Late at night, Ye Chen once again secretly slipped out of the Small Spirit Garden.
Finding a lush forest, Ye Chen sat cross-legged atop a massive boulder.
Crack!
Crack!
Soon, the sound of bones clashing rang out.
Three hours of Savage Body Tempering left him completely exhausted and drenched in sweat, yet he was gradually adapting to this body-tearing pain.
The benefits of body tempering were also quite apparent.
Ye Chen felt deeply that every time he circulated the Burning Heaven Secret Technique for one Heavenly Cycle, his Physical Body would become a bit more refined; the power hidden within his muscles excited him.
With his energy depleted, Ye Chen bathed in the starlight and moonlight, greedily absorbing the pure Spiritual Qi of the mountains.
An hour later, he finally jumped down from the boulder.
His next phase of cultivation was the close-quarters combat of Beast Heart Fury.
Combined with his powerful Physical Body, his attacking power became increasingly tyrannical and overbearing.
By the time Ye Chen withdrew his aura, a streak of red dawn had appeared in the east.
The morning’s Spiritual Qi was dense, and the essence of the transition between sun and moon was at its purest.
As Ye Chen walked up to the Hengyue Sect Spirit Mountain, many Sect Disciples had already emerged from their Cave Dwellings.
Ye Chen!
When the Disciples sitting on rocks breathing in Spiritual Qi saw Ye Chen, they all cast strange looks at him.
At this moment, many people no longer dared to look down on this recently arrived Intern Disciple.
Yesterday’s battle had established his fame, and his public defiance of the Diyang Peak’s First Seat showcased his nature of not yielding to forceful methods.
“This kid became famous in one battle, but his life won’t be easy from now on.”
In private, many Disciples whispered among themselves, pointing and gesturing at Ye Chen.
“What kind of person is Ge Hong?
Could he easily let him off?”
“I heard Ge Hong had one of his True Disciples end their secluded meditation early, vowing to cripple Ye Chen.”
“Really?
Then there’s going to be a good show.”
Amidst the surrounding whispers, Ye Chen walked past quietly with his sword on his back, but with his extraordinary hearing, how could he not catch some of the useful information?
“True Disciple.” A sharp light flashed in his eyes; Ye Chen knew the coming days would be far from peaceful.
“Vindictive” and “unscrupulous” perfectly described Ge Hong; a storm of retaliation was surely coming.
“It seems I need to hurry and increase my strength,” Ye Chen muttered, quickening his pace.
After several turns, Ye Chen stopped in front of a pavilion.
The pavilion was massive, covering an area of ten thousand feet, standing majestically as a symbol.
A plaque hung over the door: Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
To put it simply, the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was a shop of the Hengyue Sect.
It sold all sorts of things: Spirit Herbs, spirit liquid, spirit fruit, spirit jade, Profound Art Cultivation Methods, and Spiritual Artifacts—everything a Cultivator might need.
Besides these, there were many strange and unusual items, said to be treasures, though whether they were genuine remained unknown.
Hengyue Sect Disciples could use Spirit Stones to buy things here and, of course, bring their own items to sell.
In the former Zhengyang Sect, there were similar Sect shops, and business was very brisk.
“I wonder if this Hengyue Sect’s Myriad Treasures Pavilion has any treasures,” Ye Chen whispered to himself and stepped inside.
Guarding the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was a pot-bellied, fat-eared Old Man, known to those in Hengyue as Pang Dahai.
Unlike Zhou Dafu from the Spirit Artifact Pavilion, this fellow had round, bulging eyes.
He looked at everyone with piercing intensity; if anyone tried to steal from him, they would definitely not escape his Dharma Eye.
“Greetings, Elder.” Ye Chen walked in and bowed respectfully.
“Mhm, feel free to look around.” Pang Dahai sat with his chest and belly exposed, looking like a Maitreya Buddha, his eyes shining brightly.
“Little Child, don’t go stealing anything.”
“How would this Disciple dare!” Ye Chen smiled and headed deeper inside.
The interior of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was vast, filled with the fragrance of Spirit Herbs and spirit fruits.
With a quick sweep, Ye Chen saw many extraordinary treasures, making his eyes sparkle.
“Fire Lotus.”
Ye Chen gazed at a lotus flower with shining eyes; it seemed to be burning with flames, emitting waves of pure fire-attribute aura, surrounded by dense spiritual energy containing pure spiritual essence.
Licking his lips, Ye Chen glanced at its price and couldn’t help but swallow hard.
“Five hundred Spirit Stones.” Ye Chen shook his head and walked away reluctantly.
He did have Spirit Stones, but only a little over a thousand at most.
Although his spiritual energy was impressive, he was unwilling to spend so much.
After walking a few steps, Ye Chen’s gaze was constantly drawn to things.
“Human Origin Grass.”
“Green Sun Flower.”
Looking at the vibrant Spirit Herbs, Ye Chen’s mouth watered.
If he could consume and refine all of them, his cultivation would surely increase significantly.
“But this price…” Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Chen couldn’t bear to look at the prices anymore; it was too painful.
He originally thought having over a thousand Spirit Stones was a small fortune, but now it seemed he had overthought it.
In this Myriad Treasures Pavilion, his Spirit Stones were really nothing.
For the next hour, Ye Chen wandered around.
He completely ignored the section dedicated to Spiritual Artifacts.
With the heavenly fortress in hand, he really didn’t care for other Spiritual Artifacts.
Arriving at the Cultivation Method and Profound Art section, Ye Chen greedily picked up various ancient scrolls.
To his disappointment, they were all basic Qi-controlling Profound Arts, which were indeed optional for him.
“jade spirit liquid?” In a corner of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Ye Chen picked up a tattered ancient scroll with four large characters: Jade Spirit Ancient Scroll.
Feeling a bit puzzled, he flipped to the first page and was slightly surprised, as the first page of the Jade Spirit Ancient Scroll recorded the refining method for jade spirit liquid.
“The Myriad Treasures Pavilion even sells this?” No wonder Ye Chen was surprised; jade spirit liquid was like Spirit Stones, not only containing spiritual energy but also usable as currency, an indispensable item for Hengyue Sect Disciples’ daily cultivation.
In the Hengyue Sect, jade spirit liquid had always been a monopoly, distributed uniformly by the Sect.
Ye Chen thought the refining method for jade spirit liquid would never be leaked, yet here it was, laid out plainly.
Weren’t they afraid of Disciples learning it secretly?
Ye Chen scratched his head and glanced at the price for the jade spirit liquid method, instantly stunned.
“You’ve got to be kidding!
The refining method for jade spirit liquid is so precious, yet it only costs twenty Spirit Stones.” Ye Chen looked at the ancient scroll in his hand again, inexplicably thinking it might be a fake.
At that moment, Pang Dahai waddled over, his fat body swaying.
Seeing Ye Chen dazed while holding the Jade Spirit Ancient Scroll, he asked curiously, “Little Fellow, are you interested in the Jade Spirit Ancient Scroll?”
Coming to his senses, Ye Chen scratched his head and asked with a smile, “Elder, is the price on this Jade Spirit Ancient Scroll marked incorrectly?”
“How could that be!”
“Then the refining method for jade spirit liquid is only worth twenty Spirit Stones?”
“The value of this scroll is indeed high, but it’s useless for ordinary Cultivators!”
“Why is that?”
“Refining jade spirit liquid requires flames born of heaven and earth, at least Earth Fire.
It’s useless to ordinary Cultivators because they don’t have Earth Fire.” Pang Dahai picked his ear and said, “In our Hengyue Sect, there is only one Earth Fire, sealed in the Spirit Pill Pavilion, treated as a treasure by that old geezer Xu Fu.
His Spirit Pill Pavilion makes much more money than my Myriad Treasures Pavilion.” First release.
“Earth Fire?” Ye Chen’s eyes lit up, and he then whispered, “Then, can it be refined using True Fire?”