Traversing the path of life and death

Chapter Twenty Ancient Artifacts

If Lin Yu wants to obtain a sharp weapon, he can only go to the family's armory, because it contains all of the Lin family's 'divine weapons and equipment'. However, finding a divine weapon is not easy, like finding a needle in a haystack. The difficulty is immense, but there is also a chance to find a weapon that belongs to him.

The weapon Lin Yu envisioned resembled the scimitar he had found in his previous life—exceptionally sharp, lightweight, and emitting a faint glow. Lin Yu had lost the scimitar while being chased by wild beasts, a loss that had a significant impact on him, as he had cherished it carefully ever since discovering it, regarding it as a close friend.

"I hope I can get a good weapon on this trip to the Hidden Weapon Pavilion," Lin Yu thought to himself.

In front of the Lin family's somewhat simple old house, a young man appeared. His gaze was indifferent. He took in the gate of the Hidden Weapon Pavilion and strode inside. The young man was Lin Yu.

"Who goes there? What brings you to the Hidden Weapon Pavilion?" An aged voice reached Lin Yu's ears.

"I am Lin Yu. I have come here to find a divine weapon to protect myself because I have no suitable weapon," Lin Yu replied slowly.

"Since that's the case, then go in. Most of the weapons inside are left behind by the ancestors of the Lin family. Most of them are damaged, and there are very few that are still intact. Many members of the Lin family had the same idea as you, wanting to find a divine weapon, but they all returned disappointed. Those who actually obtained the divine weapons inside have all achieved great things. I hope you can succeed," the old man continued.

"Thank you," Lin Yu replied, then stepped into the Hidden Weapon Pavilion.

Upon entering the armory, one is shocked by the scene inside. The weapons are so densely packed and casually scattered everywhere. There are one or two broken weapons at the foot of the door, both covered in rust. The hilt of one of the swords is long gone, leaving only the blade.

Outside the armory, Lin Yu looked at its simple appearance and assumed the interior would be just as plain. However, the reality surprised him. Faced with such a dense array of weapons, Lin Yu inside was also troubled. How was he supposed to choose from such a massive number of weapons?

He took a few steps forward and picked up a weapon at random. The weapon was a large sword, ten feet long, with a spiral handle and a giant dragon tattooed on the blade. However, due to the missing tip, the dragon's claws were also gone, leaving only a broken dragon body. The blade was also covered with numerous nicks. Now it lay quietly on the cold ground, and Lin Yu felt sorry for the sword.

"No matter what kind of weapon it is, if it is damaged to this extent, its owner would definitely abandon it," Lin Yu thought to himself.

The armory is divided into two floors, each of which is very large. Weapons are densely scattered on the ground. Each weapon seems to have been inside for a very long time, and has become rusty. Occasionally, there are weapons with smooth surfaces, but they are all damaged.

Just as Lin Yu was concentrating on selecting weapons, Wu Lao's anxious voice reached Lin Yu's ears: "Go to the second floor."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu casually tossed the red-tasseled spear in his hand to the ground and quickly went upstairs. As he reached the second-floor entrance, an even stronger, more ancient aura filled his nostrils.

The weapons on the second floor seemed to be much older than those on the first floor. The weapons were gradually swallowed up by the rust, and in the end, only a pile of rust remained.

Looking at these even worse weapons, Lin Yu didn't know what to do next, so he asked Elder Wu, "Teacher, I've reached the second floor, what should I do next?"

"Go through all the weapons here, and don't miss a single one. I sensed an ancient aura for a moment, and there might be one that belongs to the ancient world. However, its aura is weak, and it is obviously a damaged weapon. But if it really is, you can obtain it and activate its ancient power in the future, which will be of great help to you. Moreover, every ancient artifact is extremely rare," Elder Wu said anxiously.

Upon hearing that there were ancient artifacts here, and hearing the teacher's urgent tone, it was clear that the weapon must be extremely powerful. He was determined to find the damaged ancient artifact, even if it meant turning the place upside down. He then quickly began his search.

The weapons on the second floor were as numerous as hairs on a cow. Lin Yu chose to examine them one by one, starting from the ground up, from the outside in, and from both sides to the center, so that he wouldn't miss anything. He first picked up a small box at his feet. The box had many small holes, so it was obviously a hidden weapon. Hidden weapons were rarely used on the Heavenly Fire Continent, but their unexpectedness made them particularly popular among many cultivators. He didn't expect to find one here, but it was already damaged. Lin Yu threw it down and casually made a symbol on it to avoid picking it up again.

Lin Yu examined each piece of equipment carefully, and the old shaman also infused his soul power into the equipment Lin Yu picked up, fearing that these damaged ancient artifacts would slip away.

The weapons on the second floor were mostly swords, spears, and fans, but there was also an unusually rich variety of other types of weapons with unique uses. Many of these weapons were ones that Lin Yu had never even heard of before, which greatly enriched his knowledge of weapons.

One weapon after another left Lin Yu's hands and was placed back on the ground, each weapon bearing a symbol that Lin Yu had casually made.

Lin Yu made more and more markings, and the weapons on the ground gradually piled up. Lin Yu had searched most of the weapons on the second floor of the armory. Among them, Lin Yu found two very sharp divine weapons. One of them was a sword. When Lin Yu picked it up at first, the blade was covered with rust, but the edge was unusually smooth, with a sliver of cold light shining from it. It was about two zhang long, which was indeed a bit too tall for Lin Yu, so he had to give it up.

The next item wasn't a sharp weapon, but a pair of boxing gloves. The gloves were intact and rust-free, only covered in dust. Lin Yu liked the gloves at first sight. He blew away the dust and slowly put them on his hands. They fit his hands perfectly, holding them firmly in place. The surface of the gloves wasn't sharp, but the joints were exceptionally hard.

Lin Yu casually smashed the other weapons on the ground. His gauntlets collided with them, sparks flying. With a little more force, the weapons on the ground seemed unable to withstand the impact and broke apart one after another. Lin Yu was overjoyed when he saw this.

"These gauntlets are made of Fiery Iron, making them incredibly hard. They're quite good among these weapons. Keep them; they might be helpful for your combat skills training," came the old shaman's voice.

Lin Yu put away the boxing gloves and placed them in his small bag. He didn't dare put the gloves in his storage ring because he would need to show them to the old man guarding the Hidden Weapon Pavilion later. After all, storage rings were very valuable, and it was best not to flaunt one's wealth.

Lin Yu then carefully observed the surrounding equipment. Time passed second by second, and finally, only three weapons remained in the corner of the second floor. Looking at these three weapons, Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "I hope one of these weapons is an ancient artifact."