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As for Li Chengjie's younger brother, Li Chengjun, Xiao Yefeng had spoken to him once. Li Chengjun had no intention of following in his brother's footsteps, and the shop left behind by Li Chengjie was returned to Li Chengjun by Xiao Yefeng. Although he did not pursue his brother's path, he still preserved the shop and hired someone to manage it. The once-renowned Paper Offering Shop in the south had reopened but was now limited to selling funeral products.
Li Chengjun inherited the family’s talisman-making techniques, which were passed on to Xiao Yefeng. Since Li Chengjun was entrusted by his brother to help find a successor for these skills, it was no longer his concern. Thus, Xiao Yefeng's supply of talisman paper ran out again. As for the south, Xiao Yefeng had not returned in a long time. The person Li Chengjun hired was also a geomancer and considered an upright individual.
Thinking of this made Xiao Yefeng smile. He found it strange that after fighting for over a decade, completing life-and-death missions and earning money that all went towards renting Golden House Courtyard, he had actually spent very little time living there. With this thought, Xiao Yefeng decided that after this expedition to the ruins, he would return to Golden House Courtyard and stay for a while since he had spent so much money on the rent!
In fact, it wasn't just the talisman paper that had run out; the talisman brush he received from Yuan Xun also broke due to Xiao Yefeng's intense drawing of the Substitution Talisman. After all, the brush from Yuan Xun was only meant for inscribing Pseudo Spirit Realm talismans. The Substitution Talisman was classified between True Spirit and the central diameter of talismans; it was legendary that one brush could inscribe nearly ten Substitution Talismans.
As the moon traversed the stars, the first ray of sunlight shone into Xiao Yefeng's room in the early morning. The room was already empty. At this moment, Xiao Yefeng had packed his backpack and held a long rectangular gift box as he left. Inside the box was naturally the Soul Severing Sword. After all, in modern China, carrying a long sword around would attract too much attention, and since his backpack wasn’t long enough, Xiao Yefeng had no choice but to carry it like a gift box as they do in the West!
At the headquarters of the Metaphysics Society, located beneath the Film and Television Base, there were already more than ten people dressed in various styles—sportswear, suits, slippers, and shorts—standing around. However, each of them carried a large travel bag. Among these actors waiting to be extras at the Film and Television Base, they seemed quite ordinary compared to their surroundings. This peculiar mix of men and women of all ages would stand out anywhere else.
Yet here, it felt completely normal because nearby were soldiers from the Feudal Dynasty dressed in earth-toned military uniforms holding wooden pole guns and carrying flags from Wa Country—albeit covered in ketchup—along with immortals clad in wide-sleeved robes bearing long swords and even individuals dressed as monsters. Compared to these people, the group of over ten seemed utterly unremarkable aside from their unique backpacks.
When Xiao Yefeng arrived with his backpack and gift box, he blended into this crowd as the last person to join them. However, Jiang Xing had not yet arrived. This group of over ten were Xiao Yefeng's teammates; they were familiar faces. Most of them had been present when Xiao Yefeng was honing his Dao Heart and Spirit. However, aside from Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei, the other ten belonged to different factions—even Liu Entai, who had fought alongside them on Taiyu Island!
"What’s going on? Is Liu Qianpei also with Vice President Li?" Xiao Yefeng asked upon seeing Liu Entai standing with Li Xiangjun's group.
"Who isn't? I've received dozens of recruitment messages already! Luckily you’re here; otherwise I wouldn't know which side to stand on! Do you know how awkward it was just now?" Mo Fei whispered.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng scanned everyone around him and indeed found that they were all at True Spirit Realm of Hidden Energy level. Excluding Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei, the remaining ten were evenly split into two teams led by Liu Entai. On Li Xiangjun's side were three practitioners of Feng Shui Techniques at True Spirit Realm and two Ancient Warriors at Inner Force level; on the other side were two practitioners of Feng Shui Techniques at True Spirit Realm and three Ancient Warriors at Inner Force level. Even before entering the ruins, three factions had already emerged.
However, Xiao Yefeng did not sense any hostility directed toward him from anyone present. Before long, Jiang Xing appeared with Cao Man and Li Xiangjun as they exited the building and boarded a bus heading towards a remote military airport in Beijing North with a group of fifteen people.
Jiang Xing surveyed the crowd before speaking. "I won't waste words. I can tolerate healthy competition among you, but this time, national interests come first. No one is allowed to let me down. If we enter the ruins and are not scattered, we will unite against external threats. If we do get separated, quickly use the locator on your wrist to regroup. According to the information, this should be a ruin situated between the First Generation and the Second-Generation Deity, likely containing spiritual artifacts and Elixirs. I have only one request: try to secure everything for our side. As for distribution, there's no need to worry; it will be fairly allocated upon our return."
Finally, Jiang Xing added, "If you find any items like rings or bracelets inside the ruins, even if it costs you your life, make sure they stay in our hands. As for the reason, you all know what I mean without needing an introduction. Feng, I believe if you recall your last encounter with the Church's Pope, you'll understand what I'm referring to!"
"We're all Boundary Persons here; I'm not pressuring you as President. This time, sixty percent of what you gain in the ruins belongs to you, while the remaining forty percent goes to the association! Does anyone have any objections?" Jiang Xing reiterated the rules, which had already been accepted by everyone, so no one voiced any dissent.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng was lost in thought. What did his encounter with the Pope have to do with rings and bracelets? The Pope had held a White Jade Staff and wore no adornments on his wrists; he seemed to have a ring on one finger—yes! It was indeed a rather antiquated ring that he hadn't examined closely due to the urgency of the situation.
Now recalling it, that ring on the Pope's right hand seemed completely out of place with his aura. Pope Arthur wore a jeweled crown and sat on an ornate throne adorned with various gems; his White Jade Staff further enhanced his majestic presence. Yet amidst such opulence, one would expect a ring to be equally extravagant.
The ring appeared dull as iron; now that he thought about it, it resembled a piece of iron tossed into a fire pit and burned—Xiao Yefeng even remembered seeing rust spots on it. What did that signify?
As he pondered this, Xiao Yefeng recalled drinking the Dao Wine left by Scruffy Daoist and seeing two children and a man wielding a Flying Sword in his dream. Suddenly struck by realization, he turned to Mo Fei and exclaimed, "I know what that ring is! It must be a Spatial Ring capable of storing items!"
Mo Fei looked taken aback before responding, "No way! Is there really a treasure that can store items?"
Just as Xiao Yefeng was about to share what he had seen in his dream with Mo Fei, Jiang Xing approached them and said, "Of course there are such things; it's just that their existence is extremely rare. Currently, only three known Spatial Rings exist!"
"Three?" Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei exclaimed in shock.
"Don't get too excited; you'll see one of them shortly!" Li Xiangjun said with a smile.
At that moment, Cao Man also seemed in good spirits as he chuckled, "How fast things move! Back when we were young under President's guidance, we were just as excited as you are now!"
Xiao Yefeng looked at Jiang Xing's finger. Indeed, the normally unadorned Jiang Xing wore a stone ring on his right hand, its color slightly tinged with Azure Light. The ring emitted a faint Qi glow. When Jiang Xing noticed Xiao Yefeng's gaze, he smiled lightly and said nothing.
At that moment, Mo Fei curiously asked, "President! Whom do the three Spatial Rings belong to?"
"Haha! I knew you would ask that. Every time a newcomer joins the exploration of the ruins, this question comes up. Who wants to explain this time?" Jiang Xing seemed eager to ease the awkward atmosphere in the vehicle.
Cao Man then spoke up, "Last time it was Old Li's people, so this time it should be ours! Fan Dongqing! You go ahead!"
As soon as Cao Man finished speaking, a sturdy man dressed in tactical gear and carrying the largest backpack in Cao Man's team turned around and said, "Alright, the three known Spatial Rings are named World of the Gods, Azure Lint Stone Ring, and the long-lost Tungsten Steel Eagle Ring. Each is held by a significant figure!"
At this point, everyone glanced at Jiang Xing, who smiled and said, "Okay, let’s keep things light; don’t drag me into this. Fan, continue!"
Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei then realized that the World of the Gods was indeed the seemingly rusted crimson stone ring held by the Pope. The apparent rust marks were actually patterns from the stone itself; what appeared to be iron was actually made of stone. As for the Azure Lint Stone Ring, it was just as Xiao Yefeng had guessed—it was the ring on Jiang Xing's hand. The last one, the Tungsten Steel Eagle Ring, was known to be the only non-stone Spatial Ring among the three.
Unfortunately, no one knew what happened to the previous owner of the Tungsten Steel Eagle Ring, who was a member of the Demonic Path. He had fallen somewhere unknown, and since then, no one had seen anyone wielding the Tungsten Steel Eagle Ring in this circle; thus, it had effectively vanished without a trace.
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