Qu Jianlei truly had not expected there to be such an explanation.
He tried to explain, "I brought my comrades here. I felt that a hasty sacrifice would be disrespectful, and all of you seniors are worthy of it."
"There is no need for such formalities." Rarely, Hypocrite had actually said something like that.
"The best repayment for us is for you to strive to improve yourselves, sweep away all demons and monsters, and make the Human Race even stronger and more glorious!"
"Put away these irrelevant actions. As long as there is a ritual in your hearts, that is enough."
It was not just Qu Jianlei who sensed his thought; the others heard it as well and came forward one after another to pay their respects.
After the salutations, Qu Jianlei held up the Broken Axe. "I respectfully invite all seniors to identify a treasure."
This time, he wanted the big shots to help determine just what kind of item the Small Tripod was.
It was the only magical artifact that could not be stored in an Abode, so its origins were surely extraordinary.
It was precisely because the Small Tripod was inconvenient to carry that he had left it at Red Leaf Ridge and had no choice but to make a special trip back.
He placed the Broken Axe before the Small Tripod, yet the axe showed no reaction for a long while.
Everyone was waiting to watch the show. Even Bentley and the other Golden Core Realm cultivators who had not entered the Abode were secretly probing with their divine senses.
To their disappointment, a long time passed without the Broken Axe releasing any consciousness.
In the end, Hypocrite's Obsession flickered past. "Good stuff. Put away the Ritual Artifact."
Only after the Broken Axe entered the Abode