Chapter 732

Chapter 732: Purple Heaven Divine Lightning

Upon hearing it could assist cultivation, Fang Lie’s eyes instantly brightened. He currently lived under a looming deadline – failure to conquer the vast Qi Sea of twelve thousand miles before turning a hundred would mean death and cultivation collapse. With time desperately short, any treasure boosting cultivation efficiency interested him.

Fang Lie grabbed the item, repeatedly scanning it with divine sense.

Meanwhile, Mo Qianxun quietly picked up the final treasure – the large seal.

Mo Qianxun’s face abruptly paled as he exclaimed, "Could this be the Ancient Divine Tianshao Sect’s greatest treasure, the Purple Cloud Divine Lightning Seal?"

"Hehe…" Immortal Yingshan forced a bitter smile. "Senior’s discernment remains peerless."

Though the three treasures shared similar grades, subtle differences existed. Immortal Yingshan had hoped Fang Lie would choose the first two items, hence presenting them first. The young Fang Lie nearly fell for this deception until Mo Qianxun’s shrewd intervention exposed the scheme.

Realizing he’d almost been tricked, Fang Lie tossed aside the jade ruyi and seized the seal. "What’s this?" he demanded while scanning it.

"A former twelfth-rank Immortal Artifact," Mo Qianxun explained. "The Divine Tianshao Sect’s treasured item rivaled Kunlun and Xuan Sect’s might. After its item spirit shattered during calamity, it degraded to eighth-rank."

"Actually inferior!" Immortal Yingshan interjected. "Merely launches lightning attacks without defense. Worse, the shattered spirit makes ninth-rank advancement impossible. The other treasures could potentially upgrade!"

Skeptical of this claim, Fang Lie glanced at Mo Qianxun for confirmation.

"True about the rank limit," Mo Qianxun nodded. "But Purple Heaven Divine Lightning manifests during Heavenly Tribulations – even Semi-Immortals fear its devastating power. Offensively, it rivals ordinary ninth-rank treasures!"

"Moreover," he added, "this serves as inheritance vessel. Meeting specific conditions could grant the supreme Purple Heaven Divine Lightning technique."

"What conditions?" Fang Lie pressed.

"Complete Five Elements Magic and Innate Dao Body," Mo Qianxun shrugged. "No such cultivator appeared in millennia – hence their willingness to part with it."

Immortal Yingshan chuckled awkwardly. "Perhaps consider alternatives? That ancient sword transforms into a ninth-rank black dragon, offering offense and defense!"

Fang Lie snorted internally. What use was a Thunder Tribulation Immortal-level dragon against his hundreds of clones? The seal’s true value lay hidden – his Innate Great Five Elements Nascent Fetus Classic cultivation would eventually grant the required Five Elements Innate Dao Body. This Heavenly Tribulation lightning offered the perfect trump card he lacked.

"Our sects are friends," Fang Lie declared solemnly. "I couldn’t deprive you of valued possessions. Keep your precious sword and ruyi – I’ll take this broken seal."

Immortal Yingshan gaped in dismay. "But… this junk’s unworthy exchange for the Purple Jade Flute!"

"Consider it goodwill!" Fang Lie waved dismissively. "The flute was free anyway. Sect Leader, don’t you agree?"

"Exactly!" Mo Qianxun played along. "We shan’t exploit friends. That unusable relic suffices."

Before Immortal Yingshan could protest, Fang Lie stored the seal and fled. "Apologies, urgent matters!"

Left fuming, Immortal Yingshan gathered remaining items. "Senior, that Fang Lie’s no simpleton!"

"Fools don’t survive cultivation world," Mo Qianxun chuckled. "Why display such generosity?"

"Needed three eighth-rank treasures for proper selection," Immortal Yingshan grumbled. "We never expected you’d intervene!"

Mo Qianxun laughed heartily. "Blame yourselves for displaying true treasures! Should I neglect my future grandson-in-law?"

The subsequent negotiations saw Mo Sect trade increased specialty goods for rare materials, strengthening inter-sect relations. While antagonizing Kunlun, securing Overseas Three Immortal Mountains as allies eased Mo Qianxun’s concerns.

Meanwhile, Fang Lie celebrated with siblings before secluding himself. Channeling his eighty-thousand-mile Qi Sea and hundreds of clones, he spent three months subjugating the seal.

The refined seal hovered before him, purple lightning dancing across its surface. Testing with eighth-rank metal produced instant disintegration – mere dust remaining. Fang Lie grinned at the terrifying power now at his command.