Chapter 1854 — The Wonder of the Seventh-Ranked One
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The five Hall Masters' faces changed; each hastily summoned his own treasure hall, and hall after hall came flying.
Their auras surged, and they surrounded Lan Yutian at the center of the hall, daring not to be careless in the least, as though facing a great enemy.
The aura about Lan Yutian grew ever denser, his bearing ever more outstanding; at this moment he was not himself, but Heavenly Lord Yu.
His gaze swept the great hall and found a meditation cushion set upon the seat of honor, along with many other cushions—this must be the place where Miluo Palace's master taught the Dao. The cushion on the seat of honor trailed rays of dao light upward like silken ribbons, strip upon strip; among the ribbons, primordial glyphs turned as purple light, flowing without cease. And beneath that cushion something seemed to bulge, as though something were hidden there.
Lan Yutian's figure flickered.
The five of Huadu were greatly alarmed and each struck at him—but all five hit empty air. Lan Yutian's speed was inconceivable; their five divine powers collided with one another, bursting with a heaven-shaking roar.
The five of Huadu each withdrew their strength, only to see that Lan Yutian had already reached the cushion and picked it up. The five of Huadu were shocked and furious, when suddenly Lan Yutian gave a soft sound of surprise.
The five of Huadu peered closer, and each gave a soft sound of surprise as well. Beneath the cushion was nothing at all.
Then the eyes of Huadu and the others, together with Lan Yutian's, fell upon that cushion.
Since there was no treasure beneath the cushion, then the treasure must be the meditation cushion of Miluo Palace's master itself. "Could this cushion have been given to Miluo Palace's master by the seventh Young Master?
" All were bewildered; the Hall Masters, Huadu among them, knew nothing of the story behind it. They knew only that Young Master Hundun, though the last of the seven Young Masters, was the most ancient of them—so ancient that as early as the first cosmic epoch, Miluo Palace's master had already met the seventh Young Master.
Perhaps this cushion truly had been given by Shen Mu to Miluo Palace's master.
Shen Mu's reputation in ages past was poor, and at once their thoughts turned to darker possibilities. "If the seventh Young Master gave a cushion to our teacher, it must be to borrow our teacher's Great Dao and refine the cushion into a supreme treasure! " "Put down the cushion!
" The five came at him with all speed.
Lan Yutian raised the cushion and met the five Hall Masters' attack—he was eager to see the power of this treasure.
Boom!
The cushion was shattered utterly, beaten by the five Hall Masters into a mass of chaotic qi.
Huadu and the others and Lan Yutian alike were dumbstruck, watching the mass of chaotic qi fall to the ground, at a loss.
Just then the chaotic qi struck the ground with a clear, ringing note; the qi gathered and condensed, transforming into another treasure—the treasure of Young Master Hundun, the seventh.
The corners of Huadu's and the others' eyes twitched.
The cushion had indeed been a treasure given by the seventh Young Master to Miluo Palace's master, and its purpose had indeed been to borrow the master's Great Dao to refine a treasure for him. But the process of refining this treasure, and the means by which it was refined, were unlike anything any of them had imagined. Only by destroying the cushion could this treasure truly be refined.
That is to say, Shen Mu had never refined this strange treasure at all; the ones who refined it were Miluo Palace's master and Hall Master Huadu and the rest.
Shen Mu had merely borrowed their hands to refine this treasure for himself.
"The legend in the Jade Capital City that our teacher suppressed the seventh Young Master's strange treasure, pressing it beneath a cushion—most likely the seventh Young Master himself spread it!