It's a Dragon!
The secret chamber rumbled loudly, and the commotion quickly reached the ears of the other members of the Limitless Sect.
The sect leader's residence was some distance from the banquet hall. The children, hearing the loud noises coming from inside the sect leader's room, were worried that something had happened, but they had also been ordered by the sect leader not to enter at will, so they were very anxious.
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Zhuoxue was retrieving her scales from the secret chamber.
The dragon scale armor detached itself the moment it touched its master. Countless dragon scales flew up and formed a phantom of a dragon, swirling and dancing around Jiang Zhuoxue before finally merging into his black clothes.
No one saw that beneath the black robes, dragon scales clung to Jiang Zhuoxue's skin, like a prodigal son who had been away from home for a long time finally returning home.
After the last dragon scale was absorbed into his body, Jiang Zhuoxue slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. Without the scale, he had lost a layer of armor, making him more vulnerable to injury in battle.
Now that his scales have finally returned, Jiang Zhuoxue felt the warmth of being protected and the strength that had been restored, and deeply felt that it would be good to have this happen more often in the future.
This Black Scale Battle Armor must have been very important to Sect Master Wu; the moment the armor disappeared, the entire secret chamber trembled.
During the banquet, Sang Ying glanced down and noticed the communication talisman flashing at her waist. She immediately excused herself to go out for some fresh air and left the banquet.
Not long after she left, she returned to her seat with Jiang Zhuoxue.
The two were out for a short time and were low-key, so no one paid much attention.
But as soon as the two of them sat down, Sect Master Wu, who was at the head of the table, immediately changed his expression.
He gave a few instructions to the elders beside him and then immediately left the venue. Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue watched quietly without making any move.
Not long after Sect Master Wu left, a blue-robed elder stepped forward. "Everyone, the Sect Leader has encountered some minor matters, so we will be keeping him company for the time being. Tonight's banquet is to express our gratitude to the fellow Daoists of the Immortal Spirit Realm for their help. The fellow Daoists of the Immortal Spirit Realm will be leaving this place soon, so let's drink until we drop tonight!"
He raised his hand and toasted Ji Fucang and the others, saying, "You are all great benefactors of my Black Tortoise Realm. You are not allowed to leave early today, or I will have to arrange for my disciples to wait outside and ambush you."
That elder was usually taciturn, but he was very useful in crucial moments.
His words seemed perfectly normal to others, but Sang Ying and the other woman immediately realized that Sect Master Wu had noticed something was amiss and was asking him to help him intercept the person!
"It seems that what you took is very important to Sect Master Wu," Sang Ying said, looking at Jiang Zhuoxue's more vibrant complexion.
Jiang Zhuoxue didn't answer, but was curious about what expression the other person would have after seeing her secret room.
"Oh right, I also got some small things from him as compensation. Take a look and see if there's anything you don't like, then pick it out and give it away. The rest are yours." Jiang Zhuoxue seemed to have just remembered something, and stuffed a bulging Storage Bag into Sang Ying.
Sang Ying looked down and, sure enough, saw countless dazzling treasures in the Storage Bag.
"You didn't just take some small things, you practically emptied someone's treasure trove!" Sang Ying helplessly. She knew Jiang Zhuoxue was vindictive, but she never expected him to be so bold tonight.
Taking back what was rightfully his would probably be enough to anger Sect Master Wu; if this room is filled with treasures as well, Sect Master Wu will likely not be able to sleep well tonight.
In fact, he not only couldn't sleep well, but when Sect Master Wu saw his empty secret room, he almost fainted on the spot!
He suppressed his anger and strode to where the dragon scale armor was placed. When he saw that the rack that used to hang the armor was now just a bare pole and a few pieces of cloth, Sect Master Wu felt as if his heart was bleeding.
None of the treasures in the entire room are as valuable as this armor. He might be sad for a while if he lost other things, but if he lost this treasure, his heart would break!
This item is a secret treasure of the Limitless Sect. It was this armor that enabled the Limitless Sect to achieve its current status.
Later, the armor was passed down to the current Sect Master Wu. Although Sect Master Wu could not make it acknowledge him as its master and serve him like the previous sect masters, the residual dragon breath on it still helped Sect Master Wu, allowing him to cultivate much faster than ordinary people.
He originally planned to use the power of the armor to break through to the Body Integration Realm after returning from the Hidden Moon Forest, and eventually aim for the Tribulation Transcendence Realm and ascension.
Who would have thought that a mere banquet would cause him to lose so many treasures!
Sect Master Wu clutched his chest, feeling as if he could barely breathe.
"Sect Master, are you alright?" a young boy asked cautiously as he approached.
Sect Master Wu's face was cold, his eyes brimming with a terrifying storm. "Send a message to the elders: the person who stole the sect's most precious treasure is definitely among this group of people at the banquet. Do not let them leave; we must find the real culprit!"
Under no circumstances should the Black Scale Battle Armor fall into the hands of outsiders!
Sect Master Wu was determined to protect the armor even if it meant tearing off all pretenses. As soon as the news spread, the elders on the platform all changed their expressions.
But today, those present were not only minor cultivators from the Immortal Spirit Realm, but also sect leaders from other sects. Even if they were willing to tear off the mask and search everyone, the Limitless Sect truly did not have the ability to withstand an attack from all the sects.
Moreover, they had never even seen the so-called treasure; it was just the sect leader talking about it from beginning to end. The elders were at a loss for what to do.
They have never experienced the benefits of this treasure, yet they dare to offend people by speaking out about it.
The elders remained silent for a moment, none of them daring to stand up and speak.
But soon, Sect Master Wu's message came again. "Quick! Find the person who took the treasure. He's not human, he's a dragon!"
The elders immediately covered their communication talismans and looked up to search for the others. Only after confirming that no one around them had noticed their unusual behavior did they breathe a sigh of relief.
But what did the sect leader just say? The person who stole the treasure was... a dragon?!
On the other end of the communication talisman, Sect Master Wu looked at the aura cluster belonging to the thief in his hand, which he had just collected from the secret chamber.
Slowly absorbing this aura, it turned out to be exactly the same as the dragon breath emanating from the armor earlier!
Sect Master Wu glanced at the empty clothes rack, his dark expression brightening once more. How could he forget? This armor was made of dragon scales, and who else but its true owner could have taken it away so silently?
"Hahahaha..." He couldn't help but laugh out loud. He had thought that dragons no longer existed in the world, but who would have thought that he would live to see this day!
Excellent! It was too lenient of that wicked dragon to only pluck its scales and teeth back then. This time, he'll make sure that beast leaves behind all its flesh!
A note from the author:
Jiang Zhuoxue: What, is it my turn?
Sparrow: Hehehehehehe