Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 291: The Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures, Leader Fen Baoyan

Chapter 291 - 291: The Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures, Leader Fen Baoyan

A few days later, within the vast expanse of the Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures.

At the heart of this immense world lay an incomparably colossal golden basin, its entire form shimmering with divine brilliance. The golden radiance it emitted stretched endlessly, as if each ray of light penetrated countless realms, illuminating the fabric of existence itself.

And reigning over this world was none other than Fen Baoyan, its supreme ruler.

Clatter~~~

At that moment, the massive golden basin seemed to breathe, and suddenly, 129,600 terrifying energy vortices manifested in the sky, unleashing an unfathomable devouring force.

These swirling energies connected to the myriad realms, extending even into the depths of the chaotic void, reaching across the farthest corners of creation.

Beyond these vortices lay the endless dimensions of time and space—some tangible, others veiled in mystery—bridging the Great Thousand Worlds, the Middle Thousand Worlds, and the Small Thousand Worlds alike.

With each inhalation, the vortices summoned a boundless pull.

Rumble~~

In the next instant, from the far reaches of these energy vortices, an immeasurable number of Magic Treasures, as if drawn by an unseen force, were pulled forth and devoured into the Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures.

Like cascading rivers of starlight, these treasures poured down, clattering as they rained upon the vast world below. They scattered across every corner of the realm, filling its lands with an ocean of gleaming artifacts.

In merely an hour, the landscape was blanketed with Magic Treasures and their countless fragments. The entire world pulsed with a dense, mystical aura, radiating iridescent lights that wove an ethereal tapestry of color and wonder.

If an outsider were to witness this spectacle, they would be utterly astonished. Without a doubt, this was the most abundant trove of Magic Treasures in existence, a realm of untold wealth.

Even a single piece from this collection would be enough to drive countless beings into madness, igniting endless battles over its possession. And yet, within this sacred domain, these treasures fell like mere autumn leaves, scattered without care, an incomprehensible extravagance.

Boom~~

At that moment, the 129,600 energy vortices in the sky slowly dissipated, and Fen Baoyan's immense power gradually receded, ceasing its call to the Magic Treasures of the heavens and worlds.

"Boss, what are you doing?!"

A sudden voice broke the silence as a translucent gate emerged from the void, transforming into a six-year-old girl clad in azure robes. She glared at Fen Baoyan with visible exasperation, her tiny fists clenched tightly, brimming with suppressed fury.

"Didn't I tell you not to use your ability recklessly? Summoning so many Magic Treasures back to our world—if this continues, the entire Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures will be completely buried! How are we supposed to live here?"

Her voice trembled with frustration. "Our world cannot bear the weight of so many artifacts, do you understand?"

She was none other than the Gate of Time and Space, a Chaos-born Magic Treasure possessing dominion over the infinite pathways of existence. With but a single gate opened, she could traverse limitless realms, transcending both time and space itself.

"Ah... I-I'm sorry, Xiaomen. I... I was wrong."

With a soft whoosh, another figure emerged from Fen Baoyan's body—a petite girl in white robes, her expression timid and filled with remorse. She lowered her head, avoiding Xiaomen's gaze, clearly realizing her mistake.

"Wrong? You said that last time too! And yet, here we are again!"

Xiaomen's frustration boiled over as she clenched her fists, nearly trembling with anger.

"But... they were suffering. So helpless, so lost... They were calling out for help. I couldn't ignore them," Fen Baoyan murmured softly, her voice carrying a deep sorrow. "It is my nature to summon the unclaimed Magic Treasures of the heavens and worlds. I cannot simply turn a blind eye to their pain."

As a Chaos-born Treasure, Fen Baoyan was destined to gather and protect lost Magic Treasures. It was her instinct—an inescapable truth, akin to the act of breathing. Every so often, she would heed the calls of these scattered relics, bringing them home to heal their wounds and mend their fragmented existence.

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This was her gift, her power—to restore Magic Treasures, to elevate them, to guide them toward their next evolution.

It was this very ability that made her revered by countless artifacts, hailed as the 'Mother of Magic Treasures.'

But this power also bore an immense burden.

Each time she summoned lost artifacts, she called forth not only legendary relics but also broken remnants, shattered fragments, and even the weakest of discarded treasures. To her, all unrefined Magic Treasures were the same—they all longed for a place to belong.

And so, no matter how vast the Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures was, it risked overflowing with endless relics, transforming from a sacred land into a boundless wasteland of forgotten artifacts.

More dangerously, if the accumulation of Magic Treasures continued unchecked, their collective radiance would grow too dazzling, too conspicuous.

At that point, no amount of secrecy could conceal the existence of their world.

It was inevitable—should their presence be discovered by the Chaos Demon Gods, the sheer wealth of Magic Treasures amassed within this realm would become a beacon, drawing forth insatiable greed. The onslaught that would follow would be catastrophic, shattering their sanctuary and tearing apart their alliance.

The Magic Treasures Alliance would collapse. Their cherished world would be no more. Countless comrades would be lost.

This was why the Gate of Time and Space, Xiaomen, was so anxious. She understood all too well the dangers that lurked beyond the veil of existence.

"I know it is difficult for you to resist," Xiaomen sighed, her voice tinged with helplessness. "But we must protect our home. If we are discovered by those wretched beings, the Great Thousand World of Magic Treasures will become a slaughterhouse."

Her expression grew solemn. "If that day comes, we will be forced to abandon this world. We will be scattered, and none of us will be able to escape our fate."

"I-I understand. I will try to control it from now on."

Fen Baoyan nodded earnestly, her determination clear.

"That's all I ask."

Xiaomen exhaled deeply, though she knew suppressing Fen Baoyan's nature would be no simple task. After all, her very being resonated with the cries of Magic Treasures, and her kindness was boundless.

The others surrounding them chuckled, breaking the tension.

"Xiaomen, don't be so serious."

"Indeed. Our world is vast—it would take eons to truly fill it."

"You worry too much, you'll grow old faster that way."

"Come, eat some ore. I found a new type recently—it has the essence of eighty-one minerals."

Among them stood powerful Magic Treasures, each radiating an undeniable presence. They were the elders of the Magic Treasures Alliance, veterans of countless battles. And despite the perils ahead, their spirits remained unyielding, their laughter echoing through the world of treasures.