The Secret Vault was a six-story pavilion at the center of the Pacification Commission. The Divine Weapon Pavilion mirrored it perfectly, also spanning six floors, except that it was underground.
Like the Secret Vault, the Divine Weapon Pavilion housed all manner of strange and wondrous weapons.
But divine weapons were the last thing Cao Jinxing lacked now.
The Embroidered Spring Saber, the Snow Soul Sword, the Ten-Thousand-Stone Bow, and even the Jiao-Shark Bone Flute... an ordinary person would be fortunate to own just one, yet he was worrying about where to put them all.
Cao Jinxing wanted to exchange his chance to choose a divine weapon for another Fifth-Rank Technique, but Liu Zhenyuan smiled and said, "Go take a look first. If you still don't want anything afterward, we can talk."
As they walked down the corridor.
Cao Jinxing remained puzzled. "Old Shen, what do you think..."
Shen Xiang rolled his eyes. "Call me Twelfth Brother! You've already conned a bottle of spirit pills out of me, and now you're getting familiar? Do you still want it or not?"
Cao Jinxing grinned. "I do, I do. Twelfth Brother, what do you think Eldest Brother meant?"
Shen Xiang snorted, then thought for a moment. "Probably wants to broaden your horizons. I don't know much about the Divine Weapon Pavilion. My sword belongs to my sect, and I'm not interested in other weapons, so I've hardly ever been inside."
As they talked, they entered the Secret Vault's gates. The old Daoist from Dragon-Tiger Mountain was drinking, and it was the plum wine Cao Jinxing had brought back from Miao territory last time.
"You're back?"
Seeing Cao Jinxing, the old Daoist greeted him.
Cao Jinxing waved. "Just wait, Senior. I brought back plenty of exotic beast meat from Liaodong. I'll bring some over