444: Beast King Tide Strikes 444: Beast King Tide Strikes Jiang Fan was surprised.
His mind swiftly turned.
“The Iron Blood True Scripture comes from here.”
“Could there be some hidden connection between the scale and the Iron Blood True Scripture?”
He realized.
This scale was not just extraordinary on the surface.
“What is this? Let me have a look!”
Fan Xingkong’s old eyes burned as he stared at the scale.
Jiang Fan gripped the scale tightly, quietly staring back at him.
“I just want to have a look. Do you think I would snatch something from a junior?”
Fan Xingkong snorted heavily, his face showing an expression that brooked no argument.
A look?
If it wasn’t valuable, it wouldn’t matter.
If it was valuable, once it was in Fan Xingkong’s hands, how could it be given back to Jiang Fan?
Jiang Fan’s eyes flickered, his face showing a contemplative expression.
Fan Xingkong grew impatient, narrowing his eyes: “Something unearthed in the Holy Land of the Giant Sect.”
“Without my examination, even if it’s just a stone, you can’t take it away!”
As expected, the Giant Sect had no credibility at all.
Obviously, with this token, anything Jiang Fan dug up within a day should belong to him.
But now, there was a blatant threat.
No outside chance to take precious treasures.
After saying this, Fan Xingkong’s eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness.
At this moment, Jiang Fan smiled slightly, casually tossing the scale over.
“It’s just a scale.”
“If your sect can’t bear to part with it, then take it.”
“I don’t even want it.”
Fan Xingkong grabbed the scale, his face slightly relaxed.
Immediately, he closely inspected it.
Apart from being hard and slightly toxic, there was nothing special about it.
There were no cultivation technique inscriptions, nor were there any hidden rune messages.
Just an ordinary scale.
He couldn’t help but wonder: “Since it’s such an ordinary item, why keep it in a black box?”
“And why bury it so deep?”
“The Iron Blood True Scripture wasn’t even buried this deep.”
Unwilling, he used various secret techniques to try.
Burning, soaking, using Spiritual Liquid, and even found a Dual Cultivation disciple to infuse Spiritual Power.
None of it worked.
The scale showed no changes.
“It really is just an ordinary scale!” Fan Xingkong confirmed thoroughly.
Let out a long sigh.
Jiang Fan chuckled: “Since it’s an ordinary scale, your sect should keep it well.”
“I will advise other sect disciples not to trust the Giant Sect’s promises.”
“Even the Sect Master’s promises should be taken as nothing.”
“Otherwise, they’ll end up like me, wasting efforts.”
With that, he flicked his sleeve and leaped out of the pit.
Fan Xingkong’s face turned blue and red.
If it was valuable, sacrificing fame to keep it would be worth it.
But to ruin the Giant Sect’s Sect Master’s reputation for a worthless scale was not worth it.
He jumped up to follow and hummed: “What are you talking about?”
“I merely helped you examine it, when did I say I wanted to keep it?”