Incense and Fire Treasure Artifact

The attendant was slightly taken aback, then his expression turned serious. "Since you, honored guest, can travel far and wide, you must possess great Spiritual Power. However, Great River City might be a bit turbulent lately. Although it may be nothing to you, to avoid disturbing your pleasant mood, it's best if you don't go to secluded places tonight."

Recalling his recent encounter and combining it with the attendant's reminder, Huang Huai was now certain that Great River City at night was likely not as peaceful as it appeared in the daytime. The thought flashed through his mind, and Huang Huai smiled at the attendant without changing his expression. "Thank you, little brother!"

The attendant retreated. Huang Huai casually closed the courtyard gate and walked towards the main house in the center.

In the lobby of the Ping'an Inn, the innkeeper saw the attendant return with a beaming smile and said, "It looks like you got a tip, kid!"

The attendant chuckled. "Third Uncle, my eyes have never mistaken a person. This guest looks like an ordinary person at first glance, but he's definitely someone who's hiding their true strength!"

The innkeeper trusted his nephew's judgment quite a bit. Being idle at the moment, he was surprised to hear this. "He looks like an ordinary person to me. Where did you see that he's hiding his strength? Don't tell me you're blinded by the tip he gave you."

The attendant immediately became anxious. "Third Uncle, you can doubt anything else, but you can't doubt your nephew's ability to judge people."

Seeing the attendant's anxiety, the innkeeper calmly chuckled. "Then tell me, how did you determine that he's hiding his strength?"

The attendant immediately put on a mysterious look. "Third Uncle, do you know what I saw on this guest's wrist just now?"

The innkeeper asked in surprise, "What?"

"An Incense and Fire Treasure Artifact! It was a string of extremely precious Purple Sandalwood beads, and within the beads, there was a thumb-sized jade statue."

Even the innkeeper's face showed a hint of solemnity. In this world, when it involved a statue, no amount of importance was too much.

Seeing his uncle's reaction, the attendant continued, "Let's not even talk about the preciousness of the sandalwood. It's always been the raw material for making top-tier statues or incense. Can someone who uses it to make a bracelet be simple? The most crucial thing is that statue, carved from what looks like high-quality jade. Although I didn't get a clear look at whose divine being it depicted, since it's an item worn on their person, it's highly likely a treasure that a powerful individual specifically forged for their juniors to protect themselves – an Incense and Fire Treasure Artifact."

The innkeeper couldn't help but say with some envy, "An Incense and Fire Treasure Artifact... that's a treasure that at least a third-realm expert would have the spare capacity to refine. If it's a treasure refined by an even more powerful being, it's said to rival true divine artifacts. Even an ordinary person could suppress and kill a High God with its aid."

The attendant's eyes were also filled with longing. "Yes, if I could have an Incense and Fire Treasure Artifact for protection, I would die with no regrets..."

With a bang, the innkeeper casually threw a book at the attendant's head. "You're really dreaming, kid. Treasures like Incense and Fire Treasure Artifacts are not something you can even think about."

He then looked at the attendant. "Since the guest's background is extraordinary, you better serve him well. Perhaps if the honored guest is pleased, even a little something that slips through his fingers could benefit you immensely!"

The attendant nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Huang Huai entered the main room and looked around. The room was antique and filled with a unique scent.

He casually placed the backpack he had carried all day on the table. Huang Huai first walked around the courtyard. Besides the main hall, the small courtyard also had a study with a bookshelf and some books, as well as a very spacious bedroom.

Now sitting in the living room, drinking tea, Huang Huai couldn't help but recall his recent experience. He was certain that the feeling of being targeted by some terrifying existence was not an illusion. Especially recalling those eyes in the darkness that made his heart palpitate, it still sent a chill down his spine.

He abruptly took a sip of the warm tea, his hands gripping the teacup as if seeking warmth from it.

"What kind of world is this? Since there are Divine Demon Blessings that can be called miracles, there are probably also God, Demon, and Malevolent Spirits that wreak havoc, right!"

After a while, having finished the cup of tea and feeling a bit warmer, he stood up. Huang Huai first put his backpack in the bedroom, then walked through the hall into the adjacent study. His gaze naturally fell upon the row of books on the bookshelf.

Looking at the neatly arranged books, Huang Huai's eyes lit up. He was completely bewildered about the specific situation in this world, and weren't these books the best source of information about this world?

With this thought, Huang Huai quickly stepped forward, his gaze falling on the books. He casually pulled one out and opened it. When he saw the font clearly, Huang Huai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, they were traditional Chinese characters. Although he could only recognize most of them, the fundamental principles remained the same, and he could roughly understand the meaning by guessing.

For example, the book he opened was titled "Biography of the Blazing Sun High God." According to the preface, its content narrated the life story of a cultivator named the Blazing Sun High God.

Huang Huai subconsciously wanted to find history books, so after a brief glance at the biography in his hand, he looked back at the bookshelf.

There were dozens, perhaps a hundred, books on the shelf, which was quite a lot. However, at first glance, nine out of ten were biographies.

There were titles like "Biography of the Taian Guangning Demon Subduing High God," "Biography of the Dongping Eight-Armed High God," and "Biography of the Heyang Ox Demon High God." There were no history books that Huang Huai was looking for.

With a clang, Huang Huai, who was lost in thought looking at these biographies, was startled. He suddenly looked up in the direction of the sound. He saw that the window of the study, which had been open, was blown by the wind, and one of the window panes hit the frame, making a noise.

He looked at the creaking window swaying in the wind, then at the dark night sky outside. The pair of crazed eyes that had left such a deep impression on him resurfaced in Huang Huai's mind, and a sense of crisis arose within him.

After glancing at the study, Huang Huai immediately went to the main hall.

Jingle bells, a ringing sound was heard. The attendant, who was with the innkeeper guessing what kind of divine being Huang Huai was and what kind of powerful background he had, came running over and respectfully asked Huang Huai, "Does the honored guest require anything?"

Although he didn't know why the attendant seemed even more respectful than before, Huang Huai didn't think too much about it. He merely glanced at the attendant, put on a show, and casually tossed a Silver Gourd Seed to the attendant. "I'd like some peace and quiet here for the next couple of days..."