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The Strange Treasure

“Second brother, you must be joking. If I had a clue, how could I just run into you here by chance?”
Li Juntang smiled, then changed the subject:
“But the brothers behind you, second brother, though they look weary, their eyes are bright. Could it be you’ve stumbled upon something good?”
As he spoke, his gaze carefully studied Li Guanglong, trying to spot something unusual.
Yet Li Guanglong’s expression remained calm as always. He said indifferently:
“Along the way, it was nothing but wind, frost, rain, and snow—nearly cost us our lives. What good fortune could there be?”
“Wind, frost, rain, and snow?”
Li Juntang raised his brows slightly, puzzled:
“Second brother, Penglai Island does have its dangers, but my journey has been all sunshine and flowers. Where did you encounter any storms?”
“I don’t know the details myself. Most likely it was one of those pocket realms written about in the old books. If not for stumbling upon an exit by chance, I wouldn’t have been able to reach this area either,” Li Guanglong said.
“So that’s how it is.” Li Juntang nodded thoughtfully.
It was clear the other party must have had some sort of adventure. He would just need to find an opportunity to probe deeper.
“Third Brother, I’m running low on supplies. I’ll be relying on you for a while,” Li Guanglong said with a smile.
“Of course, no problem.”
Li Juntang’s smile didn’t fade.
“This place may be dangerous, but food and water are plentiful. As it happens, yesterday I hunted down a huge beast. Today, second brother, let’s eat and drink our fill.”
With that, he gestured, and his men immediately began setting up camp and preparing a meal.
Li Guanglong’s men, naturally, were not idle either. They too pitched tents and made camp, keeping up a facade of calm.
Although Li Guanglong and Li Juntang were rivals, on the perilous Penglai Island they could still cooperate for the moment.
Of course, that cooperation would last only so long as neither of them found the trace of the Immortal Pill.
Once the pill appeared, this temporary alliance would shatter instantly.
After the camp was set, cooking quickly began.
Li Guanglong and Li Juntang sat together around a roasted chicken, drinking and chatting as they ate.
On the surface, they seemed harmonious, but their words carried constant probing.
Both were extremely cautious, giving away nothing at all.
No one knew—what fortune lay hidden in the other’s grasp?
Just as the two were drinking happily, a sudden flash of dazzling light appeared on the distant horizon.
At first it was only a faint glimmer of gold. In the blink of an eye, it surged into a massive pillar of light, shooting straight into the clouds.
Everyone looked up in shock. Within the light, a glowing object was slowly descending. It resembled a disk, its surface covered in strange patterns that glowed faintly with golden light, as if alive.
As the object descended, the ground trembled slightly. Flowers in the grass shook violently, ripples spread across the creek’s surface.
Birds in the sky, startled, flapped away in panic. Butterflies dropped to the ground, too terrified to move.
The air around the object seemed to ignite, radiating waves of heat. Even the distant mountains were bathed in a golden halo.
Li Guanglong leapt to his feet, the dried meat in his hand falling to the ground unnoticed.
He stared fixedly at the glowing object, eyes full of shock and curiosity, a faint sense rising in his heart that this might be connected to the Immortal Pill.
Li Juntang also stood up at once. After his initial astonishment, excitement took over.
The ancient books said: When heaven sends down an omen, a wondrous treasure is sure to appear.
There was no doubt—the glowing object that had fallen from the sky was some kind of rare and precious treasure.
On Penglai Island, even if it wasn’t the Immortal Pill, it must be something nearly as valuable.
The two men exchanged a glance, each seeing the same thought in the other’s eyes.
“Quick! Everyone, assemble!” Li Guanglong reacted first, shouting loudly.
He drew his sword and pointed toward the direction of the glowing object’s descent.
“Head that way! Whatever it is, we must uncover the truth!”
Li Juntang also barked orders to his men:
“Pack up your gear, tighten the formation! If we find the Immortal Pill, there will be rewards for you all!”
The soldiers quickly rose, gathering their belongings and following closely behind Li Guanglong and Li Juntang, running toward the place where the mysterious glowing object had landed.
Sunlight streamed over them, but none spared a glance for the scenery. Every pair of eyes was fixed firmly on the golden-lit region ahead, hearts filled with both excitement and unease. - Marinien

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Will be get a new chapter today ?

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