The True Treasure

Because of the Haunting Demon power.

Chen Fan had always kept watch over his state of mind, never allowing his emotions to stir rashly.

But at this moment, when he saw heaps upon heaps of precious ores casually piled across the hall, even someone as wealthy as him felt an intense greed rise in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lian Yun and Shi Zhongyu behind him, killing intent surging within him.

If he killed the two of them, these three chests and all the precious ores in the room would be his!

The instant that greed and killing intent rose in his heart, Chen Fan's body suddenly stiffened. The Star God Seal in his sea of consciousness blazed with spiritual light, and a cool current thundered into his mind.

Chen Fan froze.

He suddenly realized something was wrong!

These ores were indeed exceedingly precious and immensely valuable.

But the problem was that every ore present was one he recognized and knew the value of...

There was not a single one he did not recognize.

And as if by design, many of them happened to be precious ores White Lord needed for repairs.

That was a huge problem.

Who knew how many tens of thousands of years ago the Silver Demon God had lived?

Chen Fan absolutely did not believe that he would recognize every treasure and ore it had left behind, and that so many of them would coincidentally be things he needed.

And just as suspicion arose in Chen Fan's heart.

A faint call sounded by his ear.

"Chen Fan! Chen Fan!"

Chen Fan shuddered. "White Lord?"

White Lord's call drew nearer and nearer, gradually becoming clear beside Chen Fan's ear.

Chen Fan's vision blurred, and the scene around him abruptly changed