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Chapter 237: Another Encounter with Divine Artifacts

"Wan Hao, this is not your world, you have gone too far!"

The words of the divine spirit carried anger, causing Cheng Han to hear the sound of raging waves in his mind.

"Boom! Boom!"

His soul also sensed a strong sense of crisis, as if it would be shattered by the raging waves in the next moment.

In the next moment, another divine language resounded through the heavens and earth.

This time, it was the familiar language of Wan Hao.

The sentence carried an unwavering determination: "Among the countless worlds, there are worlds that Wan Hao people want to go to, and there are worlds they don't want to go to. There has never been a world that Wan Hao people cannot go to."

In other words, no matter how your world is, Wan Hao people will come if they want to!

With these words, the sound of waves in Cheng Han's mind instantly disappeared without a trace.

In its place was the resounding clang of golden iron that seemed to shake the heavens and split the earth.

"Dong! Dong!"

An illusory giant golden cauldron suddenly appeared, its surface engraved with countless mysterious patterns.

This cauldron was as large as a mountain range, towering majestically.

Cheng Han's soul sensed an even stronger sense of crisis, as if it would be crushed into powder by the giant cauldron at any moment.

Fortunately, after the divine language was spoken, the abnormality subsided.

Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief and quietly deduced a series of information.

The name of the golden cauldron - Zhenhai Cauldron!

The Divine Grade powerhouse who wields this object - Zhan Han Divine Lord!

The Divine Grade powerhouse of the Youmiao Realm angrily shouted, "Wan Hao people, you are too arrogant!"

In the next moment, the image at the center of the halo suddenly flashed with a sky full of gray mist, completely obscuring everything.

Obviously, the Divine Grade powerhouse on the other side, filled with anger, made a move.

The powerful fluctuations of divine power severely disrupted the deduction of the All-Knowing Eye.

Cheng Han secretly muttered, "The temperament of this Divine Grade powerhouse is really poor. Zhan Han Divine Lord just spoke the truth, is there a need to be so angry?"

Of course, he also understood that the main reason was that the powerhouse of the Youmiao Realm, after observing for a while, decided to assess the strength of the Wan Hao Clan.

In other words, this was just a small test.

The real battle between the two realms would not start so soon.

After a while, "Dong!"

The sound of the cauldron rang out again.

Obviously, Zhan Han Divine Lord made a move.

The halo shook violently for a few moments before suddenly bursting into a large number of light spots.

The deduction process was forcibly interrupted.

Cheng Han smacked his lips and said, "Just from the words 'Zhenhai,' it is certain that the Zhan Han Divine Lord wields the Zhenhai Cauldron, which must be a water-type divine artifact."

"And the Youmiao Realm happens to be a water world, so it's no wonder Zhan Han Divine Lord brought the Zhenhai Cauldron with him."

He felt somewhat regretful in his heart, "Unfortunately, the level of the All-Knowing Eye is still too low. Otherwise, I could witness the true power of the divine artifact with my own eyes."

Around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the rain lessened a bit.

But going outside became even more dangerous.

Because the raindrops were mixed with a large amount of hail.

"Bang! Bang!"

Countless ice balls fell from the sky, fiercely hitting the top of the glass greenhouse, creating a dense collision sound.

Xie Youmei's heart trembled as she unconsciously looked up at the roof.

Miss Youmei clearly saw that the largest hailstone was almost the size of a baby's fist, which made her shudder involuntarily.

If her head were hit by such a large hailstone, wouldn't her life be in danger?

Cheng Han glanced at her and smiled, "Don't worry! When the Winter Garden was built, we considered the situation with hailstones."

"The Fang family specifically spent a lot of money to purchase a batch of high-strength glass from the nearby 'Anluan Small Spirit Realm.' The greenhouse roof is made of this glass."

The so-called "Anluan Xiaolingjing" is actually an industrial-oriented Xiaolingjing, and many products in Taian are "imported" from there.

The industrial level of this world, although not as advanced as the previous world, high-strength glass is not something too difficult, and this world has the ability to produce it.

Xie Youming settled his mind and said with admiration, "Director, you really have a keen sense of things!"

Several hours ago, Cheng Han informed her that "there might be a large hailstorm around six o'clock" and asked her to inform the Fang family.

The scene before her eyes perfectly confirmed the accuracy of the "prediction", even the timing was unbelievably accurate.

Cheng Han smiled slightly and gave a seemingly reasonable explanation, "It's not strange for rainwater to condense into hail when the temperature is below freezing."

Xie Youming seemed to understand but not really.

Cheng Han's explanation was naturally to fool the maid.

The real reason was that this was a trick played by the giant rain dragon illusion that had been projected earlier.

For Divine Grade powerhouses, this was just a trivial trick.

In Cheng Han's opinion, this was truly an incredible skill.

During these few hours, he seemed to be working in the office, but in reality, he was studying the changes in it and gained a lot from it. It was not difficult to deduce the timing of the hailstorm.

In addition, Cheng Han also figured out why the rain dragon did this.

There was only one reason - mischief!

It was because of this that the Divine Grade powerhouses on Shenrong couldn't be bothered to stop it.

Xie Youming reported another thing, "To prevent hail, the Fang family urgently built a protective shed from the entrance all the way to the Winter Garden entrance."

Cheng Han nodded lightly, "Tell the Fang family thank you for me later."

Miss Youwu responded and added, "When I conveyed the message to the master earlier, he didn't understand it at all. Now he must be very surprised."

Cheng Han smiled and didn't say much.

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In fact, at this moment, Fang Qinghuai's mood was not just surprise.

The master of the Winter Garden stood at the entrance of his own mansion, staring blankly at the hailstorm ravaging a small patch of evergreen shrubs.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Crack! Crack!"

Many leaves were knocked off by the hail.

After a while, this patch of shrubs looked somewhat disheveled, showing signs of being ravaged.

Fang Qinghuai couldn't help but glance in the direction of the garden office and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really amazing!"

"Master!"

The voice of the old butler came from the side.

Fang Qinghuai turned to look at the excited butler and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old butler reminded, "The Grand Chancellor will be here in an hour. Do you want to go and inspect the protective shed?"

Fang Qinghuai reacted, "You're right, let's go check it now."

He took the lead and walked quickly into the protective shed, carefully inspecting every corner.

Ten minutes later, Fang Qinghuai finished inspecting the more than thirty-meter-long protective shed and found more than a dozen minor defects.

The old butler recorded them one by one and instructed the servants to rectify them as quickly as possible.

"Bang! Bang!"

The hail hit the roof, sounding particularly loud.

But the roof of the shed was made of hardwood boards, enough to withstand the hailstorm.

A flash of inspiration suddenly struck Fang Qinghuai's mind and he asked, "In a few days, after dismantling the protective shed, what do you think of using stone to build a protective corridor?"

The old butler understood immediately and praised, "This is a very clever idea! This corridor will definitely become a famous attraction in Anhua City in the future."

If it was just a protective corridor, no one would care.

But when this thing was related to important figures, especially when there was a legendary story of a "prophet" involved, it could be called a "famous attraction."

Fang Qinghuai smirked, "I think so too."

This guy had some strange ideas. He came up with another idea, "Since Director Cheng has been living here for so long, why not rename the Winter Garden to 'Cheng Garden'?"

The old butler's expression was strange, and he said tactfully, "You'd better think it over carefully."

Fang Qinghuai realized that this flattery could easily backfire, and couldn't help but awkwardly smile, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Stomach ulcers were really torturous. Even after taking medicine, it still hurt faintly, completely killing his appetite.

(End of this chapter)