Six Realms Immortal Emperor

"Hmm, that's interesting." Yan Gang withdrew his spiritual energy and asked with a smile, "How did you get your hands on this broken box?"

"This...this..." Jin Chongguang hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"What, you can't even tell me?" Yan Gang said with some dissatisfaction, turning to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't go, Senior Brother Yan Gang, I'll tell you everything, okay!" Jin Chongguang saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly tugged at his sleeve.

"Hmph!" Yan Gang finally calmed down.

"I found this box in the Valley of Ten Thousand Ravines!" Jin Chongguang's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"Wanhe Valley? I wonder how many pills you used?" Yan Gang asked casually.

"Oh, the seller made it sound pretty mysterious back then. I paid a full ten Spirit-Stabilizing Pills to get my hands on it," Jin Chongguang said, while holding out one hand. Realizing his mistake, he quickly held out his other hand.

"Hahaha, don't try to fool me. This thing is pretty useless, not even worth five pills. It can only fool someone like you who doesn't know its value. Well then, since you've already lost out this time, I won't let you suffer too much. I'll give you three Spirit-Stabilizing Pills and let me have this box." Yan Gang said, stuffing the box into his storage bag.

This box is a bit special; he hasn't fully figured it out yet. Once he gets his hands on it, he'll examine it more closely and see if it has any other uses.

"Senior Brother Yan Gang, this...this isn't a good idea." Jin Chongguang pretended to be very reluctant.

In truth, he had no good intentions whatsoever. He had tried this box many times, each time pouring in a large amount of spiritual energy, only to gain nothing. It was a bottomless pit, a spiritual energy devouring machine. The idea that unexpected things would happen after the pattern absorbed enough spiritual energy was all fabricated by him, simply to trick Yan Gang.

Since Jin Chongguang got his hands on this box, he has wasted a lot of pills on it without gaining any benefits. He wants to take this opportunity to get rid of this hot potato and trick Yan Gang.

Without saying a word, Yan Gang took out three pills from his storage bag and forced them on him.

Isn't this tantamount to robbery in disguise?

Jin Chongguang pretended to be unwilling, but he accepted the pills. Although his face still looked bitter, he was secretly overjoyed.

"Alright, that's settled then. I'll be counting on Senior Brother Yan Gang's help in the future. I hope that after Master emerges from seclusion, he can give me a heads-up, as I have something urgent to discuss with him!"

"Oh dear, seeing that you did well today, junior brother, I'm determined to help you out. To tell you the truth, Master may come out of seclusion at any time. You wait here while I go in and inform him." Yan Gang put on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

"Senior Brother Yan Gang, does that mean Master hasn't gone into seclusion?" Jin Chongguang immediately understood the implication in his words.

Yan Gang actually deceived him! Jin Chongguang cursed him and his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. It seems this guy is really shameless. He was clearly deceiving him, but he still solemnly said he would report it. However, since he could see his master, he was too lazy to bother with him.

"Junior brother, how could you slander me like this!" Yan Gang was embarrassed and angry when he was exposed, and his voice rose a lot. Instead, he said seriously, "I risked being scolded by Master, and I went there for you."

Jin Chongguang realized he had said the wrong thing and was about to explain when he suddenly heard a loud voice coming from inside the hall.

"Yan Gang, what's all the noise outside?"

It turned out that the two were making too much noise, which disturbed their master who was cultivating inside the main hall.

Upon hearing the voice, Jin Chongguang was overjoyed. It was his master; it seemed he really hadn't gone into seclusion.

Upon hearing this, Yan Gang was startled and bowed respectfully towards the main hall, saying, "Master, it is Junior Brother Jin Chongguang. I was afraid of disturbing your cultivation, so I stopped him from entering."

A short while later, a faint voice came from inside the hall: "Oh, bring him in."

"yes!"

There are several traps inside the main hall. Jin Chongguang's cultivation level is too low, so Yan Gang has to take him in every time.

"Let's go!" Yan Gang led Jin Chongguang through the long corridor and into the main hall.

"Jin Chongguang, watch your mouth when you see Master," Yan Gang whispered.

To remind Jin Chongguang, he defiantly waved the storage bag containing the box in front of Jin Chongguang's eyes.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yan Gang, I promise I won't say anything out of line." Jin Chongguang grinned mischievously.

The main hall had a very large interior space with several rows of secret rooms. Yan Gang led Jin Chongguang toward one of the central rooms.

With a creak, the door opened by itself before the two even got close.

Although the two of them deliberately walked lightly, their master always seemed to know beforehand and displayed extremely high cultivation every time they came to pay their respects.

"Yan Gang greets Master."

"Jin Chongguang greets Master." The two hurriedly bowed respectfully upon entering.

"Yes, get up, everyone." Inside the secret room stood a handsome man in his thirties, exuding an aura of authority that made people afraid to look directly at him.

He is Gan Shaohong, a true disciple of the Brahma Sect. It is said that his cultivation is about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, making him a top figure among the younger generation of the Brahma Sect. His status in the sect is extremely respected, second only to the sect's grand elders.

"Yan Gang, what were you holding just now?" Gan Shaohong stared intently at the storage bag at Yan Gang's waist.

Yan Gang was startled. His master was indeed powerful; he could sense things from such a distance. He dared not conceal anything and quickly took out the box, respectfully handing it to Gan Shaohong with both hands.

"Master, it's this box."

Gan Shaohong took it, looked down at it, and seemed very interested. He asked, "Where did you get this?"

Yan Gang glanced at Jin Chongguang before replying, "Master, this was purchased by me by chance from Wanhe Valley, and I don't know its purpose yet."

Gan Shaohong exerted a little force, and the box popped open. He frowned upon looking inside, and asked with some disappointment, "Where's the stuff inside?"

Yan Gang glanced at Jin Chongguang again and replied, "Reporting to Master, when I first received it, it was an empty box."

"Oh, really?" Gan Shaohong asked casually, but his arm shot forward with lightning speed, his five fingers tightly clasped together, gripping Yan Gang in his hand like an iron clamp.

"Cough cough!" Yan Gang immediately found it difficult to breathe, but he couldn't break free.

Gan Shaohong's expression changed, and he asked sternly, "Speak quickly! Where did this thing come from, and where did its contents go!"

Although Gan Shaohong's grip was so light, Yan Gang felt as if his neck was about to break. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation and quickly told the truth: "Master... this was obtained from... Junior Brother Chongguang..."

Gan Shaohong then released his grip, and Yan Gang collapsed to the ground with a thud, panting heavily. In just a few breaths, he had been choked by Gan Shaohong, but Yan Gang felt his life was seriously threatened.

The higher one's cultivation level, the harder it is to break through, but the greater one's strength becomes.

Gan Shaohong was at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, while Yan Gang was at the seventh level, only two levels higher than him. The difference between them was like heaven and earth. In front of Gan Shaohong, Yan Gang had no strength to fight back at all.

Gan Shaohong let Yan Gang go and turned his gaze to Jin Chongguang.

Jin Chongguang immediately felt a chill run through his body. Seeing Yan Gang suffering, he dared not play any tricks anymore.