Chapter 953
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“What’s wrong, Junior Brother Ye?”
Jia Tiancai, Gongyang Yan, and Yun Yin all turned their gazes towards Ye Wushuang.
“Over there… It feels a bit strange,” Ye Wushuang said, pointing towards the southwest direction. “How about I go and check it out?”
He was uncertain whether it was an opportunity or a danger.
“We’ll go with you. We can at least lend a hand, which is better than you going alone,” Jia Tiancai said with a cheerful smile.
“Alright!”
After several twists and turns, the seven of them arrived at the location Ye Wushuang had indicated.
“A mansion?” Yun Yin asked curiously, “There might actually be some opportunity here!”
Everyone was filled with excitement.
As they pushed open the mansion’s gate, a musty, sealed-off air rushed towards them. The seven of them proceeded with great caution.
At the front of the mansion was a training ground, empty and unremarkable. Passing through the training ground, they arrived at the front hall. The spacious hall was furnished with tables and chairs, and potted plants. On the wall hung a scroll painting.
The group dispersed, carefully examining the surroundings without touching anything unnecessarily. After the front hall, they found rows of houses at the back. Ye Wushuang’s eyes locked onto one particular room, and he said, “It should be there!”
The seven of them gathered in front of the room, each of them bringing out their spiritual instruments and standing on guard with great caution. The reputation of Tianlin Ancient City was built on the lives of countless warriors; they could not afford to be careless.
With a creak, the door opened, and a wave of dust-laden air rushed out. The room was not very large, and the furnishings were simple: a desk, and behind it, a bookshelf. The bookshelf was divided into compartments, all of which were empty.
After a careful inspection, Jia Tiancai and the others let out a sigh of relief. “It doesn’t seem to be anything strange,” Jia Tiancai said.
“Hmm…” Ye Wushuang, however, stood in front of the empty bookshelf, staring at it in silence.
“Junior Brother Ye, what’s wrong?” Jia Tiancai asked curiously.
Ye Wushuang approached the bookshelf and gathered numerous spiritual patterns with his hands. The patterns grew in number, reaching nearly ten thousand. These ten thousand patterns transformed into a series of talismans, radiating a power that made one’s heart tremble. Then, with a gentle push of his palm, a buzzing sound filled the air.
To everyone’s astonishment, the empty wooden compartments suddenly began to glow, revealing various items with colorful auras.
Jia Tiancai, Yun Yin, Gongyang Yan, and the others exchanged glances, their eyes wide with amazement. “It was concealed by an illusion spell. That’s why we couldn’t see the contents,” Ye Wushuang said, retracting the spiritual patterns and letting out a sigh of relief.
Ye Wushuang spoke lightly, but Jia Tiancai and the others understood the gravity of the situation. They had failed to notice anything unusual, yet Ye Wushuang had seen through it at a glance. This was true skill.
Moreover, they were aware that Ye Wushuang was a spiritual array master, but they had not expected his proficiency to be so profound! Generally speaking, a third-grade spiritual array master could gather up to ten thousand spiritual patterns at most. Yet, a master of this level was more than capable of easily defeating a warrior of the Tian Gang realm.
Seeing Ye Wushuang effortlessly gather nearly ten thousand patterns and form them into talismans, it seemed his limit was far beyond ten thousand. Could it be that he had surpassed the ten-thousand-pattern threshold?
That would place him at the level of a fourth-grade spiritual array master. What did that mean? It meant he could easily annihilate warriors of the Wan Fa realm.
Ye Wushuang’s martial cultivation was already astonishing, and now his expertise in array techniques was equally profound. Was there no end to his talents?
“Let’s see what we have here,” Ye Wushuang said as he stepped forward.
Not every wooden compartment of the bookshelf contained something. Ye Wushuang reached for a nearby glass vial. As he opened it, a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted through the air.
“This is… Yunjin Ximi Dan!” exclaimed someone. “A third-grade spiritual pill!”
Yun Yin and the others were overjoyed. Yunjin Ximi Dan, a third-grade pill, had an extraordinary effect on warriors of the Tian Gang realm, enhancing their Tian Gang energy.
Ye Wushuang handed the glass vial to Yun Yin with a smile, “Here, take it.”
“Ah?” Yun Yin was taken aback and hesitated to take it.
“Um…” Ye Wushuang explained, “This third-grade Yunjin Ximi Dan is excellent for strengthening the physical body and enhancing Tian Gang energy for warriors of the Tian Gang realm. Isn’t that what you five need?”
Yun Yin’s face turned slightly red as she said, “But you were the one who found it…”
“I’ve already reached the Wan Fa realm. Although this pill is good, it’s useless to me. Giving it to you is putting it to good use.”
Hearing Ye Wushuang’s words, Yun Yin, Gongyang Yan, and the others felt a deep sense of gratitude. Although they had said they would help Ye Wushuang as much as possible, in reality, Ye Wushuang’s strength far exceeded theirs. He didn’t really need their help. Yet here they were, receiving a gift from him without doing anything in return.
“Whether we can help or not doesn’t necessarily depend on our strength,” Ye Wushuang said with a smile. “Maybe I will need your help someday. Consider this my advance thank-you gift.”
In truth, ever since Ye Wushuang had entered Lingjian Mountain, he had been treated with great favor. Si Yin openly favored him, designating him as a core disciple. Before defeating Jiang Yihan and Ji Ou, he had encountered many disciples, stewards, and elders within Lingjian Mountain, all of whom had been very polite to him. This kind of atmosphere within the sect made Ye Wushuang feel very comfortable.
Even if we take a step back…
Lingjian Mountain was founded by Si Yin, Su Chenyang, and others, who were originally Ye Wushuang’s subordinates. The disciples and stewards within Lingjian Mountain could be considered his own followers. It was only natural for him to be kind to them.
Yun Yin accepted the glass vial, divided the Yunjin Ximi Dan among them, and carefully stored it away. Ye Wushuang continued to take out the other items from the compartments. There were glass vials, wooden boxes, and brocade cases containing spiritual instruments. Most of them were third-grade spiritual pills, heavenly-grade cultivation techniques, and heavenly-grade spiritual instruments, all of which were useful for warriors of the Tian Gang realm. Without any hesitation, Ye Wushuang gave them all to Yun Yin, Gongyang Yan, and the others.
Until he came to the last wooden box.
It was a perfect square, made of century-old rosewood with excellent airtightness. When Ye Wushuang opened the box, he found that there was still a seal inside. It took him half an hour to break the seal. As the seal was finally lifted, a series of sharp and powerful auras surged out.
Ye Wushuang’s eyes brightened as he looked at the treasure inside the box. “The scales of the Silver Moon Tianjiao!”
Jia Tiancai also saw clearly what was inside the box, and his expression turned solemn. Silver Moon Tianjiao!
A sixth-grade spiritual beast!
It was a transcendental existence beyond the Guiyuan realm, the Xujing realm, and into the Dongxu realm. Such spiritual beasts were already as intelligent as humans, and some of them had extremely fast cultivation speeds.
“Moreover…” Jia Tiancai examined the contents of the box more closely, and his expression became even more astonished.
