Deities: Starting From Goblins-Chapter 947 - 540: Enslavement! Grand Enslavement!_2

Chapter 947: Chapter 540: Enslavement! Grand Enslavement!_2

Gazing at the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, he gently dusted off the cover.

“Little book, I traded my finest sword to choose you, so you better not disappoint me.”

The Wordless Heavenly Scripture didn’t seem to have any awareness, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Logan, of course, did not expect it to respond right now. He was about to leave, and considering he was in front of so many from the Falling Snow Sect, it was best to keep a low profile.

He did not take fifteen minutes; he was transported out in just half that time.

When he emerged, many were surprised.

“So fast? Can you really pick something good in such a short time?”

“The others before him, each one so choosy, why does it seem like Logan is just showboating, acting so nonchalant?”

Someone snorted coldly, feeling slightly dissatisfied with Logan.

Logan had actually heard these idle comments, but he did not take them to heart.

Snow Wood glared at one of them, her eyes clearly warning them. The next second, she walked towards Logan.

“Logan, how did it go? Was your trip smooth? What item did you pick?”

She asked on purpose, for the others to hear.

She believed in Logan’s judgment; whatever he had chosen would certainly not be ordinary, and when he revealed it later, she wanted to see if these gossipers would still have anything to say.

She had high hopes, but the reality was not as simple as she imagined.

Without overthinking, Logan took out what he had chosen as soon as she asked.

“I chose this.”

“Let’s see what it is. Your choice must be excellent…”

Her words trailed off suddenly and came to an abrupt halt.

“No, no, Logan, are you sure you chose this?”

Seeing the dusty book, Snow Wood was stunned.

The surrounding crowd could not help but let out a snicker.

“Hahaha, we thought he picked some incredible treasure, but it turns out to be this, hilarious. Isn’t this the thing no one would even want if it was thrown away? It has been collecting dust in the Treasure Pavilion, almost everyone in the Falling Snow Sect knows it—a notorious useless book among the troves of treasures, and yet, your friend, Senior Sister Snow, sure has an eye for picking it, the treasure amongst all.”

The man mocked, emphasizing the word ‘eye’ heavily, his tone sarcastic.

Snow Wood felt uncomfortable hearing this, but she couldn’t find the words to rebuke him.

Indeed, it was known throughout the sect that this book was just a useless item with not a single word inside; previous attempts by many using various methods had not uncovered its mystery, and eventually, it was forgotten and scorned by the people.

But to everyone’s surprise, Logan had chosen it.

Snow Wood took a deep breath, not out of disdain, but out of concern.

She looked at Logan, seriously considering for his sake.

“Young Master Logan, you may not know, but this book is well-known as junk in the Treasure Pavilion, with not a single word in it—it’s just a useless thing. Perhaps you held it in too high regard, but no matter, I can persuade the sect to give you another chance to choose. Try again.”

The others, hearing this, could not disguise their envy.

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One selection was already done, and yet he could choose a second time.

“Senior Sister Snow is being too kind to this lad. What place does the Treasure Pavilion stand for her to even think of challenging the longstanding traditions?”

“Just for this boy, I really don’t understand why Senior Sister Snow is investing so much in him. Moreover, he doesn’t seem to have much ability, lacking the eye for good picks, choosing a waste item for his selection. I really don’t know why so many people have high hopes for him, it’s quite the joke!”

But regardless of what anyone else said, regardless of Snow Wood’s intentions for him,

Logan rejected her offer without a second thought.

“There’s no need for that, Miss Snow. I’ll stick with the Wordless Heavenly Scripture; this item will suffice. I do not need a second chance, nor do I intend to exchange it for something else.”

No sooner did he finish speaking than more sneers came from the side.

“What a fool, he had the chance to choose again and he doesn’t take it. I’ve never seen someone so foolish.”

“Exactly, simply for the sake of saving face, and in the end, it’s himself who will suffer.”

Snow Wood, affected by the comments from bystanders, somewhat believed he was acting out of pride and so took a moment to carefully choose her words, proposing a different approach.

“Young Master Logan, you don’t have to regard what these people think. If I said I could give you a second chance, then you definitely have one, and there’s still time. What you walk away with is what matters most.”

Logan chuckled lightly. He hadn’t expected Snow Wood to be so naïve, actually believing he had refused her out of pride.

However, considering her good intentions, Logan still gave her some face.

“Then I must thank Miss Snow here. However, I really do not need to trade. For me, this Wordless Heavenly Scripture is the best. Since I have chosen it, I’ve accepted my choice. Miss Snow need not make an exception for me.”

Having said that, he didn’t plan to say more. Holding the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, he quickly left.

“Young Master Logan…”

Snow Wood wanted to say something, but eventually stopped herself, not uttering a word.

She just watched his fading figure, her gaze lingering long after he had gone.

“Eh?”

At that moment, Snow Wood’s master, Delilah, tilted her head slightly and took a step forward, her eyes holding a certain gravity.

She looked at Logan’s retreating back, especially the book in his hand, and seemed to ponder something. A trace of depth flashed through her eyes, something mysterious.

This person, whether by coincidence or not, had actually chosen the Wordless Heavenly Scripture.

Others might think it was a useless book. Indeed, over the many years, people had asked her why she kept that book in the Treasure Pavilion when it clearly had no use.

But Delilah knew that the book with no words was far from simple.

Even she hadn’t found a way to decipher it.

Logan didn’t seem like a foolish man, so since he took the book, there must be a reason.

That boy, he must know some secret!

Logan was unaware of the Falling Snow Sect Leader’s scrutiny and did not ponder it too deeply, quickly returning to his place.

Upon returning, he first sought out Nineteen.

“Master, there is something I do not understand and would like to ask you about.”

“Oh? It’s rare for you to encounter something you don’t understand. Come here and show me.”

Nineteen was drinking, getting himself drunk once again, but he wasn’t neglecting serious matters.

In the past, Logan had worried that Nineteen might make a mistake because of drinking or make a wrong judgment, but not anymore because he knew Nineteen wasn’t that kind of person.

Logan set aside his thoughts and presented the Wordless Heavenly Scripture for his inspection.

“Master, this is what I obtained in the Treasure Pavilion of the Falling Snow Sect. Please take a look.”

Nineteen glanced at the Wordless Heavenly Scripture but did not seem surprised; he had an I-knew-it-all-along expression.

He even curved the corner of his lips, as if he thought of something pleasant. Then he patted Logan’s shoulder with a secretive look and instructed him.

“Kid, this thing is fated to be with you. Keep it well.”

After saying this, he picked up the jug of wine he was visiting and downed it in one gulp. Still seeming unsatisfied, he smacked his lips like a mischievous old man.

“Alright, it looks like you’ve almost taken care of everything here, and it’s about time we left. Pack up, we’re leaving immediately.”

“Yes.”

Logan nodded.

As he was packing his belongings, Little White suddenly popped up, blinking hesitantly.

“Owner, are we leaving right away?”

“That’s right, we’ve resolved everything here. Let’s get the things sorted and then we’ll leave with Master.”

Little White seemed hesitant and after a moment still spoke up tentatively.

“Owner, before we leave, may I go see my mother’s grave? We don’t know how long it will be before we can return, and it might be never. I’d like, one last time, to pay respects to my mother.”

Logan paused in his packing. In this regard, he did not stop her.

“Of course, you can. Wait for me, I will take you there shortly.”

Little White’s voice suddenly filled with gratitude.

“Thank you, Owner.”

She had braced for a refusal and was surprised to receive consent.