Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1522 They're going to suffer this injustice in silence.
Upon hearing that Su Fan had left the sect in a flying boat, Haoming Divine Venerable and several sect leaders almost simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, the gloom that had been weighing on their brows for days finally dissipating.

This menace has finally been driven away.

Ever since Su Fan ruthlessly killed the lower realm avatars of three powerful figures from the Upper Realm, the spies in the Lingxuan Realm who claimed to be "orthodox" from the Upper Realm have been in an uproar.

Even though they are just clones of those big shots from the Upper Realm, these people still consider themselves to be from the Upper Realm.

A mere worm from the lower realm dared to kill a person from the upper realm; in their eyes, this was as if it had violated a heavenly law.

They were all indignant, and many of them advocated killing the boy as a warning to others.

After this voice emerged, not many people responded, since there were far more people who were clear-headed.

You can't beat him anyway, and the big shots of the human race in the upper realm won't descend in their true forms to kill this kid because of this.

So it's better to just send him to the battlefield of the "Qianlun Realm" to wear him down, which can also be considered as using someone else to do the dirty work.

When Su Fan returned to the "Guangfa Daozong" mountain gate, Haoming Shenzun and the others were also on tenterhooks.

After all, this kid is just too damn vicious and violent.

They were terrified of angering Su Fan and being killed by him in a fit of rage.

Fortunately, since Su Fan returned to the mountain gate, he has been very respectful and polite, which has put their minds at ease.

Now that this scourge is finally gone, they feel a great sense of relief.

Haoming God Venerable took out the communication array plate from his waist and sent out a message.

"Junior Brother Xi Hu, do you know which three treasures that kid chose from the secret vault...?"

However, the message went unanswered, and a long time passed without a reply from the Divine Lord Xi Hu.

Haoming God Venerable frowned and tried to contact her again with his mind, but still received no response.

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, and he hurriedly ordered the disciples beside him to go and check the secret vault of the mountain gate.

The communication array finally vibrated, and the disciple sent a message.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, please come quickly! Uncle-Master Xi Hu is acting strangely..."

Upon glancing at the message, Haoming Divine Venerable's heart sank. He immediately activated his escape technique, transforming into a streak of light and heading straight for the valley where the secret vault was located.

As soon as they reached the cave at the end of the valley, they saw Junior Brother Xi Hu sitting cross-legged on the ground, a foolish smile on his lips, his eyes vacant, looking like a madman.

Haoming God Venerable cried out inwardly, not rashly waking Xi Hu, but instead flashing into the cave and heading straight for the core of the sect's secret vault.

But the moment he stepped into the secret vault, he was struck by lightning, his vision went black, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

In the empty vault, shelves were overturned, treasure chests were shattered, and the once dazzling magical treasures and rare spiritual materials had long since disappeared, leaving only dust on the ground.

This was the wealth accumulated by countless predecessors of the Guangfa Dao Sect since its founding, and now it has been completely looted, leaving not a single hair behind.

Haoming God felt a tightness in his chest, and an intense anger surged to his head, making him wish he could smash his head against the ground and die.

At this moment, several other Nascent Soul Realm experts rushed in, and upon seeing the empty sect's secret vault, they immediately began to curse.

"How...how dare he do this..."

"This is outrageous! This kid is going too far..."

"Go after him! He hasn't gone far; it's not too late..."

"So what if we catch up? Do you dare to stop that airship...?"

They knew perfectly well that Su Fan was not riding an ordinary flying boat. If anyone dared to intercept him, they would die without even knowing how.

But looking at the empty sect's secret vault, how could they be content?

All the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of this generation of the sect have gone to the "Qianlun Realm" to provide assistance, and it is estimated that they will all be consumed in the end.

They thought that for many years to come, "Guangfa Daozong" would be their private property.

Who knew that the sect's secret vault would be completely looted by that kid? It was like cutting flesh off their bodies with a knife.

"not good……"

At this moment, the God of Haoming suddenly shouted.

Yesterday, he received a report from Pang Da, the deacon of the External Affairs Hall, that the kid had gone with him to the sect's inner treasury.

At the time, he didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't pay any attention to it.

Now it seems that the kid's appearance in the sect's inner treasury yesterday was definitely not for good reasons.

Thinking of this, Haoming God Venerable hurriedly ran out of the cave and used his escape technique to arrive at the inner treasury of the sect's internal affairs hall.

Ignoring the astonished looks of the many disciples guarding the inner treasury hall, he ran all the way to the depths of the inner treasury.

Haoming Divine Venerable activated his divine sense and swept through various areas deep within the inner treasury, feeling as if his heart was being torn apart.

Just as he expected, the kid had looted all the top-grade pills and talismans from the Guangfa Daozong's treasury.

This is the culmination of over a hundred years of accumulation by the sect.

But that kid has already boarded that flying ship, which means that the things he looted from the sect are probably gone forever.

Despite the fact that Haoming Divine Venerable and others are merely avatars of certain beings from the Daoist sects of the Upper Realm in the Lower Realm, they know exactly what they are doing.

They may consider themselves beings from the upper realm, but in the eyes of cultivators from the upper realm, they are nothing.

For such a trivial matter, they reported it to the higher realms, but no one paid any attention to them.

Moreover, once Su Fan went to the "Qianlun Realm," there was almost no possibility of him returning to the Lingxuan Realm.

Therefore, they were destined to suffer this loss in silence.

Su Fan was completely unaware of the resentment harbored by Haoming Shenzun and others from the "Guangfa Daozong".

Even if he found out, he wouldn't take it seriously.

Lao Tzu risked his life for the "Guangfa Daozong" sect, so what's wrong with taking a little something from you?

At this moment, Su Fan was sitting cross-legged in the cabin with a solemn expression.
He took out a communication array plate from his storage ring and tried to send a message to his Martial Aunt Hongling, but found that the message could not be sent at all.

Su Fan frowned immediately and then put away the communication array plate.

From the moment he boarded the airship, he sensed that it was no ordinary vessel.

Before boarding the flying boat, it was only a dozen feet long, with an unremarkable shuttle-shaped appearance, looking no different from an ordinary flying boat.

But when he stepped inside, Su Fan was surprised to find that there was a completely different world inside.

A wide passage stretched out before us, several meters wide and estimated to be several hundred meters long.

And this was only what he could see; the interior space of the entire airship was far more vast than he had imagined.

Su Fan was certain that the interior of this flying boat was not some secret realm, but a real, tangible space.

This is definitely a flying boat crafted using incredibly sophisticated spatial arrays and a large amount of rare spatial materials.

Although the cultivation world is not lacking in various spatial magic treasures such as storage rings, those spatial magic treasures cannot carry living things like this flying boat.

What surprised him even more was the cultivator who greeted him on the flying boat. Although the man was just a minor cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't see a trace of respect in the man's eyes; the man even gave him a feeling of being high and mighty.

Su Fan believed that this was not his imagination, but a real feeling that truly existed.

"Your identity jade talisman..."

The other person's tone was very curt; they didn't even bother to address him as a senior.

Su Fan didn't care, because he had already roughly guessed the other party's identity; this person was probably not from the lower realm.

So he took his identity jade talisman from his waist and handed it to the other party.

The man registered his identity jade talisman before giving him an exquisite jade talisman.

"Go to your cabin according to the number on the jade talisman..."

After the other person finished speaking, they added indifferently.

"Unless there is an emergency, you must not leave your cabin. If you leave your cabin without permission, you will be responsible for the consequences..."

After finishing his sentence, the Nascent Soul cultivator ignored Su Fan and turned to leave.

Recalling what had just happened, Su Fan couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

Ever since he broke through to the Integration Realm, no low-level cultivator has dared to be so presumptuous in front of him for a long time.

Even back in the "Polar Sword Pavilion," those mentally unstable sword fanatics would at least address him as "senior."

Su Fan shook his head with a wry smile. The kid's eyes clearly revealed a strange sense of superiority.

That arrogant look in his eyes was almost exactly the same as the clone of the human race leader from the upper realm that he had encountered before.

A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dared to be so presumptuous in front of him; who gave him such courage?

This feeling is similar to how mainlanders feel when they go to Hong Kong. Even a Hong Konger who collects scraps will have a strange sense of superiority in his eyes when he looks at his mainland compatriots.

Of course, Su Fan wouldn't get angry over such a trivial matter.

He was about to head to the "Qianlun Realm," where most of the territory had already fallen, and the battlefield situation was far worse than that of "Xin Guangtian."

It's fair to say that the area has now become a bloody meat grinder.

Every moment, countless cultivators from both races would be added to the ranks, and they might be reduced to ashes in an instant.

He was about to enter such a brutal battlefield, so he had no time to be angry.

Thinking of this, Su Fan looked around the cabin.

The cabin was quite large, a square room with sides several meters long, but it was completely empty, with nothing but a tatami mat on the floor.

What's most depressing is that there are no windows in the cabin, so you can't see the scenery outside at all.

But it doesn't matter, since Su Fan has his own personal secret realm anyway.

Moreover, he wanted to improve his strength as much as possible during this journey that would last for an unknown period of time before entering the "Qianlun Realm" battlefield.

Su Fan waved his hand and set up a concealment and isolation array inside the cabin, then began to examine his gains at the Guangfa Dao Sect.

First, there are all sorts of cultivation resources in the sect's inner treasury, all of which are top-grade pills and talismans secretly refined by the sect.

There were nearly a thousand bottles of pills alone, more than a thousand top-grade talismans, each of which was a ninth-order talisman, and hundreds of even more powerful ninth-order jade talismans. It was quite a fruitful haul.

Then there are the various ninth-tier formations for defense and concealment that are in the greatest demand on the battlefield, which can be used as cannon fodder war puppets.

Su Fan might not need these things, but for other cultivators on the battlefield, they are the most urgently needed top-grade cultivation supplies.

As for top-grade crafting materials, alchemy herbs, and rare materials for making talismans and arrays, there are even more.

Because the demand for various cultivation materials on the battlefield is also considerable, the price is definitely several times, or even dozens or hundreds of times, higher than usual.

This time, Su Fan almost swept away all the rare cultivation resources accumulated by the Guangfa Dao Sect over the past hundred years.

Haoming, the God of the Upper Realm, and several other spies must be crying their eyes out in the toilet right now.

Su Fan stored the top-grade cultivation resources that the sect had plundered into his storage ring, and then took out all the treasures from the sect's secret vault.

Countless rare and precious treasures were brought out at once, almost filling the cabin, which was several feet in diameter, to the brim.

These are all kinds of rare and precious treasures collected by the "Guangfa Daozong" over countless years.

If Su Fan emptied the sect's treasury of top-grade cultivation resources, it would be like a knife to the heart of Haoming Divine Venerable and others.

However, Su Fan looted the mountain gate's secret vault of countless rare treasures, leaving not a single one behind.

At this moment, Haoming God and the others probably even had thoughts of dying.

Although the Guangfa Dao Sect has been declining, it is still one of the few super sects in the new Guangtian.

After all, their ancestors were once very powerful, and their sect has a history of tens of thousands of years. The various rare treasures in their secret vault are definitely something that would make any high-level cultivator envious.

Unfortunately, Su Fan was about to enter the "Qianlun Realm" to participate in the battle, so he had no time to sort out these rare treasures.

Let's wait until we enter the portable secret realm and then let Sister Zhen and Li Chongxiu handle it.

With that thought, Su Fan waved his hand and stored the rare treasures in the cabin into his storage ring. Then, in a flash, he was about to enter his personal secret realm.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered something and took out his identity jade talisman from his waist.

Su Fan channeled a wisp of spiritual energy, which activated a transparent light screen.

He logged into the platform and posted a message about the "Qianlun Realm" war on the platform's public screen.

However, Su Fan discovered that the message simply couldn't be sent.

Su Fan took a deep breath. It seemed that the upper realm's control over public opinion in the lower realm far exceeded his imagination.

Fine, whatever.

As the saying goes, "When a person dies, the bird flies to the sky; if they don't die, they live for ten thousand years."

Su Fan put away his identity jade talisman, and then entered his personal secret realm in a flash.

In the days that followed, he devoted all his energy to studying and pondering the Dao of Thunder.

In this state of focused meditation, time often passes very quickly.

Several years have passed quietly, gone in the blink of an eye.

Although Su Fan's mind was focused on studying and figuring out the Dao of Thunder, he could still sense every takeoff and landing of the flying boat.

Over the years, the flying boat made more than ten landings, each lasting from a few days to several months.

Moreover, people would board this airship every time, with up to several thousand people boarding at the same time at the peak.

It seems that these passengers, like Su Fan, are all cultivators at the Integration Realm recruited from various places.

Although the spaceship flew very smoothly, Su Fan still keenly sensed that during his years of starfield travel, the spaceship had passed through star gates at least ten times.

(End of this chapter)