American Comics: Something's Wrong with This Superhero World

Chapter 201 The End of Dharma

After seeing the female staff member sign the contract, Xiao Xian took it back and asked...

"What other mythological artifacts does the Da Ying Museum have? I'm looking for something high-class, preferably divine artifacts."

Xiao Xian's question startled the female staff member. She thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I'll take you there to see."

The two walked through a dimly lit corridor and arrived at a spacious exhibition hall named "Wardesden Legacy".

"These exhibits are all donated by Mr. Ferdinand of the Rothschild family." A female staff member led Xiao Xian into the hall, pointing to a prominent exhibit, "This is the Sacred Thorn Relic Box, the crown jewel of the Great Ying Museum."

As a staff member and a former Catholic, she was very familiar with the legend of the Chest of the Holy Thorns.

"It is said that the sacred thorn reliquary contains a thorn from the crown of thorns worn by Jesus Christ when he was nailed to the cross. The crown of thorns was stained with Jesus' blood when he died. Therefore, the sacred thorn has mystical power to heal diseases and ward off evil spirits."

Ignoring the relic box inlaid with gold, enamel, crystal, pearls, sapphires, and rubies, Xiao Xian's attention was focused on the seemingly ordinary thorny bark inside.

Just as the female staff member was enthusiastically introducing the history and legends of the Sacred Thorn Relic Box to Xiao Xian...

"This is a fake." Xiao Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, very certain.

"Impossible!" The female staff member looked at Xiao Xian in disbelief. "This Sacred Thorn Relic Box has passed rigorous authentication; it's absolutely genuine."

Xiao Xian did not answer her immediately, but instead looked at the relic box again, his gaze making the female staff member uneasy. When he looked at the female staff member again, his eyes became unfathomable.

"You misunderstand. I'm not saying this relic box is fake, but the Crown of Thorns inside is fake," Xiao Xian said slowly, his voice calm.

"Because... there's no divine blood on it, and its rank is far too low; it can't be genuine. This Sacred Thorn Relic Box should have once truly contained a Sacred Thorn, but right now, the thorn inside is just an ordinary thorn."

"Was it switched? Or was the one sent by the Rothschild family fake?" The female staff member covered her mouth, looking utterly incredulous.

"Who knows? Let's go, let's go see the other artifacts." Xiao Xian lost interest in the Holy Thorn Relic Box, which he had already determined to be a fake. He gestured to the female staff member next to him, indicating that she should take him to see the other artifacts.

Under Xiao Xian's gaze, the female staff member's heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and she hurriedly led Xiao Xian to another exhibition hall.

"This is another important piece in our museum's collection, the reliquary of St. Eustace. It contains a fragment of the cross on which Jesus was crucified." The female staff member led Xiao Xian into the exhibition hall and then to an ornately decorated wooden box.

It was a wooden box bearing the marks of time, inlaid with gold edges, and covered with intricate patterns, each pattern seemingly carrying a profound and mysterious meaning. It was a sacred object that had witnessed the vicissitudes of history.

"This time it's the real thing." Xiao Xian nodded slightly as he sensed the power and divine force emanating from the Saint Eustace Relic Box. However, Xiao Xian did not take it directly, but left a magical mark on the side.

Then Xiao Xian had a female staff member take him to explore the artifacts in the Da Ying Museum, some of which were genuine and some were fake.

To Xiao Xian's surprise, even the artifacts of the now extinct Aztec civilization still exude power and divine strength within him, and they even have an owner.

Clearly, the demise of forces in the real world will not cause real harm to the gods.

However, the divine power on the opposing artifacts was indeed less than that of the artifacts possessed by those forces in the real world that are still active today. Clearly, the demise of forces in the real world has not been without impact on the gods.

After wandering around for a while, Xiao Xian returned to Jordan Belfort's London mansion in the early hours of the morning. When he came back, he saw Jordan running around the living room like a madman.

"What happened to that guy?" Xiao Xian took the drink Naomi offered, took a sip, and said, "Did he go crazy from the mental blow? Surely not? I think I controlled the intensity perfectly, taking it step by step. And he gradually started to enjoy it, didn't he?"

"He's taken too much. His best friend Donnie brought him some strong drugs." Naomi glanced at Jordan with disdain and said, then put her arm around Xiao Xian's arm and said, "Let's go upstairs and do our own thing, we don't need to worry about him."

"Tell him to take less of this in the future. I'll design a spell to help him break free from this dependence. Isn't this a waste of time? He could use that time to accumulate more corrupting power. If he really can't stay idle, he could convert the ship into a casino and go to the high seas to gamble. Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare to rest like that."

Xiao Xian lifted Naomi's chin and said, "You go back first. I have something to do. If I'm interested, I'll come find you after I'm done."

"Okay~ I'll wait for you in the room~" Naomi said with a bright smile.

"By the way, is Donny's wife pretty? Never mind, it doesn't matter. I'll have Donny bring his wife over another day."

Xiao Xian called out to Naomi, who was going upstairs, and asked, "Although Donnie doesn't have many scenes, he can still be considered the second male lead. Since he likes to take drugs and do bad things, we might as well take his soul as well."

If Donnie's wife is pretty enough, Xiao Xian will reluctantly sacrifice himself; if she's not pretty enough, Xiao Xian can just let Jordan or some other man have her.

"Okay. She's pretty, but she's not as pretty as me," Naomi nodded, then added.

Back in his room, following the cultivation steps described in the "Shangqing Nine Heavens Divine Great Mixed Jade Division Orthodox Method," Xiao Xian sat cross-legged and began practicing Qi cultivation. However, he quickly discovered that this world seemed to lack spiritual energy, and his methods for attracting spiritual energy were completely ineffective here.

Xiao Xian took out the white jade book pages from his pocket and asked...

"There's no spiritual energy in this world at all, how am I supposed to cultivate? Is there something wrong with my cultivation method?"

Under his gaze, a passage of text appeared on the white jade page.

"Yes, this world once possessed spiritual energy. But now we have entered the Dharma-ending Age, and the spiritual energy has dissipated."

"Then what use are you to me? Maybe I should just throw you back into the museum." Xiao Xian rolled his eyes. The cultivation techniques he got from this world are useless in this world.

"I can transform the origin of this world into spiritual energy, and then you can circulate your cultivation techniques, absorb the spiritual energy, and thus cultivate," the white jade book replied.

"Huh?" Xiao Xian was completely bewildered. What kind of bizarre operation was this? Why didn't he just use the world's origin to strengthen himself? In the dimensional space, as long as there was enough world origin, Xiao Xian could not only strengthen himself, but he could even turn back time.

(End of this chapter)