Chapter 1845: One Night to Get Rich

“Rest assured, Ancestor, your grandson understands.”

Wang Yingjie realized the seriousness of the problem and agreed.

“If only the gourds of the Mystic Sky Immortal Vine matured in another eighty to a hundred years, then Ancestor would possess a Mystic Sky artifact. At that point, no one in the Sky Blue Realm, East Gourd Realm, or Thousand Gourd Realm would be a match for Ancestor.”

Wang Yingjie said excitedly, a look of yearning on his face.

“According to ancient records, the Mystic Sky Immortal Vine does not mature so quickly. We should transplant it back to the family and keep it as a family treasure. Before the gourds mature, no one is permitted to use them for crafting artifacts or refining elixirs.”

Wang Changsheng said gravely, stating that the Mystic Sky Immortal Vine was extremely rare and must not be misused.

Ye Haitang walked in, her expression excited.

“What is it? Have you made another significant discovery?” Wang Changsheng asked with a smile.

“Uncle, I found a secret location containing a large amount of fifth-tier spiritual water.”

Ye Haitang said excitedly, noting that Wang Changsheng’s cultivation method was unique and required spiritual water to aid his practice.

The Thousand Gourd Sect had a secret area that produced spiritual water, which had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, accumulating a vast amount of fifth-tier spiritual water.

“Haitang, these are some secret ghost cultivation techniques and manuals. The Thousand Gourd Sect’s founding patriarch acquired them after defeating a Soul Transformation cultivator from the Ghost Realm, so they should be helpful to you.”

Wang Ruyan handed several black jade slips to Ye Haitang, her tone warm.

The Ghost Realm had invaded the Thousand Gourd Realm, and the Thousand Gourd Sect’s founding patriarch, Reverend Thousand Gourd, used his great divine abilities to eliminate the Ghost Realm’s leader, acquiring a batch of ghost cultivation manuals.

Ye Haitang expressed her thanks and accepted the jade slips. She then took out a shimmering blue jade bottle, handed it to Wang Changsheng, and inside it was fifth-tier spiritual water.

Wang Changsheng pulled out the stopper, and a surge of intense cold rushed out, causing the room temperature to plummet. This was an ice-attributed spiritual water, which should have good body-tempering effects.

“None of you should wander off. Stay here and cultivate first. Once our main force arrives, then we can go elsewhere to search for treasures.”

Wang Changsheng instructed them. As the former top sect in the Thousand Gourd Realm, the Thousand Gourd Sect had deep foundations and many valuable items. Thus, Wang Changsheng was not in a hurry to search for cultivation resources elsewhere.

Unless it was the ruins of a major sect or the immortal’s cave of a Soul Transformation cultivator, it would not be worth his effort.

Wang Yingjie and Ye Haitang agreed. They were collecting cultivation resources on the island, primarily high-grade spiritual herbs.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan arrived at a bluestone plaza spanning ten thousand mu. A light golden gourd stood tall in the center of the plaza. Its surface was covered with vines, and the paving stones were torn apart, revealing numerous cracks overgrown with weeds.

This was the location of the Thousand Gourd Sect’s treasure vault, which had been abandoned for many years.

Wang Ruyan threw several fireballs, burning away the weeds and vines.

They simply blasted open the main gate and confidently walked inside.

Before them was a cavern spanning one hundred mu. Its stone walls were embedded with numerous moonstones, and dozens of tall shelves were arrayed, laden with a multitude of items: jade boxes, ores, puppet beasts, elixirs, magical treasures, and more.

After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan emerged.

They found some fifth-tier artifact refining materials. If his artifact refining skills were high enough, Wang Changsheng could attempt to refine a Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure.

He planned to thoroughly refine the Glazed Ice Flame, which would increase his success rate in refining Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasures.

Purple Gourd Peak was the most spiritually abundant place on the island and the residence of the Thousand Gourd Sect’s successive Supreme Elders. A fifth-tier spiritual vein was located on Purple Gourd Peak.

At the summit of the mountain stood a greenish palace covered in vines, with “Purple Gourd Hall” inscribed on its plaque.

Wang Changsheng entered the Purple Gourd Hall and found the interior covered in dust, with tables and chairs entangled in spiderwebs.

He walked into a stone chamber over a hundred zhang in size, where there were some black residues on the ground, whose nature was unknown.

Wang Changsheng took out a blue meditation mat, sat down cross-legged, and with a flick of his sleeve, produced a fist-sized blue crystal sphere that emanated a bone-piercing chill.

He cast a spell, and the blue crystal sphere suddenly disintegrated, revealing a cluster of blue flames and a cluster of white flames, which intertwined.

Wang Changsheng infused one spell after another, beginning to refine the Glazed Ice Flame.

In the southeastern part of the Thousand Gourd Realm, there was a verdant mountain range stretching for millions of li. This was the ancestral land of the Liu family from Qingzhu Valley. The Liu family ancestors were the first to pledge allegiance to the demon race. After the demon race occupied the Thousand Gourd Realm, the Liu family’s influence expanded by more than twenty times, possessing deep foundations and numerous experts.

Liu Yunhang had cultivated for over four hundred years and was currently in the late Nascent Soul stage. He was the Liu family’s Supreme Elder and also the most highly cultivated cultivator in the family.

Tens of thousands of demonic beasts had invaded the area, and thousands of cultivators were engaged in fierce combat.

Liu Yunhang stood on an open ground, his face flushed, his body enveloped in colorful spiritual light.

Several hundred zhang opposite him, Bai Ling’er stood with an indifferent expression, her eyes emitting a strange spiritual glow.

“Monster, what can mere illusions do to me? This old man will surely kill you!”

Liu Yunhang spoke haltingly. His opponent was skilled in illusions, and he had no special treasure to counter them, making him no match at all.

“Just you? Hmph, do you think you’re him?”

Bai Ling’er sneered, the “him” she referred to being Wang Qingshan.

Since entering the cultivation world, she had only suffered significant losses at Wang Qingshan’s hands. Aside from him, she didn’t even consider other Nascent Soul cultivators worthy of her attention.

Her expression turned cold, and her eyes emitted dazzling white light. She spoke in a dignified tone: “Liu Yunhang, do you dare to defy your superiors? Why don’t you quickly commit suicide to atone for your sins?”

Liu Yunhang’s legs trembled, his face filled with terror. He suddenly knelt down and pleaded: “Master, please don’t blame your disciple. Your disciple knows he was wrong. Your disciple will commit suicide now.”

With a flip of his hand, he pulled out a shimmering green dagger and, without hesitation, severed his own head.

With a flash of spiritual light, a miniature Nascent Soul flew out, soaring straight into the sky.

A red light descended from the sky, enveloped the miniature Nascent Soul, and swept it into Cheng Xiaotian’s mouth, where it vanished.

Cheng Xiaotian’s face showed an expression of intoxication. He said in a fawning tone: “Sister Ling’er, you’re amazing! You dealt with that old man so quickly.”

He had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage and was currently in the mid-Nascent Soul stage. He had been pursuing Bai Ling’er, but owing to Cheng Zhanxian, Bai Ling’er remained indifferent toward him.

A flicker of almost imperceptible disgust flashed in Bai Ling’er’s eyes, but a smile appeared on her face as she said: “If Fellow Daoist Cheng hadn’t helped restrain his companion, I wouldn’t have eliminated this old man so quickly. Let’s finish off these enemies and move on to other locations. Once the main forces from the East Gourd Realm arrive, there won’t be much left for us.”

Cheng Xiaotian nodded, his gaze turning cold. He roared: “Kill them all! Leave no one alive.”

“Yes, Lord Heavenly Wolf.”

Numerous half-demons replied loudly, their voices echoing for several miles around.

For a time, battle cries soared into the sky, and explosions continued incessantly.

A silver streak of light flew across the sky. This silver streak was none other than the Qian Light Evasion Shuttle. Wang Qingshan and others stood upon it, their faces filled with confidence.

They had already arrived in the Thousand Gourd Realm, ready to plunder cultivation resources according to their plan.

Immortal Purple Moon’s gaze was solemn; it was unclear what she was contemplating.