All Chapters of Dawn of the Gods: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

The bidder was Chu Xuan. He was sneering toward Xiao Chen. The old man next to him kept gesturing him, but he ignored it. He still sneered at Xiao Chen. At this time, almost everyone had been stunned for a while, even Chu Meng. After a while, the people on the first floor looked at Chu Xuan successively. The look on his face seemed to target at the young man dressed in a gentleman's suit. Just now, the girl shouted "Brother Xiao Chen". Would this person be that Xiao Chen? But no matter what, there will be no other people to bid this thing at the moment. Although this pendant contained abundant spiritual energy, Chu Meng just said that it could not be extracted. If the energy could be extracted, it was naturally an invaluable treasure. But since it cannot be extracted, what was the use of it? Prevent the cultivator's spiritual energy from leaking out? It's just a joke. Who cared about that little amount of spiritual energy? Even if the energy

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the box. Murong Xian'er smiled and said, "Brother Xiao Chen, are you also interested in this skill?" Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head. His Mystic Cyan Cultivation Method was the best ancient skill, so he did not need to learn the other sects' skill. He always wanted to know what happened back then, so he wanted to see which sect did this so-called "ancient cultivation method" belong to or if he was familiar with the sect. Chu Meng reached out her hand to quiet the crowd. She held the box in her hand and smiled. "This set of cultivation method is indeed originated thousands of years ago, and even longer. If one practices it to the extreme, it could produce a huge power. But it has a drawback. The cultivator who practices it must not have affection, or he will suffer the Qi Deviation." Before she finished, the crowd began to talk about it again. Xiao Chen thought, "It needs one to cut off his affect

Xiao Chen's eye narrowed at the glimpse of the herb-shaped emblem on his cape. This man was also a healer; one who had found out from the start that he was the one who brewed the Evolution of Tao Pill. "I'm afraid I'm sorry, my friend. I do not mean to be indelicate, but trust me when I'm telling you that even if you have my recipe, it is still very hard for you to successfully produce another one." And that was the truth; the recipes in the Elixir King Scripture required healers with great and impeccable skill to use. Xiao Chen would never have been able to put any of the recipes to use if not for his Divine Sense. Even if he could, the product would only be shoddy and worthless. Moreover, the Elixir King Scripture contained various notes left to him by Gui Xian to help him. Divulging the contents of the tome and the recipes within would be tantamount as a betrayal to Gui Xian's trust. The man sighed grimly, "So, it is indeed a recipe from

It was a voice, echoing across the room towards him. Its cascading reverberation bounding between the walls with pangs of sadness and age that the fabric of Time and Space around him were resonating in concert to it. Xiao Chen turned at once, looking at the voice and found that it came from the little black box that he tossed unto his table. The flickers from the lamp on his table cast a glow, eerie and wavering, upon the walls around him that he felt himself slowly filling with dread. "Did the voice really come from within the box?" he asked himself as he slowly crept to his table. He stared at it for seconds. But nothing came from the box. It remained still and silent. "Is there something, or someone, sealed within the box? A powerful demon perhaps? Would it kill me if I were to inadvertently set it free?" He shook himself, expelling the horrors of the old wives' tales away from his head. Slowly, he took the box into his hands and looked at it closely.

Xiao Chen looked around and found another forested knoll not far away. He drew back another 200 feet and looked at the six fireballs bobbing gently around his palm. In a throwing motion, he swung his arm, casting all six of the fireballs at his target. The fireballs intertwined in one, shooting straight like a comet together. The fiery comet consisting of six fireballs first circled around its mark, reducing everything in its path to cinders before splitting back into six fiery little suns. Xiao Chen could already feel the heat from where he stood. But the fireballs merely surrounded the little hill; they did not explode. Realizing this, Xiao Chen muttered a spell; a variation he saw from the manual. Immediately the fireballs converged upon the forested knoll. First, there was a huge noise like a clap of thunder, then the ground trembled beneath him. A disastrous explosion ensued and the forested knoll was utterly devoured within its wrathful force. A hug