Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Huge Windfall

"No problem!" Fang Lie hastily agreed before darting forward.

The little rooster sprayed a misty cloud to disable the restriction. Without hesitation, Fang Lie snatched all seven Netherworld Ghost Fire Needles at lightning speed.

The remaining treasures had varied restrictions but followed similar patterns. After cracking the first seal, the others fell quickly – mere breaths sufficed for each.

Fang Lie began his grand plunder. He claimed the Mo Sect’s Eight Steeds Carriage, the Lotus Dharma Sect’s Crossing Calamity Sutra, twelve Netherworld Ghost Fire Flags, and the Netherworld Ghost Fire Twin Swords. Seven other treasures followed, many bearing emblems of the righteous sects’ eight great factions – obvious displays meant to impress inner gate disciples.

The crown jewel was a three-zhang Eighth-rank treasure – the Taiyi Qingxu Cauldron. Beyond alchemy, this massive vessel possessed combat capabilities. Its Divine Seal could trap and refine even Thunder Tribulation Immortals.

Old Bird revealed its history – this life-bound treasure belonged to a Xuan Sect Elder who vanished millennia ago. The sect had offered Eighth-rank rewards for its return, desperate to reclaim one of their ten ancestral cauldrons crucial for refining specific spirit pills. Losing it had crippled over a dozen refining methods vital to their alchemy-focused sect.

Both Fang Lie and Old Bird thrilled at this discovery. Returning this relic would earn Xuan Sect’s eternal gratitude.

Most Eighth-rank Treasures were secured, leaving three untouched – not from lack of desire, but impossibility. Two Ghost Fire Skulls and a green flame-like mass comprised these massive Eighth-rank large treasure weapons. Sealed by secret methods, they appeared apple-sized but actually spanned thousands of zhang. Their internal spaces could house countless puppet soldiers.

Moving such spatial-warping behemoths required Thunder Tribulation Immortal-level Magic. Even with Benevolence Token disabling restrictions, attempting removal risked catastrophic energy surges.

Fang Lie agonized – these war treasures surpassed all his loot combined in value. "Bird Bro, truly no way?" he pressed.

"Not unless I act directly," Old Bird grumbled, "but the commotion would expose us."

"Who cares?" Fang Lie chuckled. "Even if I die here, just grab them!"

Old Bird paused, then laughed. "Right! You’ll resurrect anyway. Let’s make some noise!"

"That’s right!" Fang Lie hurriedly said, "So, Bird Bro, shall we begin?"

"Wait a moment," Bird Bro said. "I can only act once, but there are three large treasures here. Obviously, we can’t take them all, so you must abandon two!"

"Abandon two Eighth-rank large treasures?" Fang Lie winced. "Can’t you act twice more?"

"Absolutely not," Bird Bro replied with a bitter smile. "Don’t forget, this is their territory. I dare not approach directly. I can only open one Space Gate and snatch an item in the blink of an eye. If I’m even slightly slow, their protective array will seal the space and sever my reaching hand!"

"I see," Fang Lie said helplessly. "Which one do you recommend?"

"The flame," Bird Bro explained. "That’s a large treasure weapon from ancient times. Unlike those ugly skulls, it can freely create any structure you desire. Even if those structures are destroyed, it matters not—they’re mere illusions. Its true form is this ghost fire before you. As long as the flame burns, the treasure remains unharmed!"

"That’s incredible!" Fang Lie gasped. "Truly?"

"Of course," Bird Bro said. "In ancient times, all large treasures of the Ghost Realm Sect possessed such traits. But over time, they lost the ability to craft such wonders. Now they only make those hideous Netherworld Ghost Fire skulls—weak and useless! Yet here you’ve found an ancient Netherworld Warship! This chance can’t be missed!"

"Fine, let’s take it," Fang Lie shrugged. "Eighth-rank treasures have their own spirits anyway. I can’t subdue them. It’ll just end up with the sect."

"Not necessarily!" Bird Bro chuckled. "Though the warship bears the Ghost Realm Sect’s special marks, the Xuan Sect has secret methods. If one of their Semi-Immortals aids you, they can reforge it with your Original Essence Blood, making you its master!"

"Really?" Fang Lie frowned. "But Semi-Immortals are notoriously difficult to hire. Those Xuan Sect scoundrels are wealthy and arrogant. Ordinary rewards won’t sway them. And I’ve no standing to request their help!"

"Normally true," Bird Bro grinned. "But with the Taiyi Qingxu Cauldron as payment, the Xuan Sect’s Three Great Semi-Immortals will personally assist!"

"The Xuan Sect has three Semi-Immortals?" Fang Lie exclaimed.

"Yes. Their elite policies yield the strongest combat power," Bird Bro nodded. "But don’t be stingy—give them all the Netherworld treasures we’ve seized here to refine into the warship as attachments. Your new vessel could surpass ordinary Ninth-Rank Treasures in might!"

"Brilliant!" Fang Lie exclaimed. "Let’s act now!"

"Wait!" Bird Bro warned. "Your other blood clone is about to be cursed. If we cause disturbances here, it might trigger unforeseen consequences there. We must strike simultaneously for maximum gain!"

"Agreed," Fang Lie nodded. "The Ghost Realm Sect will tighten security after this. We must seize everything we can now!"

"Exactly," Bird Bro agreed.

Meanwhile, in a hidden prison deep within the Ghost Realm Sect’s territory, Fang Lie’s blood clone lay unconscious on a stone slab.

His body bristled with enchanted needles, divine patterns, layers of restrictions, and potent sedatives—testament to the sect’s fear of his retaliation should he escape death.

The iron door creaked open. A withered elder clutching a bundle shuffled inside, his deathly pallor marking dwindling Lifespan.

"Curse them all!" the elder rasped. "After centuries of service, they force me to spend my final years cursing Fang Lie instead of resting! A discarded pawn with over a decade left—forced to die now! How hateful!"

As his complaints echoed, Fang Lie’s body exploded into rainbow flames!

"Wha—?" The elder recoiled. Before he could react, a fiery figure materialized and struck him down!