Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 78 Hong Yi: I wish everyone in the world could be like a dragon.

"The Qiankun Cloth Bag? It's quite nice indeed."

Xu Qing picked up the Qiankun cloth bag that Hong Yi respectfully handed over.

This Qiankun Bag is made from the skin of a human immortal, and it contains a small world.

Xu Qing used his divine soul power to open the Qiankun Bag, and a space over 100 meters high and 100 kilometers in diameter appeared before him. It was light and airy, with an incredibly fresh and clean atmosphere that was so enchanting that it seemed like a fairyland.

"With such a size, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a small world."

Xu Qing nodded to himself, and then made a judgment in his mind.

"However, in terms of value, compared to the two spatial rings I sold earlier, the increase is limited, at most a few hundred billion cosmic coins."

"After all, the price is higher, and people would prefer to choose a world belt or a world ring."

Thinking of this, he looked up at Hong Yi and smiled:

"Young Master Yi, please choose whatever you like."

Hong Yi was stunned upon hearing this, almost unable to believe his ears: "Master Xu, are you saying... that I can choose whatever I want?"
"Of course." Xu Qing's smile remained unchanged.

These words sent a huge shock through Hong Yi's heart.

In fact, the moment he stepped into the Pavilion of All Heavens, the instant his gaze swept across the display shelves, he was already terrified by the objects on them—

Compared to the last time I saw them, the items on the shelves were not only a completely new variety, but their value was also beyond my imagination.

The thousand-year-old willow heart that had previously helped him transform himself now seemed insignificant among these treasures, probably only the lowest grade of goods.

“Muya Crystal, Stellar-level Heavenly Pill, Cosmic-level Heavenly Pill, Force Battle Suit…” Hong Yi looked at them one by one, feeling his heart pounding like a drum.

The medicinal power of the wood crystal alone is several times greater than that of the thousand-year-old willow heartwood;
The lowest-grade Stellar-level Heavenly Pill is more than ten thousand times stronger;
The power of that cosmic-level Heavenly Pill is probably hundreds of millions of times greater!

The so-called Force Armor, even the lowest tier, allows the wearer to withstand attacks of less than two million pounds without injury, while reducing the attack power of those above by nine-tenths.

The second-tier Force Armor is unharmed for items weighing less than one billion jin, but weakens them by nine-tenths for items weighing more than one billion jin!
Hong Yi even saw the third-tier Force suit...

Such a priceless treasure, yet Master Xu says we can choose any one of them?
Even Hong Yi, who was usually very composed, couldn't help but secretly marvel at this moment:
"This Pavilion Master Xu is truly quite capricious in his actions..."

He suddenly remembered what had happened before and was speechless.

He initially thought that the spirits of plants and trees were divine objects that could help people ascend to the level of immortals.

But after tempering his body with dragon blood and the spirits of plants, he realized that it only gave him power comparable to that of a human immortal, but not even a fraction of the human immortal realm, let alone the power of refining the apertures.

Even so, it was still terrifying enough—for a mere innate martial artist, he was able to hone his physical body to the point where he could suppress Hong Xuanji, a mid-level human immortal. Such miraculous effects were simply unimaginable.

However, upon closer reflection, Hong Yi found it somewhat amusing, and he increasingly realized the vast difference between ghost immortals and human immortals.

Although a human immortal is powerful, having comprehended two universes, two yin and yang, and merged with heaven and earth, with all the myriad orifices in their body connected to the heavens and earth and the stars beyond the sky, they are ultimately just a physical body with limited destructive power.

But ghost immortals are different. When faced with beings that have power but no masculine fighting spirit, ghost immortals can unleash their destructive power completely.

It should be noted that even if Chan Yinsha had not survived the tribulation of lightning, her divine soul power could turn an area of ​​five or six miles into ashes.

If he were only strong in brute force, let alone a sixth-level tribulation ghost immortal at the same level as Hong Xuanji, even a ghost immortal who had just undergone a single tribulation could easily defeat him.

If one were not a cultivator, one would probably not consider a Fourth Tribulation Ghost Immortal and a Martial Saint at their peak to be the same person, given the vast difference in their power and destructive force.

One possessed unparalleled cultivation, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas; the other resembled a martial arts general from a storytelling performance. Judging solely from their abilities, the difference between them was vast.

Thinking of this, Hong Yi stared at the more than 10,000 thoughts within his body.

The dragon blood and the spirits of plants also had another wonderful use—they could nourish his soul and help him successfully pass through four tribulations of lightning.

Coupled with his own unwavering resolve, these thoughts were comparable to those of five tribulations of lightning.

Otherwise, even if one's soul and body were to become one, one would still be powerless against Hong Xuanji's fist intent, and it would be good if one could only exert two-tenths of one's strength.

And these items...

Hong Yi looked at the display shelf again, and his throat bobbed involuntarily.

Now, the number of plant spirits on the display shelves is enough to be counted in the hundreds of millions, and there are probably hundreds of thousands of Wood Spirit Crystals. The number of pills below them is even more than Hong Yi, who has the spiritual cultivation level, can count.

I'm afraid there aren't as many rare and precious materials in the entire world!
Upon seeing this, Hong Yi's lips twitched involuntarily. He turned to Xu Qing and asked, "Sect Leader Xu, do you really think we can just take these items as we please? What if I want a lot?"

He pointed to the storage shelf and added, "Like these few."

Xu Qing glanced up and saw that Hong Yi was referring to the spirits of plants and trees, the wood crystals, and those low-grade pills. He immediately waved his hand, not taking it seriously.
"Oh, those things, how much are they worth? Do as you please, don't ask me. Take as much as you can, take it all."

These worthless things are only worth a few hundred billion Black Dragon Coins. They're not even worth as much as a set of Tier 3 battle armor, which you can easily buy a whole bunch of.

Hong Yi: "..."

He fell completely silent, this time truly bewildered.

No, what do you mean by "take it all"?
Uh, can I say that I just wanted to take a dozen or so plant spirits back to feed my companions?
Young Master Yi, aged fifteen or sixteen, as the son of a marquis, believed that he had seen a lot of the world during his time away from home.

But looking at Xu Qing's nonchalant demeanor, I suddenly felt like a country bumpkin who had come to the city...

Which celestial being is this, so arrogant and domineering...?

Taking a deep breath, Hong Yi bowed solemnly: "Thank you, sir. I am deeply grateful."

Seeing Xu Qing nod, Hong Yi began to take items from the shelves. He was quite sensible; apart from the items Xu Qing allowed him to take more of, such as the Stellar-level Heavenly Pill, the Cosmic-level Heavenly Pill, and the Tier 3 Force Battle Suit, he only took one of each.

But when he touched the spirits of plants, pills, and wood crystals, his heart still couldn't help but pound—the sheer quantity was simply overwhelming.

Amidst this surge of emotions, a thought suddenly popped into Hong Yi's mind!
A thought he had never considered before!
"Is seeking benefits for my friends and family what I, Hong Yi, truly desire?"

He couldn't help but question himself.

"In my ideal world, everyone can ride the clouds and live forever, but everyone is polite, courteous, respectful and honest, and everyone is like a dragon."

"Why shouldn't I use these hundreds of millions of pills to transform the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Hong Yi was startled when he thought of this.

"Not only should I make all people in the world strong and healthy, and no longer suffer from cold and hunger, but I also want to write a scripture, so that after reading it, everyone in the world will be like a dragon, like a gentleman, and will strive for self-improvement."

“Since Hong Xuanji is a master of Neo-Confucianism, then I will personally change the Great Qian Dynasty to show him what a true transformation of humanity is!”

With this thought in mind and his conviction strengthened, Hong Yi felt his mind suddenly clear and his thoughts became unobstructed. He received an unimaginable baptism, and every thought shone brightly.

At this moment, his spiritual realm was infinitely close to that of the philosophers of the past.

(End of this chapter)