"Ancient encrypted script? Could it be that this Heavenly Fire Cauldron is also a product of the Ancient Era? I wonder where they got it from."
Looking at the densely packed runes on the blueprint, Song Changsheng raised his brow, deeply surprised. Over the years, he had learned quite a few ancient scripts bit by bit—more than twenty varieties in all, ranging from the remote ancient times to the more recent ancient periods.
Some even belonged to Alien Races.
Yet he had never so much as heard of the ancient writing depicted on the blueprint, indicating that it was a relatively obscure script. This reminded him of the encrypted scripts developed by cultivation sects during the Ancient Era specifically to prevent the scriptures and ancient texts within their sects from being leaked.
These encrypted scripts conformed secretly to the Law Dao Rhyme of the Heavenly Dao; ordinary minor sects and clans simply lacked the ability to create them. From this point alone, the Artifact Forger who had refined the Heavenly Fire Cauldron likely came from no ordinary background.
These encrypted scripts must also hold some special significance for Hundred Herbs Hall. Otherwise, they would not still be obsessing over the Heavenly Fire Cauldron after so many years, nor would they have asked him to make a replica.
Given Hundred Herbs Hall's foundations, acquiring a Spirit Treasure was hardly difficult. Wanlong Merchant Association could settle the matter.
Song Changsheng grew increasingly curious about how the Vast Righteousness Alliance had stolen the Heavenly Fire Cauldron without anyone noticing. Judging by how highly Hundred Herbs Hall valued it, the place where the cauldron had been kept must have been heavily guarded. Yet it had simply been stolen away—there was something rather inconceivable about it.
Not even if Ling Mou had personally acted should