Chapter 142
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Chapter 142: A Pleasant Surprise
Fang Lie probed inside with his divine sense and was immediately startled.
Ordinary Sumeru Bags typically measured the size of a small house – ample space for most needs. Such basic models cost 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, while larger versions exceeding hundred-zhang dimensions could reach millions. Yet Puhua’s Sumeru Bag spanned three hundred zhang, its value exceeding ten million spirit stones.
The true marvel within was a golden sphere radiating Buddhist light. At two hundred fifty zhang in diameter, this solid mass of Buddha gold dwarfed typical specimens. Normally, fourth-rank Buddha gold required millennia of Buddhist aura infusion to form, with melon-sized pieces sufficing for treasures like Fang Lie’s newly acquired Golden Bowl. This colossal sphere rivaled sixth-rank treasures in worth, beyond commoners’ dreams.
"Has Puhua gone mad?" Fang Lie blurted. "Why hoard such absurd quantities?"
"Preparing materials for his life-bound treasure," Old Bird chided. "Upon reaching Golden Pool stage, cultivators forge lifelong companions. The larger the base material, the greater potential. This could evolve into fifth-rank gear immediately, maybe even Ninth-Rank eventually."
Fang Lie whistled. "Great Thunder Sound Temple must’ve heavily invested. Even Nascent Soul True Immortals would covet this. Lucky me!" His grin faded. "Pity it’s Buddhist-specific. Useless in Mo Sect, worthless to sell elsewhere."
"Fool! Your sentient Pill Furnace hungers." Old Bird’s feathers rustled. "Feed it this sphere for upgrades. Sturdier defenses than your Golden Bowl, better alchemy efficiency – free meal for free loot!"
The revelation sparked Fang Lie’s enthusiasm. After cataloging Puhua’s estate – two million spirit stones (including 170 high-grade elemental stones), six third-tier items besides the seized Fourth-tier Magical Items, and assorted premium materials – the total excluding the golden sphere already neared tens of millions.
"Banditry pays better than Great Pill Mastery," Fang Lie mused, then sobered at Old Bird’s warning about Great Thunder Sound Temple’s wrath. The cultivator shrugged. "Let them seethe. My conscience stays clean."
He resolved to return Puhua’s Śāriputra relic despite Old Bird’s protests, then meditated. Two hours later, his Earth Eye observed ten thousand Dao patterns shimmering across toughened skin – one-tenth toward completing his Dao Body’s first layer per the Innate Great Five Elements Nascent Fetus Classic.
Refining the vajra mace and Demon-Subduing Golden Bowl proved arduous. Even with self-boosting secret techniques amplifying his Magic twentyfold, three days passed before barely mastering the Fourth-tier Magical Items. Their staggering energy demands limited output to mere tenths of true power.
The intact Roaring Sky Cannon surprised him – surviving Golden Thunderstorm strikes that shattered third-tier Clear Wind Bright Moon Sword. Though depleted of second-tier shells, its structural integrity hinted at higher-grade origins.
Scouting revealed empty battlefields. Targets had fled, leaving Fang Lie to confront the Arhat Immortal Fruit’s guardians – seventy thousand Iron-Beaked Birds. While individually weak (second-tier, no ranged attacks), their swarm tactics deterred even Inner Elite Disciples. Fang Lie gripped his new treasures, ready to test their mettle.
