Born with immortal seed

Chapter 467 Bai Qiao Falls Down, Little White Eats His Fill
After the thousand-year-old golden crown lingzhi, two more longevity herbs were obtained.

"Ye Sui Sanxing is three thousand years old; it could even be used in a fourth-tier life-extending pill..."

Bai Zichen immediately took out two jade boxes that were protected from spiritual energy leakage and kept at a constant temperature and humidity, and carefully put away the longevity grass.

The price of longevity pills has been rising steadily in recent years.

If it is a fourth-tier longevity pill, it can extend one's lifespan by at least 60 years, and most of them will not completely lose their effectiveness until the third pill is taken.

Every high-grade longevity pill that appears at the auction attracts a large group of elderly cultivators who are willing to empty their pockets.

Some people are aiming to gain that extra time to make a breakthrough and see if they can advance to the next major level.

But many cultivators are simply afraid of death and would be happy to live even one more day.

A large portion of them are pillars of sects or families, whose deaths would cause upheavals.

For the sake of their fellow disciples and relatives, they cannot easily die.

For most sects, having an elderly Nascent Soul ancestor or a Core Formation cultivator in charge is a completely different concept.

The higher one's cultivation level, the more obvious this phenomenon becomes, and the more those around them can enjoy the benefits of Meng Yin.

At the very top of this phenomenon are the few super sects in the Central Region.

He started by talking about how great my ancestor was, but when I looked through the local chronicles, I found that those were all ancient stories from six or seven thousand years ago.

In any case, the value of a 3,000-year-old herb is immeasurable.

These two plants alone are likely to be more valuable than all the other medicinal herbs combined.

The third layer contains various magical treasures.

To be included in the collection, the minimum requirement is a high-grade magic weapon, with seven or eight top-grade magic weapons and a relatively rare set of magic weapons.

Unfortunately, after searching all the jade niches, not a single magical treasure was found.

The unexpected surprise was the possession of a third-tier flying sword.

The sword is five feet long, with colorful spots on its body, and the pommel is shaped like a dragon's snout.

He grasped it in one hand, refined it with his true essence, and quickly obtained information about the sword, which was named the Hundred Poison Cold Serpent Sword.

During the forging process, it was tempered with hundreds of kinds of poisons, so that the sword body is permanently covered with mixed toxins.

Wounds inflicted by this sword are difficult to heal, and the toxins will spread rapidly through the bloodstream to all parts of the body.

Because so much venom was mixed in, and the toxins were combined, no one knew which antidote to use.

At the same time, when the sword was finally completed, the essence of a serpent dragon was also incorporated, giving the flying sword the power of a dragon and making it more effective at deterring monsters of the third rank and below.

"What a grand gesture! Using a fourth-order dragon essence to finish the sword forging process, it seems they're aiming for a fourth-order flying sword... Unfortunately, top-tier spiritual treasures aren't so easy to forge successfully, and in the end, it's still just a third-order flying sword."

Bai Zichen felt the Hundred Poison Cold Serpent Sword; it was light and graceful when he wielded it, suitable for a light and agile sword style.

I tossed it into the Supreme Pure and Subtle Sword Box, intending to refine it slowly when I had time later.

The flying sword seemed to have the potential to advance to the fourth tier, making it worthy of his attention.

Further down, there are talismans, array plates, and other strange objects, totaling over a hundred items.

Bai Zichen left nothing behind, looting the entire secret vault clean, even taking a layer of the ground with him.

"Why isn't there a single pill? It seems the Hundred Skills Sect has another place where they store pills..."

Besides the secret vault, Bai Zichen also wanted to take another look at the Transmission Hall to see if he could collect all the inheritance of the Hundred Skills Sect.

However, deep within Wanfu Mountain, a wisp of green smoke rose straight up, and as the smoke condensed, the fluctuations of a Nascent Soul descended and converged.

At the same time, two golden-armored puppets appeared, one wielding two golden hammers and the other holding a golden mace, looking majestic and imposing.

"A fourth-tier warrior's divine talisman... What kind of secret technique is that green smoke? It seems to be summoning a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The golden-armored puppet was summoned by a fourth-tier warrior using a divine talisman. It was a powerful tool for crushing weaker opponents, and it could easily overwhelm a Core Formation cultivator.

With their enormous size and divine power, they are two ruthless killing machines.

However, when placed in front of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, the fourth-order golden armor puppet has too many weaknesses, and any Nascent Soul True Monarch can easily defeat it.

Bai Zichen only needed to glance at it to come up with at least ten ways to win quickly.

But the wisp of smoke had already condensed into a pillar, as if the secret technique was about to be completed.

If he were truly a Nascent Soul True Monarch, with two golden-armored puppets restraining him, it would be difficult to defeat him in a short time.

If the Hundred Skills Sect finds a way to drive away the Purple Star Thunder Sword and close the great formation, then he will truly become a caged bird.

"We don't know where the Transmission Hall and the Grand Treasury are, and it won't be a quick search... Let's call it a day. We've already emptied the entire secret vault; all the Hundred Skills Sect's accumulated treasures from thousands of years are here!"

Bai Zichen knew when to stop and turned to fly away from Wanfu Mountain.

When they left, they didn't forget to take the storage bags of the Core Formation cultivators underground with them, along with the array flags and array plates.

This raid on the Hundred Skills Sect, which resulted in the complete looting of its secret vault, yielded limited personal gain for Bai Zichen.

But for the Qingfeng Sect, it was an incredible overtaking maneuver.

Once he transports all the treasures in the realm back to Black Mountain, the Azure Maple Sect will essentially have gained decades of accumulated wealth for free, taking a solid step towards becoming a true Nascent Soul Grand Sect.

Upon reaching the exit of the grand formation, the Purple Star Thunder Sword was still displaying its divine power, its lightning surging and transforming into streaks of thunder dragons that suppressed the formation beneath it.

Bai Zichen stretched out his hand and grasped at the air. The lightning sword light returned to his hand. He first tore through the great array's restrictions, and after breaking free, he laughed loudly and transformed into lightning and left.

After a long while, a cultivator from the Hundred Skills Sect walked over to Wanfu Mountain, glanced at it cautiously, and then quickly ran back.

The mighty fourth-order formation, without any protection, was struck from within by a sword, leaving it mostly paralyzed and lying helplessly on the mountain ridge.

Two golden-armored puppets strode in, their movements echoing through the mountain path, and stood guard on either side of the great formation.

Inside the Hundred Skills Sect, groans of pain filled the air, and chaos reigned everywhere.

The actual number of cultivators who died was not that many; any single sect war would have resulted in more.

However, things happened suddenly. The Nascent Soul Ancestor died without warning, followed by the deaths of several Core Formation Elders, leaving the sect in a state of leaderlessness.

No one is able to step forward and take command; everyone is fighting their own battles, and the situation remains chaotic, with many disciples still fleeing in panic.

It happened right inside the mountain gate; the sect's high-ranking members were almost wiped out, and the secret vault was completely looted.

This incident can almost be considered the most tragic event in the history of the Baiqiao Sect.

The loss of personnel, the complete destruction of the secret vault, and, more importantly, the severely damaged morale of the remaining sect cultivators.

Z was able to enter his home as if it were his own, loot his secret vault, kill so many sect cultivators, and then leave without paying any price.

A few people will feel ashamed and then strive to improve, taking these experiences as motivation for self-cultivation and seeking opportunities for revenge.

The vast majority of people will still complain about fate, curse the sect for being useless, and mock the sect's dead fighters.

"Someone tell me, what happened?"

As the wisp of green smoke dissipated, a phantom of a Nascent Soul True Monarch descended, his expression changing drastically upon seeing the surrounding scene.

“Ancestor Yu, tonight Feng Yishan of the Tianxin Sect invited Ancestor Xin to a meeting. Unexpectedly, the cultivator present was not Feng Yishan, but Bai Zichen from the Northern Region… This person comes from the Northern Region and is a controversial Nascent Soul sword cultivator. Some say he has a 99% chance of becoming a Divine Transformation seed, while others say he is overrated and has already exhausted all his potential by the time he reaches the Nascent Soul stage.”

A pale-faced, beardless Core Formation cultivator suddenly knelt down, his hands trembling like butterflies.

"I hope that Elder Yu will consider our shared lineage and temporarily take charge of the situation. Currently, we are beset by internal and external troubles, and all the disciples have lost their fighting spirit."

"We separated into a separate lineage hundreds of years ago, and my lineage has never been recognized... Now that we're returning, it's a bit illegitimate, isn't it?"

The Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Yu is a very famous rogue cultivator in the Dian Kingdom, but few people know that he was originally a disciple of the Hundred Skills Sect.

When he was competing with Xin Youhuang for the position of successor, the Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Yu was reported for stealing a sacred artifact from the sect.

Although it ultimately came to nothing, there are still quite a few questions.

Later, Xin Youhuang successfully transformed into a Nascent Soul. At that time, only the Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Yu, who was in the late stage of Core Formation, was unwilling to be bullied and left in anger.

He left only a stick of incense for his junior brother at the time. Once it burned out, the junior brother could project a phantom image through the incense to help him overcome his crisis.

(End of this chapter)