After the introduction, Xu Jiuyou and Nü Tu flew together toward the Emperor's throne deep within the Inheritance Hall. The treasures there were all supreme treasures suited to Nascent Soul cultivation.
In truth, he did not care how many treasures these disciples took.
So long as they did not betray the Azurewood Sect, they would sooner or later be "his own."
Moreover, cultivating techniques and spells required resource support, did it not?
The repair and maintenance of Dharma artifacts and magic treasures required professionals, did they not?
Therefore, none of this could be separated from the Azurewood Sect, much less Xu Changqing!
Doing so would not only earn the disciples' respect, but also win their hearts.
Soon, the two arrived near the throne.
The throne was not carved from jade, but condensed from an entire core of ten-thousand-year Mysterious Earth.
Its entire body was dark brown tinged with earthy yellow, gleaming with a warm, lustrous sheen. It bore the Earth Vein power of the entire cave dwelling, with earth-element Dao Resonance lingering around it. Merely approaching it brought a sense of vast, overwhelming pressure.
The throne itself was shaped like a mountain, its base broad and weighty, firmly rooted in the floor of the Inheritance Hall, as if it had naturally grown from the Earth Vein.
The base was engraved all over with densely packed ancient runes. Their grooves varied in depth, every one shining with earthy-yellow spiritual light, while fine golden edges intertwined between them.
The main body of the throne was slightly narrower than the base, tapering upward in a trapezoidal shape.
On either side of the main body stood a thick armrest, each formed by a coiled earth dragon.
The dragon heads hung low, their bodies winding around the armrests.
Their scales were distinctly visible, every scale