A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 284 The Worries of Venerable Zhiyang and the Old Demon Hehuan

"We also need to take care of the beginning and the end."

After ransacking the Hehuan Sect's treasury, the old man in the blue robe took out two tokens.

One is the sect leader's token, which can control the restrictions set up here by the Hehuan Sect's sect leader lineage.

The other is the Grand Elder's Token, which can control the various formations and restrictions set up here by the elders.

With the two tokens in hand, one can control almost all the magic arrays in this area:

"Disperse!"

Accompanied by the infusion of his magic.

One by one, the array formations and restrictions began to dim and fade, losing their luster, thus exposing their most vulnerable core to the boundless tribulation lightning.

Before long, the tribulation lightning struck, and the layers of formations that had been able to barely resist it were instantly swallowed up and destroyed by the lightning.

Moreover, Qingyi not only used the token to close the secret vault's restrictions, leaving the vault without layers of protection, but also used a Thunder Whale Cannon that Han Li had given him as a backup to release all the tribulation lightning that the several lightning-absorbing beads in his hand had previously absorbed, using the tribulation lightning to erase the traces of his presence even more cleanly.

After the lightning strike, all traces were erased.

No one was able to find out who it was afterward.

"Perfect."

With a clap of his hands, Qing Yi strode away, leaving without a trace.

He imitated this method in similar areas.

Treat everyone equally.

For the next two days, the area around the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate was subjected to a barrage of tribulation lightning.

An old man in a blue robe, who had concealed his whereabouts, took advantage of the endless tribulation lightning to plunder every place within the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate that he could.

...

high in the air.

Han Li sensed the return of his companion by sensing the Thunder Whale Cannon that Qing Yi carried with him.

The next moment, he used magic to provide a small cover for his companion.

Just as the magic light shone, a gap appeared in the outer array surrounding the hovering flying boat, and Qing Yi himself immediately entered silently through the gap.

follow closely.

And in a moment that outsiders cannot see or observe with their divine sense.

Silver Moon's fox-like form entered the spirit beast pouch, while her soul returned to the artifact's spirit.

Qingyi then sat down where Yinyue had been.

"Was the trip alright? Are you alright?"

Han Li asked first, showing his concern.

As he spoke, he brewed a pot of fresh spiritual tea for Qingyi.

The old man in the blue robe smiled, stroked his beard, and nodded.

"Everything went smoothly, and the harvest was quite good."

In response, he took out one large storage bag after another from his sleeve and placed them on the tea table.

There are as many as fifteen.

And each one is bulging.

"so much?"

The bearded man was greatly surprised.

He casually picked up two storage bags and examined them, his eyes immediately widening in surprise.

He then looked at the remaining storage bags on the table, clicking his tongue in amazement.
"These two storage bags alone are worth more than all the treasures I've ever collected in my life."

Without him.

Inside the two storage bags were thousands of spiritual herbs and even more spiritual materials.

In terms of medicinal herbs, without exception, they are all medicinal herbs that are over three hundred years old.

More than half of them are over 500 years old.

The total value of the elixir is conservatively estimated at over ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones.

In terms of spiritual materials, the main type is thousand-year-old spiritual wood, with a total value of at least 100,000 to 200,000 mid-grade spirit stones.

There are about ten more similar storage bags.

"This Hehuan Sect..."

"So fat!"

Han Li casually picked up two storage bags, examined them, and then shook his head.

In his opinion, the returns this time were only average.

Seeing this, the bearded man was somewhat puzzled:

"Isn't that enough?"

This is a collection of supplies worth at least two to three million mid-grade spirit stones.

"As the overlord of the demonic path in the Tianluo Kingdom, which spans tens of thousands of miles, and also possessing the relatively wealthy Yue Kingdom, the Hehuan Sect has two to three hundred thousand disciples! It owns more than thirty medium-sized mountain gates and spirit herb gardens similar to the original seven sects of Yue Kingdom, six or seven medium to large-sized spirit herb gardens similar to the Blood Forbidden Land, two large spirit herb gardens similar to the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate, and hundreds or even thousands of small spirit herb gardens..."

The number of cultivation families involved is countless.

"Tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of rare medicinal herbs can be produced every hundred years."

"The spiritual herbs inside the sect are just a drop in the ocean; the real prizes are outside the sect."

"You should know that the Hehuan Sect's several large mines and hundreds of medium and small mines produce over 100,000 mid-grade spirit stones and over 10 million low-grade spirit stones annually. The Hehuan Sect also operates over a hundred markets of varying sizes, all of which are hubs of wealth. There are countless examples of Hehuan Sect disciples opening shops in other sects..."

"Otherwise, how can we support more than 200,000 Qi Refining stage disciples and tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment stage disciples?"

"How can we ensure that more than ten Nascent Soul stage monsters can share enough profits?"

"Not to mention letting two or three hundred Core Formation stage cultivators taste even a little bit of profit."

If a sect were to rely on the meager profits within its own gates to support a major sect, it would be an insult to the "chain of interests" that a top-tier sect in Tiannan could leverage.

More than 98% of the wealth is concentrated in the hands of less than 2% of the population. In fact, these 2% owe the former a large sum of money. This is the behind-the-scenes rule of human society.

This is even more real and cruel in the world of cultivation.

The large group occupied a country.

Rogue cultivators are only fit to count the few coins left in their storage bags, and to painstakingly spend every spirit stone they can. Therefore, they cannot even imagine how many resources truly top-tier forces and powerful individuals enjoy.

Therefore, while two or three million mid-grade spirit stones may seem like a lot, it is actually far from the total size of the Hehuan Sect.

"This Hehuan Sect..."

"So poor!"

Han Li spoke in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, Qing Yi stroked his beard, smiled, and nodded.

"What the Sect Master said is very true."

"What's wrong? Qingyi, have you discovered something?"

"Elder, actually, it was already quite late when I arrived. The dozen or so medicinal fields deep within the Hehuan Sect that were the focus of cultivating spiritual herbs had already been harvested ahead of time. I estimated that at least two thousand thousand thousand thousand-year-old spiritual herbs had been picked ahead of time, and there were definitely many of them that were two thousand years old."

"Is there still this?"

"Actually, this is normal. Those old guys in the Hehuan Sect should have realized the seriousness of the problem long ago. It would be wrong of them not to put away the good stuff quickly."

Han Li poured Qing Yi a cup of tea, then spoke again:
"These shouldn't be all the spoils from this trip, right?"

He forcibly accessed some of the memories of Sect Leader Tian and Fatty Tian, ​​and thus learned the approximate size of the Hehuan Sect.

Especially the sect's secret vault.

"As expected, you can't hide it from the sect leader."

While sipping his tea, Qingyi took out three storage bags from his sleeve:

"These three storage bags represent three types of treasures within the Hehuan Sect's secret vault. The first storage bag belongs to the Hehuan Sect Master's lineage, this one to the Grand Elder's lineage, and the third one is shared by both..."

Three brand-new storage bags have appeared.

This time, the bearded man's eyes shone even brighter.

The variety of rare materials is dazzling, including magical artifact hardware and various scarce ores. There are thousands of main and auxiliary materials that can be used to refine magical artifacts.

There are over a thousand Core Formation level talismans and no fewer than twenty Nascent Soul level talismans, all left behind by predecessors.

There are hundreds of secondhand artifacts from our predecessors.

More than a hundred of the golden pills from our predecessors have been preserved.

There are also the cultivation techniques and secret arts in the Sutra Repository, and many finished pills in the Pill Recipe Pavilion, etc.

"How...how can there be so many?"

Barbarian Beard's eyes were now wide open to even more surprises.

"The Hehuan Sect is, after all, a sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. As long as it stands, these resources will continue to exist. Only when facing the danger of annihilation, or when there is a major operation, will these resources be activated."

For example, the internal strife between the righteous and the demonic forces nearly a thousand years ago.

The foundation of the Hehuan Sect was severely damaged.

Otherwise, the contents of the secret vault would be several times greater.

Another example is the invasion of the demonic path back then.

The Hehuan Sect also mobilized some of its resources.

During his time on the battlefield of Jingu Plain, he personally witnessed many direct descendants of the Hehuan Sect in the Foundation Establishment stage activating talismanic treasures and even using golden pills left by their predecessors in conjunction with second-hand magic weapons to unleash their power.

"I was able to get so many good things thanks to the Hehuan Sect Master's token that he gave me beforehand."

Qingyi handed over two tokens.

One of them was the Hehuan Sect Leader's token that Han Li obtained from Tian Buque's Nascent Soul father.

It was precisely because of the two tokens that the old man in the green robe could move freely through the heavily restricted Hehuan Sect without any worries.

The sect's key locations, such as the Pill Pavilion, Scripture Pavilion, Merit Pavilion, and Weapon Refining Pavilion, were almost completely unguarded against him. The items inside, mainly those that the high-level cultivators of the Joyful Union Sect hadn't had time to inventory and take away, were all packed up by Qingyi Jushi without leaving a single one.

Those restrictions originally intended to protect against outsiders have instead become green cards that allow anyone to take whatever they want.

"Finally, there's this storage bag, which belongs to an elder of the Hehuan Sect. That guy happened to be inside the secret vault avoiding a lightning strike at the time..."

Qingyi briefly explained the situation at the time.

"That storage bag is your spoils of war; you don't need to take it out to share the spoils."

Subsequently, the three divided the profits according to the amount of effort they contributed.

Han Li gets seven, Qing Yi gets two, and one percent goes to the three of them to share.

Barbarian Beard can also choose some resources from them to train his disciples; it's a win-win situation.

As the saying goes, even close brothers should keep clear accounts.

In the end, however, Man Da Han only took five sets of supplies, enough to train his disciples to the mid-stage of Core Formation and arm them to the teeth.

Qingyi only took ten portions of supplies as a token gesture.

"What are you two doing? Second Elder, why are you being so polite with me?"

Han Li asked in surprise.

It made it seem as if he was mistreating the two of them.

"Sect Master, we only need to train a few disciples we find agreeable so we can retire comfortably. What's the point of taking away so many useless resources?"

Barbarian Beard is the most direct.

"Yes, Sect Master, I only recently took your refining crystals and Geng gold. This time it was just a small favor. How could I possibly take away so much wealth?"

Qingyi waved his hands repeatedly.

Upon hearing this and seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but chuckle:
"Let's keep things separate. There's no room for you to slack off here. Take all the resources you're entitled to right away, and diligently train the talents you need. As you both know, what our Xuantian Sect lacks most right now is manpower."

"The Xuantian Sect is just starting out; there are more elders than disciples. It's a joke if word gets out..."

"Therefore, I will have to trouble you two again."

The three raised their teacups, using tea instead of wine, and smiled at each other.

For both of them, Han Li's willingness to offer such a priceless treasure as refining crystals was a testament to his genuine sincerity.

In Han Li's eyes, trust is priceless, and two trustworthy individuals who have a great chance of advancing to the level of a Great Cultivator are even more priceless.

The three understood the principle that "unity brings mutual benefit, while division brings mutual harm."

"By the way, Second Elder, how did it go with dealing with the traces?"

"Sect Master, rest assured, with the Thunder Whale Cannon and those Thunder Absorbing Pearls you gave us, not a trace will be left."

All traces were completely erased by the lightning.

Even the most powerful insight techniques cannot trace back to the source.

"it is good."

...

Just as the three were happily counting the benefits they had gained from the Hehuan Sect's mountain gate...

The cultivators from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance in the south have finally arrived.

The first to arrive were the rogue cultivators, a total of five people, with Tianhen Old Monster as their leader.

"Is this Fellow Daoist Han?"

The bearded and unkempt Tianhen was the first to greet them.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Tianhen."

Han Li responded politely.

"Then this man must be my grandson's master... Fellow Daoist Barbarian Beard?"

"... "

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone...

The conversation with Tianhen and the others was very pleasant.

In particular, the seemingly insignificant move by Barbarian Beard to take on the grandson of Old Monster Tianhen has brought unexpected benefits.

A group of people, led by Tianhen, surprisingly stood up for Han Li without hesitation.

Two are at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and three are at the peak of the early-stage Nascent Soul realm; their strength is indeed formidable.

Worse still, these old monsters are all nearing the end of their lives. The younger ones are over nine hundred years old; the older ones are almost a thousand years old, just like the old barbarian.

And each of them possesses one or two special skills.

This is also a group of ruthless characters who are "barefoot and not afraid of those wearing shoes".

The major sects of Tiannan have always been unwilling to provoke them.

The fact that these people suddenly stood up for Han Li was truly unexpected by both the righteous and demonic factions.

They simply put the entire Demonic Path sect in a bind.

Even the Venerable Master Zhiyang found it difficult to handle.

"How did Tianhen and the others get mixed up with those three surnamed Han?"

...

Han Li, seemingly unremarkable, has already proven his strength as a great cultivator by defeating the Old Demon of the Joyful Union Sect and a group of Nascent Soul cultivators with his latest victories. Now, he is further demonstrating his sect-annihilating abilities through practical action.

Moreover, this "sect-destroying level" does not refer to the kind of minor major forces with only one or two Nascent Soul stage cultivators in charge, but rather to the top major sect in Tiannan, such as the Hehuan Sect, which has great cultivators and multiple Nascent Soul stage cultivators in charge.

Then there's Barbarian Beard, who also proved himself with solid performance results more than half a year ago.

His strength seems to surpass that of the Heavenly Hatred Old Monster.

As for Qingyi Jushi?

Although he lacked actual combat experience and his cultivation level was significantly lower than Han Li's and Man Hu Zi's, the fact that he could sit on equal footing with them and chat casually indicated that his skills were definitely remarkable; he was at least among the top tier of mid-stage Nascent Soul experts.

These three were accompanied by several Nascent Soul stage cultivators, including Hong Fu, Yuan Yao, and Yan Xuanhao, and had the three Yunmeng sects as allies.

Now, with the support of Tianhen Laoguai and a few others, they are truly like tigers with wings.

Once these street thugs, who're quick to flip tables at the slightest disagreement, take a liking to each other and engage in a battle of wits and filth...

"not good!"

The Old Demon of Hehuan and the Venerable Master Zhiyang exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep worry in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)