Chapter 539

Chapter 539: Purple Palace Secret Realm

Having thought this through, Fang Lie directly addressed Mo Qianxun: "First, I want to enter the Purple Palace Secret Realm for cultivation!"

"Pfft!" Mo Qianxun spat out his tea mid-sip. Not bothering to wipe his mouth, he roared, "You insolent whelp! Do you even understand what the Purple Palace Secret Realm represents?"

"A cultivation site," Fang Lie shrugged.

"Blast it!" Mo Qianxun snapped. "The Purple Palace Secret Realm is the preserved Purple Palace of an ancient great one who ascended to true immortality. Even I yearn to meditate there perpetually! But it’s impossible – the realm’s capacity restricts entry to one cultivator at a time. Each session drains vast quantities of primordial purple energy, requiring entire mountains of Five Elements spirit pearls to replenish."

The Semi-Immortal Sect Leader glared. "I’ll spell it out – I, the sect leader, only get three month-long visits per century! Lanyun barely managed eight months total, sparking complaints! Yet you demand two full years? Preposterous!"

"Why not?" Fang Lie countered. "You handle the arrangements. We’ve made our wager – surely the great Sect Leader won’t dishonor himself by reneging?"

"You scheming brat!" Mo Qianxun sputtered. "You’ve trapped me!"

"Exceptional circumstances demand exceptions," Fang Lie retorted. "First, this wager benefits the entire sect with three clones. Second, despite my youth, my contributions – White Jade Divine Fish, spirit pills, the Great Unity Spell, millions of demon weapons, eighth-rank treasures – surpass most Thunder Tribulation Immortal elders. Don’t I deserve this?"

Mo Qianxun hesitated. The boy wasn’t wrong. Fang Lie’s achievements had boosted Mo Sect’s strength by thirty percent within three years. The Great Unity Spell alone transformed their disciples’ combat prowess, making rival sects think twice before provoking them.

Yet Fang Lie remained an outer disciple with only honorary elder status through the Mo Token. This disparity between merit and rank couldn’t continue.

"Very well," Mo Qianxun conceded grudgingly. "The Jin Family Head’s scheduled entry in two months will be yours. Others can wait."

"Satisfactory," Fang Lie grinned. "Now for minor requests – high-grade spirit pills and several eighth-rank treasures. I’ll consult Bird Bro about specifics. I presume any sect treasure’s available?"

"Except ninth-rank treasures!" Mo Qianxun interjected. "They’re banned in Celestial Platform Competitions anyway!"

"Can Qi Sea cultivators even control ninth-rank treasures?" Fang Lie wondered aloud.

"Their item spirits sometimes choose eccentric masters," Mo Qianxun chuckled. "There’ve been cases…"

"What phenomenal luck those brats had!" Fang Lie exclaimed enviously.

Mo Qianxun burst into laughter. "Hypocrite! You’re one of them! The Benevolence Token’s practically adopted you!"

Fang Lie reddened, recalling how the ninth-rank treasure aided him despite sect restrictions. Mumbling excuses, he beat a hasty retreat.

Mo Qianxun’s guffaws followed him out.

Returning home, Fang Lie reunited with his adoptive siblings. The night erupted in feasting before he reviewed their cultivation progress. Ice Second Brother, Fang Huo, and Longxing Tianxia particularly impressed him – their authority and resources catapulted their cultivation speed to staggering heights.

Of course, they were still far behind Fang Lie, that freak, but their progress remained impressive. Each had a Qi Sea spanning dozens of miles, ranking them among the elite inner gate disciples of Mo Sect. Though nowhere near Core Inner Gate Disciples, they surpassed most cultivators.

They’d never imagined such achievements possible. Knowing this was entirely due to Fang Lie, the trio revered their Big Brother deeply. Beyond cultivation, they diligently handled their duties.

After inspecting their progress, Fang Lie expressed satisfaction. However, the three mentioned hitting a bottleneck recently – despite consuming many spirit pills, their Magic had barely increased.

Fang Lie instantly recognized the cause: lack of real battle experience.

Cultivators needed to temper both Magic and Dao heart. Without Dao heart growth, advancing Magic became difficult.

For Talents with supreme gifts, Dao heart refinement came effortlessly – even indulging in leisure could boost their cultivation. But ordinary cultivators faced tougher paths. They required expeditions, explorations, and battles to hone Dao hearts and overcome bottlenecks. Pure closed-door training slowed this process drastically.

Ice Second Brother’s group clearly needed combat to break through.

Truthfully, Fang Lie’s own talent wasn’t exceptional. But countless deaths in the Great War had tempered his Dao heart through endless life-and-death terrors. This allowed smooth cultivation without bottlenecks – mere closed-door training sufficed.

Addressing their plight, Fang Lie lifted their travel ban, permitting them to roam, explore, and battle.

However, each possessed only one Nirvana Fire Seed. Fatal injuries would trigger resurrection via the Ancient Heroic Souls’ Nirvana Fire Pool – but just once. Fang Lie stressed they must replenish expended Seeds immediately, having prepared a blood clone at home to craft replacements.

His final warning: never venture out without resurrection capabilities. Given Fang Lie’s innumerable enemies, this was crucial.

The trio gratefully complied. The next day, after seeing them off, Fang Lie began his own closed-door training – not for cultivation, but to consult old bird about selecting Eighth-rank Treasures from Mo Qianxun.

Mo Sect’s vast wealth included over a hundred Eighth-rank Treasures, more than any faction. While most had owners, Warehouses still held forty to fifty – including treasures and puppets. Though lowly ranked Fang Lie lacked access, Bird Bro’s authority as Benevolence Token bearer allowed full records review.

Bird Bro controlled every Eighth-rank Treasure, understanding them better than their owners – having forged many personally. Naturally, Fang Lie sought his counsel.

Having inventoried available treasures since Fang Lie’s wager with Mo Qianxun, Bird Bro was ready when contacted during closed-door training.

"Bird Bro," Fang Lie grinned, "after a night’s consideration, what treasures did you choose?"

The old bird responded lightly, "Three final selections: Purple Gold Ruyi Shield, Space-Calming Bead, and Secret Technique Strange Snake."