Chapter 1307: Chapter 1307

Mr. Sun clenched the broken Iron Plate in his hand, feeling waves of shock in his heart. He wondered if this "Jade Pond Guard" had anything to do with the "Jade Pond" he knew, and if there was also a Jade Pond in the Immortal World of this World.

These questions had no answers for the time being. Mr. Sun simply returned the broken Iron Plate to the aunt without any expression. For now, this thing seemed like a piece of junk. Whether the material still had the remnants of the Immortal World’s aura, Mr. Sun couldn’t tell within this short period of time.

"This thing is not worth anything," he said to the aunt, and then he seemed genuinely uninterested.

The aunt angrily slammed the Iron Plate on the table, "I knew I was being tricked! If it really was valuable, why wouldn’t that fellow sell it himself, instead of using it as collateral for room rent? It’s been more than half a year and I still haven’t been able to sell it."

Mr. Sun couldn’t help but ask: "Auntie, you said you also deal in this kind of business, don’t you have the eye for discerning treasures? Or is this the only item in your inventory?"

The aunt sheepishly replied, "I was just trying to seem professional, you know?"

Mr. Sun forced a smile: "Fine, how much room rent did that person settle for? In the interest of you introducing me to Mr. Henry, I’ll pay for it."

"Really?" Auntie was overjoyed and quickly answered: "12 silver coins. The fellow stayed here for a full three months and then said he had no money left, so he put down this thing as collateral. I made him fried eggs every morning during those three months, while other inns only serve a few dry pieces of bread for breakfast. Sigh, he’s really an ungrateful fellow."

While talking non-stop, she took the silver coins from Mr. Sun’s hand and shoved the damaged Iron Plate back at him. He accepted it. The value of this item was unknown for now, and once Mr. Sun assessed it, if it turned out to be a treasure, he would naturally give the aunt enough compensation in secret. Just at this moment, the item was worth that much money.

Mr. Sun was unwilling to suffer losses but would also not take advantage of the cause and effect.

After tucking the Iron Plate away, Mr. Sun left the inn and headed to Mr. Henry’s shop. He contemplated this matter: at the end of the Road of Despair, there might have been a Divine Fall Abyss. But how did it get connected to Jade Pond?

The profession of Treasure Fisher appeared only in recent years, meaning that unknown treasures started to emerge from the space-time layers of the Road of Despair along with the Origin Resurgence.

"So... could there have been any changes in that broken cliff as well?"

As Mr. Sun thought about this, he had already arrived at Mr. Henry’s fishing gear shop. After mentioning the aunt’s name, Mr. Henry enthusiastically picked out some high-quality fishing gear for him at a reasonable price.

Mr. Sun seriously suspected that the old man had a crush on the inn’s aunt.

After purchasing the necessary items, Mr. Sun seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation with Mr. Henry: "Uncle Henry, do you buy the treasures fished up here? If you do, I’ll sell them directly to you when I find some."

"Of course, I do," old Mr. Henry knocked on a small sign under his shop sign that read "purchase": "Basically, all fishing gear shops in town will also do the business of purchasing treasures. You’re a handsome young man, and I can see that you have good luck. I’m very confident in you."

Mr. Sun laughed: "Thank you for your blessings. By the way, I’m really curious, just how long is this Road of Despair? Why have I never heard of anyone who has reached the end of the Road of Despair?"

Mr. Henry’s expression changed, and he waved his hand: "You must never try to explore the end of the Road of Despair! This small town has a history of thousands of years, and there has always been a legend: never follow the Road of Despair, or you will encounter despair! Do you understand? All those who thought they were clever and tried to find the end along both sides of the road, no matter their level, have disappeared and never returned!"

Mr. Sun showed a puzzled expression: "Why? Isn’t it safe as long as we don’t step on that road?"

Mr. Henry shook his head: "Nobody knows, but so many Treasure Fishers only dare to fish within a thirty-mile radius from here. Going deeper will greatly increase the danger. I’ve heard that once, a powerful being with the Power of Six Mountains, driven by curiosity, went a hundred miles deep into the Road of Despair. He then felt a sense of trance, as the Road of Despair seemed to be getting wider, and he was unknowingly about to step on it... He was able to forcibly regain his senses and retreat only with the help of a special Divine Artifact.

He then specifically warned all Treasure Fishers not to repeat his mistake because the deeper you go, the less control you have over your body and will, whether physically or mentally. He estimated that if he had continued to venture inward within a range of two hundred miles, even someone with Seven Mountains Power would have no choice but to walk on that road!"

Mr. Sun nodded and adopted a cooperative attitude: "I understand, uncle, rest assured, I will not risk my life for a little bit of curiosity."

After saying goodbye to Mr. Henry and carrying his fishing gear, Mr. Sun disguised himself as a Treasure Fisher and left the small town, not needing a map at all. He simply followed the endless stream of Treasure Fishers. A few hours later, Mr. Sun saw the vast, winding road stretching all the way to the end of the earth.

The scenery here was very beautiful, the lonely road was surrounded by vast mountains and dense forests on both sides. The overall color tone was rather dark and cold, creating a majestic atmosphere sculpted by the power of nature.