"Of course there is, and not a few," the Manor's Master said.
"Then has anyone ever successfully obtained an Immortal Weapon from the Immortal Weapon Vault?" Chu Feng asked.
"Hahaha..." The Manor's Master laughed, his laughter brimming with hidden meaning.
After laughing for a good while, he finally addressed Chu Feng. "Now that is a question that hits the mark, young friend Chu Feng."
"Quite a few people have entered the Immortal Weapon Vault, but not a single one has ever managed to take a single weapon from it — let alone an Immortal Weapon, they cannot even take away a half-finished Immortal Weapon."
"In other words, no one has ever been able to make any weapon within the Immortal Weapon Vault resonate with them," the Manor's Master said.
Once these words left his mouth, the crowd around them looked visibly relieved.
They had actually known all along that everyone who chose to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault came back empty-handed.
There was even a rumor going around that the Immortal Weapon Vault was nothing but a scam.
Because of this, over the years, very few people had chosen to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault.
Take Chu Xianshuo, for example — he had won first place nine times in a row, yet he never once chose to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault.
Initially, people had worried that Chu Feng might not know about the Immortal Weapon Vault and could be fooled.
After all, even though everyone knew the truth about the Immortal Weapon Vault, no one dared to warn Chu Feng about it in front of the Manor's Master.
But now the Manor's Master himself had spoken about the vault's nature.
The crowd felt at ease. In their view, any person with enough sense, after hearing such a cautionary tale, would never choose to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault.
"In that case, I choose to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault."
But just at that moment, Chu Feng spoke up with a smile.
"He actually wants to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault? Did I hear that right?"
The crowd was shocked. And understandably so — after hearing the cautionary tale, he still chose to enter the Immortal Weapon Vault.
This was absolutely not a rational decision.
But seeing the determination in Chu Feng's eyes, they confirmed that they had indeed heard correctly.
It turned out Chu Feng was precisely this kind of irrational person.
However, upon reflection, the crowd came to terms with it.
If Chu Feng were rational, he would not have humiliated the younger generation of the Chu Heavenly Clan so thoroughly in the hunting grounds.
If Chu Feng were rational, he would not have accepted the challenge of Chu Xianshuo, a Fourth-tier True Immortal, when he himself was only a Second-tier True Immortal.
If Chu Feng were rational, the people gathered here today would never have learned of the monstrous genius that was Chu Feng.
"Young friend Chu Feng, if you enter the Immortal Weapon Vault, you will not be able to receive this Dragon Phoenix Silver Stream."
"Moreover, if you enter the Immortal Weapon Vault and no weapon resonates with you, you will leave with nothing," the Manor's Master reminded him.
"You have already given me that warning, Senior Manor Master," Chu Feng said.
"It seems young friend Chu Feng has already made up his mind. In that case, I will put away this Dragon Phoenix Silver Stream."
As he spoke, the Manor's Master indeed stored the Dragon Phoenix Silver Stream inside his Universe Bag. At the same time, however, he retrieved an object from the Universe Bag.
It was an object that resembled a water droplet.
Yes — from this close distance, Chu Feng could see clearly with his naked eyes that it was a single drop of water.
The droplet was about the size of an egg, and through it, Chu Feng could clearly make out a palace inside. The palace was rather peculiar — it was shaped like a corridor and divided into two levels.
Most importantly, the walls of the palace appeared to be made of glass, making the entire structure transparent.
Because of this, Chu Feng could clearly see the situation inside the palace. It was packed wall to wall with at least ten thousand weapons.
Crack— At that moment, the Manor's Master crushed the water droplet and flung his arm upward.
Whoosh— A torrent of water surged skyward like a waterfall, but the water did not—