Chapter - 3546

Dragon Fist Sect?

Zeke had never heard of it, so it must be a small sect or faction.

Zeke nodded. "What are you going there for?"

"We're exploring the Dragon's Graveyard."

"Oh?" Zeke nodded again. "How do you plan to explore it? Has anything happened around there recently?"

"The edge of The Dragon's Graveyard isn't dangerous. We're hoping to come across some opportunities, and while we're at it, we'll gather some dragon bone flowers. It's a common medicinal herb.”

The young man seemed nervous, fearing that Zeke might take an interest in the flowers, so he quickly explained.

"Dragon Bone Flowers are quite ordinary. Although they sell for a good price outside, they're useless to a top prodigy like you. However, there are a few other things we've learned recently, and we've encountered some situations too."

"Speak." Zeke inclined his head.

He wasn't interested in robbing them, and as the young man had assumed, their medicinal herb didn't matter to him.

"Not long ago, there was a big battle in the Peach Garden. It smelled of gunpowder."

"Gunpowder?" Zeke asked, surprised. "Are you using 'gunpowder' as a figure of speech or literally?"

"Literally!" the young man replied seriously. "There was an actual scent of gunpowder."

"We were passing by, though we weren't too close, but we could smell it. It didn't seem like ordinary gunpowder. There was a trace of spiritual energy in it."

"So, there was a battle?" Zeke asked.

"Yes, a major one!"

Zeke stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Gunpowder..."

Vela also realized something and asked through telepathy, "Zeke, could the gunpowder be related to that gun?"

"You mean the Fire Dragon Gun?" Zeke nodded and replied telepathically, "Yes, that does seem possible. Could it have been fired by the Fire Dragon Gun?"

Suppressing his doubts, Zeke didn't dwell on it and asked the young man another question, "Any other information?"

"Yes!" The young man nodded respectfully. "In the heart of The Dragon's Graveyard, there was a battle between two top prodigies. It's said that Mr. Orion from the Northern Martial House fought another top prodigy."

"How long ago did their battle take place?"

"A day ago."

‘A day?’ Zeke was surprised.

His current mission was twofold: on one hand, he needed to find a top prodigy demon cultivator and lure them into the Ancient Graveyard to be slain by Emerald Sword God.

On the other hand, he was seeking opportunities.

Of course, opportunities were hard to come by, and if he kept wandering around aimlessly, he might not find anything. It would be best to have someone gather information for him.

And the ones who usually knew the most were the top prodigies.

If that's the case, I should go find them!

With this thought, Zeke said one last thing before leaving.

"Thank you so much!"

Then, he and Vela accelerated, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the sky.

They left the Dragon Fist Sect disciples gazing after them in admiration and awe.

"This top prodigy was really polite!"

"But I wonder which sect he belongs to. His strength is incredible!"

"We're truly fortunate to have met a top prodigy for the first time, and he even asked us for directions."

The young man also looked in the direction Zeke had left, his face full of admiration and respect.

"That top prodigy is so easygoing. I've never met one like him before. Oh, and the one next to him... Wasn't she wearing a robe from the Southern Martial House?"

"So, they are cultivators from the Southern Martial House!"

Meanwhile, Zeke wasn't thinking much about this encounter.

Now that his strength had greatly improved, his speed was astonishing. He streaked across the night sky like a bolt of lightning, faster than ever.

"Vela, if Orion is there, we'll be able to gather more information. But who knows, we might run into other prodigies as well."

Vela nodded. "Yes, that's likely. Zeke, are you planning to gather information from them?"

"Exactly."