Chapter 637

Omar just put a valuable piece of Mica Gold Essence in his storage bag.

He still relatively had good self-control as he did not stuff everything good into his storage sack.

Even so, Omar’s two storage bags were almost packed.

However, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the empty wall beside him,
frowned, and thought for a while.

Then, Omar grabbed Xander, who walked by, and asked in uncertainty, “Xander, was there an Iron Pith
Bamboo Shoot here just now?”

Xander was unsure too.

After all, there were too many treasures along the way, and it was not even an exaggeration to say that
the floor tiles used to lay the ground were valuables that could be brought back in exchange for sect
contribution points.

In such a dazzling environment, it was still a bit difficult for them to remember exactly where and what
was around even if they were cultivators with memory and observation far superior to ordinary people.

“I don’t think so,” Xander pondered for a moment and patted Omar’s shoulder, “Omar, did you
misremember it?”

“Well… Maybe I did.” Omar always trusted Xander.

Since Xander said so, Omar only scratched his head and nodded in response.

Not far away, Caspian touched his earlobe quietly.



As he wore the Thousand Cursed Mask, Caspian‘s Earring of Echo was also hidden, but the function
was not affected in any way.

Of course, Omar remembered it correctly, and there was indeed an Iron Pith Bamboo Shoot against the
wall.

If the good stuff was being decomposed in the furnace, they could get excellent refining material at
least five times better than the refined iron obtained by decomposing ordinary sharp tools.

Naturally, Caspian would not let it go.

At the same time, he would put the treasures that Fauna Imperial Sect disciples found helpful in his
storage bags not to cause others to doubt his identity.

Besides that, Caspian also put what he liked into the Earring of Echo without anyone noticing.

Due to the vast space in the Earring of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about storage issues, and
he could take anything that caught his eyes.

If they paid attention to Caspian, they would find that the area within a radius of three meters where he
stood would be emptied.

Hence, Caspian had to keep moving all the time.

After all, it would surely raise suspicions if the place filled with treasures was cleared every time he was
there.

As they kept walking forward, everyone’s expression gradually turned from surprise to annoyance.

Who would expect that there would be such a huge wealth waiting to be obtained in a competition that
was originally thought to be a fierce battle?



They would have prepared more storage bags if they knew it earlier.

Emmett was a hundred times more annoyed than others.

He was the first to realize that the trip to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare opportunity, but even so,
his three storage bags were already full.

Moreover, it was only the first day in the Pantheon.

However, after the surprise and annoyance, a hint of sadness surged in everyone’s hearts.

“If Ronald and Edda were still alive…” Jaime mumbled.

In an instant, everyone also felt somewhat teary.

Jessica’s Dark Moon Sect had the biggest loss, two-third of their participating disciples failed to enter
the Pantheon.

At that moment, Jessica’s eyes were red, but she tried hard not to let the tears flow.

In contrast, the Fauna Imperial Sect disciples were much more indifferent.

As their sect followed the rule of the jungle, they believed the weak deserved to be eliminated.

Hence, they only felt the sectmates who died were not as excellent, and there were no extra emotions.

Caspian stood among them, naturally appearing aloof.

He did not know them, and their deaths had nothing to do with him.

The spread of the emotion diluted everyone’s ecstasy.

Then, they continued to journey forward without saying much.



In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

At noon on that day, a group of about twenty people appeared like ghostly figures at the foot of the
mountain where Pantheon was located.

Compared with the cautiousness of these people, a tall, red-haired young man with an arrogant face
strode out without a care.

He walked to the open space and looked up at the tall and majestic Pantheon.

Compared to the towering Pantheon, his figure was as small as an ant.

However, he stood straight, and his shoulders appeared as if they could carry mountains.

Ozul and Liliana glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of astonishment in each other’s eyes.

They never thought beforehand that such a majestic building existed on the island.

What puzzled them even more was how Charles seemed to know the island like the back of his hand.

After landing on the island, it was as if Charles came to his back garden.

The group hastened on their journey and finally reached the palace.

When they landed on the island, they were twenty-seven, and now there were only twenty-three people
left.

Unfortunately, four of them were still greedy and wanted to steal the island’s resources after receiving a
clear warning from Charles.



In the end, Charles killed two among them, whereas Ozul and Liliana each killed one, which made
everyone put away their little thoughts.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ozul walked over to Charles, stopping a step behind him.

However, before Ozul opened his mouth, he heard Charles’s voice.

“Just ask any questions in your mind.”

Ozul immediately froze as he felt Charles’s tone was different than other days.

The usual Charles was always arrogant and overbearing, having no regard for others.

However, he just sounded indifferent just now.

Ozul shook his head and tossed away the thoughts in his mind, saying respectfully, “Young Master
Charles, is the palace in front of us our destination?”

Charles nodded.

“Yes, but it’s not a palace.

It’s called the Pantheon, and it was Grandmaster Cecil’s former residence.

He was the owner of this island.”

“Grandmaster!” Ozul was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Grandmaster was usually used as a form of address for cultivators in Heavenly Spirit Realm!

“But don’t be afraid.

Since the Blue Feather Sect owns this place, then the Grandmaster Cecil naturally passed away.”



Charles seemed exceptionally patient today.

Ozul breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked, “Since this is the destination, I’d like to ask on behalf of
everyone if we can know what’s our purpose here? Otherwise, everyone will always be at a loss, and it
might affect their performance at work It won’t be great if that causes a delay in your errand, Young
Master Charles.”

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