This is a secret chamber.
The moment the lights turned on, Zhao Ya couldn’t help but be amazed.
Because inside, neatly arranged, were all the miraculous artifacts collected by the Mechanical Sect.
Wandering among them, Zhao Ya even felt as if he was back in a museum from his past life.
These miraculous artifacts were of all kinds, including weapons and everyday items.
And there were some things whose names couldn’t even be called, nor their specific uses known.
For example, Zhao Ya saw an item about four or five meters long, made entirely of some unknown metal, hollow inside, with many small holes on its surface.
This item looked like a greatly enlarged flute, but how much lung capacity would it take to blow such a giant flute?
In addition, Zhao Ya also saw firearms similar to the hand cannon in his possession.
But just as Senior Brother Jing Rou from the Thunder and Fire Department had said, none of these firearms could compare to the one Zhao Ya held.
Indeed, Zhao Ya had once tried it out, and it turned out to be true.
Still not willing to give up, Zhao Ya specifically requested bullets of the right size from the Thunder and Fire Department, loaded them, and pulled the trigger, only to be greatly disappointed.
The power was just like ordinary firearms, possibly with much better accuracy, but far from comparable to the shot that almost killed the Jingping Saint.
Seeing Zhao Ya’s face full of disappointment, Jing Rou couldn’t help but smile.
"How is it? I’ve told you before, the reason miraculous artifacts are named miraculous is because they defy logic."
Zhao Ya didn’t dwell on the matter further.
After all, he had expected this result; even if this firearm couldn’t be used, it wasn’t a big deal.
What he was concerned about was what exactly was hidden in the mist of the Wuyang Sea, where such miraculous objects could be picked up on the shore.
When Zhao Ya asked this question, Jing Rou and the Senior Brother from the Celestial Craft Department, Huang Liang, exchanged a glance and both showed a wry smile.
The less perceptive Cui Guangyue then sighed first: "To be honest, our Mechanical Sect has been researching the Wuyang Sea for a long time. It’s no exaggeration to say that in the entire world Beyond, we have the most comprehensive information on the Wuyang Sea."
"Oh? So what’s going on with the Wuyang Sea?" Zhao Ya immediately became interested and asked eagerly.
But all three, Cui Guangyue included, shook their heads in unison.
"We don’t know!"
"The more you study the Wuyang Sea, the more mysterious you find this place."
"Throughout history, countless extraordinary people, Martial Dao masters, have risked their lives to venture into the mist, only to never return. So the Wuyang Sea has become a forbidden zone, with no one visiting except for those who pick up things from the beach," Jing Rou said.
"And what about the strange flute sound in the mist?" Zhao Ya recalled Guan Xuejiang’s note and couldn’t help but ask.
"Those Sea Gatherers call it the Dragon King’s tour, and it’s one of the mysteries of the Wuyang Sea. Based on my observations, the frequency of this phenomenon has been increasing year by year," Jing Rou explained.
"It seems Senior Brother Jing is quite familiar with the Wuyang Sea," Zhao Ya noted.
Jing Rou smiled, "Not really familiar, but I visit the Wuyang Sea once a year to collect newly appeared miraculous artifacts and to observe changes in the Wuyang Sea."
Zhao Ya felt intrigued, "If I were to go to the Wuyang Sea, what should I be cautious of?"
"Young Brother Zhao, are you planning to go to the Wuyang Sea?" Jing Rou was puzzled.
"Yes, I want to go take a look."
Jing Rou hesitated for a moment and then said, "If it were anyone else, I would definitely advise against it because the journey is fraught with peril."
"Firstly, there’s the extremely harsh environment. The Wuyang Sea is located in the extreme north and is extremely cold. Without Martial Dao protection, an ordinary person could freeze to death."
"Of course, this shouldn’t be a problem for you, considering your current cultivation is sufficient to withstand the cold there."
"But there’s one thing that must be noted, and that is the extreme xenophobia of the Sea Gatherers."
"Without someone familiar to introduce you, conflict can easily arise. No matter how great your Martial Dao is, it’s hard to deal with people who live on the Wuyang Beach. They need not kill you; they just needs to keep causing trouble for you, and in such a haunted place, even a small mistake can cost you your life."
Hearing this, Zhao Ya frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Then does Senior Brother Jing have time to accompany me on this trip?"
"I just went last year, not planning to go again this year. Besides, although it’s midsummer now, by the time we reach the Wuyang Sea, it’ll be the tail end...."
Zhao Ya didn’t wait for Jing Rou to finish his sentence and directly took out the firearm from his waist, placing it on the table.
"If Senior Brother Jing is willing to go, I would gladly donate this firearm to your sect’s collection."
"Actually, I’ve been wanting to go this year but hadn’t had the opportunity. Although time is tight now, if we hurry, we can still make it," Jing Rou immediately changed his stance.
Zhao Ya burst into laughter.
He had long noticed Jing Rou’s strong desire for the firearm he held, only that Jing was too embarrassed to say so outright.
And knowing this straightforward character, Zhao Ya had deliberately used this leverage, which indeed produced excellent results.
Since there was a plan to go to the Wuyang Sea, there was no reason to delay further.