The old man grew curious about why such a powerful cultivator would call Austin as master. The confused look on his face showed his dilemma.
'Well, to tell you the truth, Brady is the guardian spirit of this Slave Tower."
Seeing the baffled expression on the old man's face, Austin tried to explain in the simplest of words.
"The guardian spirit!
Am I hearing properly? Your tower should possess the guardian spirit?"
The old man nearly shouted out, unable to contain his excitement.
''That's true! Don't you believe it?
Now, don't you start making a fuss about it. I'm sure it's no big deal, right?"
Austin said.
''Ha ha! I'll tell you what—only few magic treasures in the world possess guardian spirits.
In that case, your Slave Tower is undoubtedly an inestimable and invaluable weapon. It is beyond a common man's imagination.
No wonder it can easily defend the attacks of the ultimate magical treasure,"
the old man explained. He was still in a state of astonishment.
"I see."
Austin pretended as if he was unaware of it. He was very satisfied and happy to see the old man's jealous expression. He now had a measure of the power and importance of the Slave Tower.
"Brady, someone seems to be attacking the Slave Tower with an ultimate magical treasure. I'm a bit worried about this."
Austin turned to Brady and expressed his concern.
He could perceive anything that was happening to the Slave Tower because he had already owned it.
"Rest assured, master. The ultimate magical treasures cannot cause even the least damage to the Slave Tower,"
Brady answered, his voice filled with pride and confidence.
"Great!"
Austin was quite relieved after he heard Brady's assertive words.
Outside the Slave Tower, two holy lords of both the Rudimentary Holy Land and the Arcane Holy Land were attacking it ferociously with their ultimate magical treasure.
However, the people inside the Slave Tower were not affected by their attacks at all. The whole space seemed to be safe and peaceful.
"The warriors sealed in these ruling crystals are our ancient predecessors. I have a plan to place them in the Slave Tower for the time being."
With the wave of his hands, Austin made twenty or more ruling crystals suddenly appear. After another wave all the crystal landed in the battle ring.
Brady was surprised by the scene before his eyes. It was totally unexpected. Then he began to carefully observe the ancient predecessors sealed in the ruling crystals.
''They have been sealed in there for tens of thousands of years.
After such a long time, majority of their life sources have been consumed. It will not be long before they truly pass away."
After observing it all for a short while, Brady spoke up.
Upon hearing that, Austin admired Brady even more. His speculation and analysis of the man was completely right.
"Brady, do you know how we can save them?"
Austin asked.
Brady was also one of the powerful ancestors who had lived for tens of thousands of years. His power was beyond any speculation.
Thus, Austin thought he would know how to save those sealed ancestors.
"To save them is nearly impossible. Nothing can be done unless you have some exceptionally precious herbs or elixirs,"
Brady said disapprovingly as he shook his head. He really wished there was an easier way to save those sealed ancestors.
"What kind of herbs and elixirs will work in this case?"
Austin asked. He was curious and adamant as he was not willing to give up if there was the slightest hope of saving them.
"Well, I believe the semi-omnipotent herb might do the job.
But there is only a 50-50 chance that it will work.
However, if you have the true omnipotent herb, the chance of success will rise to one hundred percent.
Sadly, I have never seen even one of them. I guess it just exists in myths and legends.
As far as I know, even the semi-omnipotent herb is had to acquire. Getting the omnipotent herb is beyond imagination.
So I said it's almost impossible to save them."
Brady shrugged, dejected at the facts before them.
"The semi-omnipotent herb? Let me think."
Then, he suddenly remembered something and began to fumble in his Space Ring. Finally, he found what he was looking for—a special herb.
Wreathed in white beams, the herb shone resplendently. On looking carefully at its surface, shadows of dragons and snakes could be seen.
"I think I have one semi-omnipotent herb,"
Austin said excitedly.
He had found it at the tomb of the Purple Immortal. He wasn't sure what it could do but he knew whatever it was, it was something extraordinary.
For all this time he kept it with him and had not got the chance to use it earlier.
"It is really the semi-omnipotent herb!"
Brady grabbed the herb from Austin's hands and observed carefully.
There was a flash of joy on his face. But it left as quickly it had come. ''It can only be used to save one ancestor.
And honestly, the odds are not very good that it'll work."
Brady presented the sad truth.
"I also have one semi-omnipotent herb."
Saying those words, the old man took out the herb which looked identical to the previous one and manipulated it to fall into Brady's hands.
"Oh! I did not see that coming!"
Austin was quite surprised at the old man's gesture.
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