Although Zhao nghan originally intended to actively seek shelter under a powerful figure, he never imagined that the reward would co so swiftly and be so bountiful, beyond his wildest expectations.
Staring at the massive treasure mountain piled up to the ceiling before him, even with his extensive experience, he was utterly taken aback.
The treasure mountain before him was full of countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, including thousand-year-old spiritual dicine, Five Elents Essence, spiritual treasures, and Ancient Jade Scrolls. Just the Spirit Stones numbered in the millions, with the lowest being mid-grade.
Such a multitude of treasures radiated a dazzling Treasure Light, illuminating the entire bamboo building brightly.
However, Zhao nghan quickly noticed sothing amiss; the more he looked, the more shocked he beca, as many of the treasures in the treasure mountain carried distinct marks of the Ghost God Sect.
Especially the flags haphazardly piled together; from the ghostly creatures vividly erging on the flag surfaces, it was evident they were all Ghost-controlling Banners, a signature item of Ghost God Sect disciples.
However, this... the quantity is just too much, at least over two hundred, with seven or eight of them exuding Treasure Light, their grade reaching the level of Magical Treasure.
"Ancestor, could it be... did the Ghost God Sect sohow offend you? This... there are quite a lot of Ghost-controlling Banners!" Zhao nghan considered a terrifying possibility but dared not speak it directly, so he asked tactfully.
"A lot? Not at all! I have plenty of them here. That Ghost God Sect you ntioned, I just happened to pass by their mountain gate, and I leveled it casually!" Zhao Shengben initially wanted to leave after dropping the stuff, but since asked, he casually replied.
Leveled?!
Leveled might be another term for wiping out the sect, right?
Perhaps... it is!
Zhao nghan’s eyelids twitched incessantly, feeling he hadn’t misheard, but that what he thought might align with what the Ancestor said.
"So, the Ghost God Sect is... gone?!" Zhao nghan’s tone was elusive as if he were sowhat uncertain.
Zhao Sheng ignored him, his figure flickering and disappearing from the bamboo building.
Zhao nghan suddenly snapped awake, quickly scanning the bamboo building but finding no trace of the Ancestor.
Seeing this, he confird his suspicion again: the Ancestor’s cultivation must be above the Returning to Void stage, otherwise, how could he perform the legendary Instant Teleportation Technique?"
The next mont, Zhao nghan’s attention returned to the treasure mountain in front of him. He suddenly picked up a white Jade Scroll, brushed it with his Divine Sense, and was slightly stunned, then, to confirm, quickly pressed the Jade Scroll to his forehead.
After removing the Jade Scroll from his forehead, his face was already beaming with joy.
The Jade Scroll contained a Ghost Dao Technique nad "Nine Revolutions Divine Control Technique," of a high grade, that could be cultivated up to the Nascent Soul Realm.
The most impressive part was that this technique was one of the True Inheritor techniques of the Ghost God Sect. Though the last three layers of spells were missing from the Jade Scroll, it remained a profound True Technique.
However, upon reconsideration, Zhao nghan burst into jubilant laughter; the entire Ghost God Sect had been exterminated by the Ancestor alone, so how could they miss the True Inheritor techniques of the sect? Surely all the genuine skill manuals were swept clean.
What’s the worth of a re incomplete ’Nine Revolutions Divine Control Technique’!
"Oh, what is this?"
Zhao nghan suddenly discovered an odd-looking object at the lower part of the treasure mountain.
At a glance, the object was entirely silver and white, with a beast’s head and a human body, asuring about twenty-seven to twenty-eight feet in length, covered in nurous gaps, appearing tattered and dilapidated. However, it emitted waves of mysterious radiance intermittently, brightening and dimming as if it were breathing.
After a second glance, Zhao nghan was almost certain it was a nearly destroyed humanoid Puppet.
But at the third glance, his heart chilled as if he were being stared at by a Fierce Beast, an inexplicable fear arising within.
It seed... he might die at any mont!
And the source of this fear was actually the humanoid Puppet before him.
Zhao nghan dared not look any further, hurriedly averting his eyes, even refrained from touching the Puppet with his Divine Thought, deeply fearing the broken Puppet might suddenly spring to life and deal him a fatal blow.
"Too dangerous! How could the Ancestor leave such a dangerous thing here! Unintentional, or intentional?"
The flaw of a smart person is overthinking, or perhaps having an exceedingly rich imagination.
However, Zhao nghan did not think wrongly this ti; this Spirit Puppet was indeed intentionally left by Zhao Sheng to test the other party’s character and eye power.
One must admit, Zhao nghan was very fortunate not to let the treasure mountain cloud his spirit, discovering the Spirit Puppet in ti and not becoming enchanted, thus passing this test!
As Zhao nghan circled the treasure mountain, secretly counting the number of treasures, Zhao Sheng appeared out of thin air in the bamboo building again.
Upon seeing this, Zhao nghan imdiately bowed to salute, welcoming the Ancestor back.
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly with a gloomy face, barely a response.
In just a short mont, he had flipped through all the collections in the Scripture Storage Tower, yet mysteriously, no prior records ntioned the whereabouts of the Nine Nether Tower.
Even the term "Nine Nether Tower" was seldom ntioned in all the notes and ancient books.
It was as if an invisible hand intended to erase the existence of the Nine Nether Tower, prompting deep contemplation of its ultimate purpose!
The more Zhao Sheng pondered, the more sothing felt amiss, contemplating: "Could it be that the Nine Nether Tower truly cannot be found? If it were still in the Spring Birth Realm, even though a needle in a haystack, its whereabouts could eventually be found.
But the fear is that soone might have seen through the Nine Nether Tower’s ’origins’ and already left the Spring Birth Realm with it, from then on unknown. The Universes are vast and boundless, and unless a miracle happens, how could he find the whereabouts of the Nine Nether Tower?"
Seeing the Ancestor’s unpleasant face, Zhao nghan didn’t dare utter a word, standing respectfully by the side, waiting for the Ancestor’s inquiries.
"Enough thinking! Supre Sensing Sect, it’s you. It better be that you have the Nine Nether Tower; otherwise... I’ll turn your lair upside down!"
At this mont, Zhao Sheng was anxious and no longer worried about the entanglent between the Supre Sensing Sect and the mysterious Supre Sect, directing his ire toward this sect.
Having made up his mind, he abruptly raised his head to look at Zhao nghan beside him, speaking in a deep voice: "Do you know where the mountain gate of the Supre Sensing Sect is?"
Zhao nghan imdiately replied: "In response to the Ancestor, the sect’s mountain gate is not in the Spring Birth Realm but underground on a Dead Star outside of it. This junior knows the exact location of the sect’s mountain gate."
Zhao Sheng nodded slightly: "Very well! If I were to send you on a mission, to go to the Supre Sensing Sect to retrieve the Ancestor’s lost treasures, would you be willing?"
"This junior is willing!" Zhao nghan replied without hesitation.
Zhao Sheng’s gaze softened by three degrees, as Divine Light unfurled from between his eyebrows, revealing a lifelike "Zhao Sheng" slowly erging.
With a flicker of light and shadow, this Returning to Void Splitting God swiftly entered Zhao nghan’s forehead, vanishing without a trace.
Zhao Sheng’s eyes flickered, suddenly feeling as if he gained an additional picture in his mind.
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