Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 179: Chapter 14 Heavenly Fire Rumors

Storm Town, located in the central region of Storm Plain, bustled with people coming and going, a hive of activity.

This was the footfall of countless cultivators entering the Storm Plain for adventure.

Lin Feng arrived in the midst of Storm Town.

On the main street, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares were incessant.

Around him, shops stood shoulder to shoulder, and many traders vied for attention.

“Ladies and gentlemen, come take a look, a newly unearthed Ancient Magical Artifact!”

Someone was shouting in the distance, causing a stir. The sale of Ancient Magical Artifacts naturally alarmed all corners.

Many people rushed over.

Lin Feng also went up to have a look, seeing the vendor’s stall laid out on the ground with a dazzling array of items.

Mostly shattered pots, porcelain, a few rusty weapons, and several nearly decomposed scrolls.

“Damn, these are Ancient Magical Artifacts?”

Many rolled their eyes, feeling deceived by the Dead Fatty stall owner.

The fatty said, “Gentlemen, I’m not boasting, but these items, they’ve been excavated from the cave mansion of an ancient powerhouse, they are all treasures. You won’t suffer any loss nor be duped if you buy them!”

“Damn it, keep those broken things for your own night pot,” someone sneered, unconvinced and prepared to leave.

“Gentlemen, don’t go, look at these five scrolls, each records a powerful and mysterious Ancient Secret Technique,” the fatty called out.

“Really?” Someone hesitated, stopping.

“Of course,” the fatty nodded.

Then someone crouched down to flip through the scrolls.

However, the ages were too distant, and many pages had completely rotted away, with content missing.

And in some places, the writing was blurred and indecipherable.

“What a worthless scroll!”

The one perusing the scroll spoke up, tossing the scroll onto the ground before striding away.

“Gentlemen, please wait, not all scrolls are illegible, look at this sack, its faded lines recorded words like ‘Heavenly Fire,’ it might be related to Heavenly Fire. You could go to that repair shop around the corner to have it restored, who knows, you might find news about the Heavenly Fire. That would be striking it rich…” the fatty called out.

“Keep it for yourself,” the others, uninterested, turned and left.

“May I see the scroll you mentioned?” At that moment, a young man stepped forward.

The fatty’s face was stacked with smiles, as if to say, thank heavens, finally someone took the bait.

“Young brother, I can tell you’re different from those ordinary folk. With your imposing presence and striking handsomeness, there’s a noble destiny in your brows—you must be fated to obtain an incredible opportunity. The Heavenly Fire is destined for you.”

The fatty was quite the smooth-talker, delivering a long spiel before handing the tattered scroll to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng flipped through it, and although it was severely damaged, he did indeed see the words “Heavenly Fire” in one corner, which slightly startled him.

Heavenly Fire was born at the beginning of creation.

Integrating the Refining Sky Fire into one’s body, as the Fire Kirin said, was truly a defiance of heaven, but now the Heavenly Fire was nowhere to be found.

After all, eons had passed.

The seventy-two types of Heavenly Fire had also gradually faded with the passage of time—it was a common occurrence.

“I’ll take this scroll,” said Lin Feng.

“100,000 taels of silver,” the fatty chuckled with a sly grin.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, “For a piece of trash, why don’t you just go rob someone?”

“But this was found within Ancient Relics,” the fatty argued.

“Then I don’t want it,” Lin Feng turned to leave.

“Fifty thousand,” the fatty gritted his teeth.

“Ten thousand at most.”

“Deal.”

In the end, the battered scroll was sold for ten thousand taels of silver. The fatty still wore a delighted expression, clearly thinking he’d made a huge profit.

However, if the scroll truly contained news of the Heavenly Fire, let alone a mere ten thousand taels, even a mountain of gold and a sea of silver couldn’t compare in value.

“There’s a repair shop ahead where they can fix various items, you should take a look,” suggested the fatty.

“Mm,” Lin Feng nodded, and left with the Fire Kirin.

“You don’t actually believe this trash has information about the Heavenly Fire, do you?” the Fire Kirin snorted.

Lin Feng replied, “Although it seems unlikely, what if it’s true?”

The Fire Kirin nodded, and together with Lin Feng, they approached the repair shop around the corner.

The sign outside listed prices for repairing various items.

“Restoring an ordinary Divine weapon, 1,000 taels of silver per session.”

“Restoring Low-level Magical Artifacts, 10,000 taels of silver per session.”

“Restoring Low-grade Flying Swords, 20,000 taels of silver per session.”

“Restoring…”

The list included dozens of items that could be repaired.

Lin Feng and the Fire Kirin entered the shop.

The establishment gave Lin Feng an eerie sensation; behind the counter stood a lean old man with deep-set eyes and somber pupils, his gaze chilling to the core.

Lin Feng walked over, took out the scroll, and said, “I’d like to have the text on this scroll restored, I wonder if it can be done?”

“Restoring ancient scrolls, 3,000 taels of silver,” said the old man.

Lin Feng handed over 3,000 silver notes to the elder.

Then the old man took out some tools, such as some magical liquids, and began to restore the text on the scroll.

An hour later.

The old man announced, “Done, it’s finished.”

Approaching the counter, Lin Feng inspected the scroll and frowned slightly because the old man had only managed to restore a few dozen characters.

The elder spoke, “The scroll was severely damaged, restoring it to this extent is already quite remarkable.”

“Mm,” Lin Feng nodded and began to examine the restored content on the scroll.

Since there wasn’t much content restored, it was naturally incomplete. Lin Feng only glimpsed sporadic words.

Heavenly Fire… Storm Plain… Purple Flame Earth Core Fire…

Apart from that, there was no other content.

Lin Feng showed the Fire Kirin the text on the scroll.

The Fire Kirin wore a contemplative expression.

The Storm Plain was simply too vast; finding the Heavenly Fire there was an almost impossible task.

This made Lin Feng feel quite regretful as the clues were too sparse to find many valuable leads.

At that moment, the old man said, “What, you want to find the Heavenly Fire?”

Lin Feng nodded, “Indeed, I have that intention.”

“I’ve heard a piece of news,” the elder’s voice held a chill.

“Please do share, elder,” Lin Feng asked with a clasped fist.

The elder revealed, “Deep within the Storm Plain, inside Eternal Demon Mountain, there’s a rumor that a Heavenly Fire Spirit fell within it. If the rumor is true, then the Heavenly Fire Origin should still be inside Eternal Demon Mountain.”