Jared merelyughed. “How could I have found it when so many others have failed to? An ind of this


    size would take a year and a half tob through.”


    “We don’t have to search the entire Ice Bear Ind to locate the ancient ruins, Mr. Chance. There is a


    spot more likely than the rest because people disappear there almost every year, never to be seen


    again. That is why some suspect that the ancient ruins are there. We just cannot find the entrance,”


    Dale informed him..


    Jared’s eyes brightened. “Where is this ce?” “Bring Mr. Chance a map.”


    One of Dale’s men returned with a map soon after the order was given, and Dale circled a spot. “Over


    here, around the snowy mountains. Rumor has it that the ancient ruins are at the foothills of the snowy


    peak, but nobody has ever seen them.”


    Jared gazed thoughtfully at the location, asking, “Have you been there?”


    “I’ve been there twice,” Dale affirmed, “but I have never seen any signs of the ancient ruins. It’s snowy


    ins as far as the eye can see.” “Could you bring us there for a look tomorrow, Mr. Thompson?”


    Jared wanted Dale to take them, as thetter was familiar with the route. “No problem. It is my honor to


    serve you, Mr. Chance, Dale answered eagerly.


    After leaving The Chanaean Brotherhood, Jared and Gilbert did not return to the hotel but began


    wandering around the shopping district instead.


    Due to the cold weather, there were virtually no. animate wares in the shopping district, though it


    somehow had gemstones and magic swords for sale, given its size.


    The items on sale were possibly caused by the sheer number of martial artists whoe in search of


    the ancient ruins every year. Demand fueled the market, after all.


    “All their wares are junk. Besides, we have not run into many experts. Could they all have left after


    failing to locate the entrance to the ancient ruins?”


    Gilbert noticed the poor quality of the shopping district’s wares and theck of experts they had


    encountered. Logically speaking, the ancient ruins would attract many skilled warriors, yet they


    scarcely met any.


    He inferred they were sent home in defeat following their failure to locate the ancient ruins’ entrance.


    Just when Jared and hispanion were about to head back after their round, a hum reverberated


    through Jared’s skull. As if sensing something, Dragonyer Sword began to vibrate.


    Jared froze in his tracks. He gazed up and discovered a vendor packing his things, seemingly ready to


    head home. At that moment, Jared’s attention was arrested by one of the swords the vendor was


    packing away.


    The wispy aura emanated by the sword drew him toward it. “May I see the sword in your hand, sir?”


    Jared asked upon walking over. “This sword? Here, have a look. You can have it for five million if you


    like.”


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    The merchant handed the sword to Jared. “What kind of sword is worth five million? Are you robbing us


    in broad daylight?” Gilbert red suspiciously.


    “My woefully ignorant friend, this sword slices through steel like y. It’s the pride of Engarder Sect.”


    The vendor’s words stunned Jared, as he did not expect a lowly peddler to be acquainted with


    Engarder Sect. “How do you know that this sword belonged to Engarder Sect?” he asked with a curious


    gaze at the merchant.


    “It’s written on the hilt, isn’t it?” the merchant replied as he nced at the sword. Jared took a closer


    look. The sword had be rusty, which made it look old and worthless.


    However, the bottommost spot of the hilt bore the inscription “Engarder Sect” in bold letters, inly


    engraved when it was forged. When Jared picked up the sword, Dragonyer Sword within him seared


    powerfully. He grinned with excitement.