Later, a pair of brothers with exceptional talent found their way to that bamboo grove.
The two brothers were already formidable cultivators in their own right, and within the bamboo grove, they thrived like fish in water.
After discovering the grove, their cultivation advanced at a staggering pace, reaching unprecedented heights in a short period of time.
But the brothers harbored dark intentions toward one another, each vying for the title of the strongest. Eventually, they turned against each other and clashed in a fierce battle.
That battle was devastating. Not only was the bamboo grove destroyed, but both brothers were critically wounded, their lives hanging by a thread.
In that moment between life and death, the brothers finally came to their senses, but it was already too late for them to survive.
In the end, the two brothers salvaged some still-usable bamboo pieces from the ruined fragments of the grove and crafted them into bamboo slips, infusing everything they had learned in their lifetimes into those slips.
The bamboo slips numbered three hundred and sixty-seven in total, a treasure the brothers left for future generations.
But after they finished crafting the slips, just before death claimed them, for reasons unknown, the bamboo slips were scattered apart.
From then on, the slips were dispersed across the vast expanse of the extraterrestrial realms. It was said that each slip contained extraordinary power.
The legend held that whoever obtained the complete set of bamboo slips would gain the most powerful force in the world, becoming the sovereign of the entire martial cultivation world — a god who ruled over all.
Thus, the bamboo slips came to be known as the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips.
"So the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips aren't three hundred and sixty-seven pieces?" Chu Feng asked.
"Brother Chu Feng, you heard the legend about those two brothers, didn't you?" Xianhai Shaoyu asked.
"Mn." Chu Feng nodded.
"There are many legends surrounding the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips."
"The version you heard is indeed one of the more widely circulated ones."
"But in truth, every version is false. No one knows where the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips actually came from."
"However, the most credible account is that the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips consist of only ten pieces, and they do indeed contain extraordinary power," Xianhai Shaoyu said.
"Is that so?"
"No wonder... no wonder I've always felt that what I could comprehend from the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips was only two-tenths of the content," Chu Feng sighed.
"Two-tenths?" Upon hearing this, the way Xiao Yu'er and Xianhai Shaoyu looked at Chu Feng changed entirely.
"Big brother, how many God-Sealing Bamboo Slips do you have?" Xiao Yu'er asked.
"Two," Chu Feng said.
"Wow." Xiao Yu'er's delicate mouth fell slightly open in surprise, her beautiful eyes shimmering with excitement.
"Two?"
"Brother Chu Feng, you actually obtained two of them?"
"Did your father give them to you?" Xianhai Shaoyu asked.
"No, I obtained both by chance," Chu Feng said.
"By chance? Where? Which ruins?" Xianhai Shaoyu pressed further.
"Different locations, but both within the Ancestral Martial Starfield," Chu Feng said without concealing anything.
"Damn." Xianhai Shaoyu's expression was one of pure shock, utterly stunned.
"Whoever said the Ancestral Martial Starfield has long fallen into decline — and yet a treasure like the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips, there are two pieces of it right there."
"And that's just what Brother Chu Feng has obtained. Perhaps others have found some as well?" Xianhai Shaoyu exclaimed repeatedly.
"Xiao Yu'er, where did you get your God-Sealing Bamboo Slips?" Chu Feng asked curiously.
He had originally thought it was perfectly normal for Xiao Yu'er to possess God-Sealing Bamboo Slips, given that the Xianhai Fish Clan was such a colossal power.
But now it seemed that the God-Sealing Bamboo Slips were incredibly rare and precious, which meant the origin of Xiao Yu'er's slip must be extraordinary as well.