanced over at the ship with a hint of excitement in her eyes: “It’s not a bad one at all, just a bit broken.”

“It’s quite large and probably enough to take the entire treasury. What a shame.” The 2,300-year-old rabbit was nibbling on a ten-meter-long golden ginseng like it was a turnip.

It dug this ginseng out of an ancient alchemy farm. The thing was more than 7,000 years old. It had eaten half of it and didn’t seem too impressed.

“Who was that up there? Why didn’t the demon spirits from the twelve forbidden grounds attack? Is it a demon sent from Firmament World?” The third beast king spoke.

Yaoyao stroked her dog and shook her head: “This place is ruined and has been abandoned for too long. Worthwhile items have been taken away since the old era. Even the central dynasties don’t give a damn about it. Who knows if this demonic treasury is still around?”

“Right, this place is also full of dangerous seeds, I wonder what that sixth central dynasty is thinking? How come they don’t care about it at all? My grandpa has brought this up before.” The rabbit wondered while eating. Its eyes looked like two balls made out of steel, several times bigger than a water jar.

“Hmm, the items left behind here aren’t that precious for those from the sixth central region. They only consider this a grave or a battlefield of the previous interracial war. Or, maybe they have simply forgotten. The sixth central dynasty is strong enough to threaten Firmament so this tiny area isn’t much.”

“That’s better for us. I only hope we don’t meet the twelve demon spirits, it’ll be problematic then.”

“Any of them will be troublesome. If we meet two, we’ll be stuck here for a few hundred years. As for three... hmmm...”

“Maybe we won’t meet any of them if we follow that ship.” Yaoyao’s eyes narrowed.