Abyss Walker

Chapter 335 Ancient Book of the Realm of Gods

Chapter 335 Ancient Book of the Realm God Kingdom

Under the cover of the forest, Yun Muhan found a secluded spot to hide temporarily. His heartbeat gradually calmed down, but his vigilance remained.

The black-robed man's words echoed in the night sky once more; clearly, the other party would not let him go easily.

"Only at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, yet he managed to escape from me! This kid is no ordinary person. You all leave and investigate everything about him." The black-robed man's voice revealed a hint of surprise and an order that could not be underestimated.

Yun Muhan knew that although he had escaped temporarily, the pursuit by the man in black robes and his men would be a threat he would have to face next. He had to be even more careful and not leave any clues that could be traced.

Dugu Jianling reminded Yun Muhan in his heart: "We must leave the Realm God Kingdom. The waters here are too deep for us to easily wade into."

Yun Muhan nodded, his gaze resolute: "Yes, we need to leave. But before that, I must find out the origin of that bag of gold coins and the identity of the man in black. This is related to our safety, and also to whether I can continue my alchemy journey."

He took the bag of gold coins from the ring and examined it carefully. The markings on the coins were indeed unusual, seemingly a family crest. He decided that he would go to the market first thing tomorrow morning to inquire about this family.

As night fell, Yun Muhan put the gold coins back into his ring, his gaze sweeping across the forest to make sure there were no other potential threats.

"Dugu Jianling, we need a plan," Yun Muhan said in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of determination.

“I agree, we can’t act blindly,” Dugu Jianling replied. “First, we need to figure out the meaning of this family crest before deciding how to proceed.”

Yun Muhan nodded, closed his eyes, and began to plan his next steps in his mind. Yun Muhan knew that every choice he made was fraught with risk, and that his fate could be changed as a result.

Therefore, he must act cautiously and make every decision after careful consideration.

The next day, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the forest and shone on the sleeping earth, Yun Muhan had already gotten up.

He moved nimbly and quickly, quickly tidying up his belongings to make sure he had all the important items with him, especially those that might be crucial to the success or failure of his mission.

Yun Muhan's target is the city's market, which is not only a place for trading goods, but also a center for information exchange.

For him, the market was the best place to find out about the family crest, where merchants and customers came from all over the world, carrying all sorts of news and secrets.

Yun Muhan carefully traversed the forest, his steps light, avoiding leaving footprints in the soft soil and not touching branches that might reveal his presence. Like a seasoned hunter, he silently approached the edge of the city.

The market was already bustling with activity, with various vendors calling out their wares, their voices rising and falling in a vibrant chorus.

Customers moved among the stalls, haggling and searching for the goods they needed. The bustling market contrasted sharply with the tranquility of the forest.

Yun Muhan blended into the crowd, his sharp gaze sweeping across the various stalls like a hawk searching for its prey.

His goal was clear, and he eventually stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary antique stall. The stall owner was an elderly man with gray hair and a face etched with the marks of time.

The old man's eyes revealed a wisdom that had come from a life of experience, a profound tranquility born from witnessing the vicissitudes of life and weathering many storms.

"Sir, I am very interested in ancient coins. I wonder if you have any in your collection?" Yun Muhan asked respectfully.

The old man raised his head, his gaze lingering on Yun Muhan's face for a moment, before nodding: "Young man, I do have some ancient coins here, but they are quite valuable."

Yun Muhan took out a gold coin from his ring and handed it to the old man: "Look at this gold coin, do you know where it came from?"

The old man took the gold coin, his expression immediately turning serious. He carefully examined the emblem on the coin, then said in a low voice, "This gold coin comes from an ancient family. They were once a powerful force in the Realm God Kingdom, but now..."

The old man suddenly stopped talking, his eyes darting around warily.

"What's wrong now?" Yun Muhan pressed.

The old man lowered his voice: "This family has fallen into ruin, but their enemies are still searching for any clues they left behind. Young man, where did you get this gold coin?"

Yun Muhan realized the sensitivity of the topic, so he decided not to reveal too much information: "I obtained this by chance during a trip, and I am very interested in its origin."

The old man nodded, took out a tattered book from under his stall, turned to a page, and handed it to Yun Muhan: "This is some record about that family. You can take a look, but remember, knowing too much is not always a good thing."

Yun Muhan took the book; he knew this might be his only way to learn about that family. He immediately thanked the old man and quickly left the antique stall, needing to find a safe place to study the information carefully.

Yun Muhan's figure disappeared into the crowd again, his heart filled with doubt and unease. The secrets of this family seemed far more complex than he had imagined, and he was now standing on the edge of those secrets.