The Cui Estate's family banquet was enjoyed to the fullest by host and guests alike. It was not until night fell that Chu Feng left the Cui Estate.
Early the next morning, after waiting for Cui Jingxian to finish handling his many affairs, Chu Feng followed him to the Demon Suppression Division's Martial Repository.
Cui Jingxian held a dragon-patterned jade pendant and slowly walked before an ancient stone stele at the center of the Martial Repository.
He raised his hand and set the jade pendant into the indentation at the center of the stele. With a soft click, the thirty-foot-tall stone stele trembled faintly, dust sifting from its surface as though an ancient aura were gradually awakening.
Chu Feng stood to one side, his gaze narrowing slightly. He knew full well that a supreme divine art capable of helping a martial artist break through to the Blood-Exchange Martial Saint Realm could not be opened so easily with a single key.
Sure enough, Cui Jingxian's hands flew as he formed one profound hand seal after another. Streams of light flowed from his fingertips as they precisely struck the hidden inscriptions all around the stone stele.
In an instant, a blazing great sun rose behind him. Fierce golden light poured down like a waterfall, every strand sinking into the stone stele.
The jade pendant was the key, the hand seals the guide, and the martial arts mark the proof. Only when all three became one was the stone stele truly opened.
Unless someone could breach the Demon Suppression Division's defenses and uproot the entire stone stele, the divine arts and wondrous methods upon it could never be stolen.
After three breaths, the stone stele suddenly erupted with dazzling golden radiance. Countless golden ancient characters surged from within it, flowing and winding over