329: Chapter 329 Let me show you a Heavenly-grade magic weapon

"Shen Hu, go and fetch three hundred million Spirit Stones!" Shen Guhong commanded.

"Big brother, where... would we...?" Shen Hu looked at Shen Guhong with some difficulty.

The Spirit Stones in their Yao Race treasury had been seized several times in succession.

Now that the treasury was empty, where could they suddenly get three hundred million Spirit Stones?

"Go and take the Spirit Stones from the north!" Shen Guhong shouted.

"Big brother, that's the front line..." Shen Hu seemed somewhat reluctant.

"Why aren't you going yet?" Shen Guhong glared fiercely at Shen Hu.

Only then did Shen Hu reluctantly stand up and hurriedly leave.

"Fellow Daoist, please have some tea!"

"Three hundred million Spirit Stones will be brought here shortly!" Shen Guhong's eyes were full of smiles.

Those three hundred million Spirit Stones were the military pay for the Yao Race warriors on the front line.

But now, for the sake of the heaven-grade magical tool, he could only embezzle the front-line Yao Race warriors' military pay first.

He believed that with this heaven-grade magical tool gale blade, he could definitely break through the Human Race's front-line defenses with ease.

And then easily enter the heartland of the Human Race.

At that time, this small amount of military pay would definitely be nothing.

Before long, Shen Hu brought several attendants and thirty heavy Spirit Stone bags, hurriedly entering the Private Room and arranging them neatly in front of Hu Nan.

Each Spirit Stone bag was embroidered with Azure Cloud Patterns and was bulging; Spiritual Qi almost overflowed from the bag openings. The thirty bags together totaled exactly three hundred million Spirit Stones.

"Fellow Daoist, here are the three hundred million Spirit Stones. Please count them!" Shen Guhong said with a smile.

Hu Nan nodded slightly, stepped forward, and began to count.

After the counting was finished, Hu Nan put these Spirit Stones into his Storage Space.

After collecting the Spirit Stones, he did not stay for a moment or say another word. He turned and walked out of the Private Room with hurried steps, never looking back, as if staying for even one more second was redundant.

Shen Hu watched Hu Nan's receding back, the joy in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a trace of gloom and greed.

He slowly turned around, looked at Shen Guhong beside him, and lowered his voice, his tone sharp: "Big brother, should we kill this person and take back the Spirit Stones?"

Hearing this, a flash of approval crossed Shen Guhong's eyes: "Go, bring back the three hundred million Spirit Stones!"

A ruthless light flashed in Shen Hu's eyes as he hurriedly left.

However, Shen Hu soon returned with a depressed look on his face.

"Why did you come back so quickly?" Shen Guhong looked at Shen Hu with some confusion.

"Big brother, this person's sword-riding Speed is extremely fast; I couldn't catch up!" At this moment, Shen Hu was also quite frustrated.

His Speed was among the best within the Flowing Fire Sect.

But even he could not catch up to that man in black.

"Forget it, this person must have other heaven-grade magical tools on him!"

"It's already very good that we could buy a heaven-grade magical tool gale blade at such a low price!" Shen Guhong looked at the heaven-grade magical tool gale blade in his hand with some joy.

With this gale blade, his strength would definitely improve significantly.

Breaking through the northern defenses would also become effortless.

"Big brother, do you want to test the power of this heaven-grade magical tool?" Shen Hu asked in a low voice.

"I indeed need to try it!" Shen Guhong was somewhat moved.

"Immediately summon all Golden Core experts!"

"This Seat will test the power of this heaven-grade magical tool in the back mountain!" Shen Guhong's eyes were full of pride.

He believed that once those people saw the power of the heaven-grade magical tool, they would certainly not dare to have any disloyalty.

His position within the Yao Race would also become more stable.

"By your command!" Shen Hu hurriedly left.

...

Flowing Fire Sect's back mountain.

Many strong experts of the Yao Race had all come here.

Among these people were Shen Bing, Gou Feng, Wang Cheng, and others.

Besides them, more than ten Yao Race Golden Core experts gathered here, huddling in groups of twos and threes, all discussing in low voices, their tones filled with confusion and speculation.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the leader suddenly have us come to the back mountain?"

"Who knows? Perhaps there is some major announcement."

"Major matters are usually handled in the Main Sect Hall; why arrange it in the back mountain?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, a trace of doubt also flashed in Shen Bing's eyes.

Until now, she didn't understand why Shen Guhong would suddenly summon them to the back mountain.

And with such fanfare.

He even called all the Yao Race Golden Core Cultivators.

Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps approached. Everyone fell silent instantly and turned to look.

They saw Shen Guhong dressed in a Mysterious Black Robe, accompanied by Shen Hu, slowly walking toward the crowd.

Everyone quickly bowed in greeting and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Sect Head!"

Shen Bing and Gou Feng also set aside the doubt and impatience on their faces, bowing respectfully.

Shen Guhong slowly raised his hand, signaling everyone to rise, his gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present.

After a moment of silence, he He slowly opened his mouth: "I have gathered you all here today for no other reason than to let you see the power of a heaven-grade magical tool!"

"What?! A heaven-grade magical tool?!"

"How is that possible?"

"Weren't our Yao Race's heaven-grade magical tools rendered unusable long ago?"

"Is the Sect Head joking?"

Hearing this, the crowd instantly erupted. The respect on their faces was immediately replaced by unbelievable shock as they looked up at Shen Guhong, their eyes filled with shock and doubt.

One must know that heaven-grade magical tools are extremely rare and incredibly difficult to forge; there are very few in the entire cultivation world.

Although their Yao Race had a few, most had lost their spiritual light.

The only one left was kept as a Clan-Stabilizing Treasure in the Yao Race's Ancestral Land.

Shen Bing and Gou Feng also looked at Shen Guhong with some doubt.

They had never heard anything about a heaven-grade magical tool.

Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, a smug smile appeared on Shen Guhong's face, his vanity greatly satisfied.

At the same time, he also felt that using the front-line Yao Race warriors' military pay to buy a heaven-grade magical tool was very much worth it.

Ignoring the discussions and questions, he slowly raised his hand and flipped his palm. A brilliant spiritual light instantly burst forth, and a lustrous white long blade suddenly appeared in his hand.

As soon as the gale blade appeared, a majestic Spiritual Qi and sharp blade intent erupted from it. The brilliant spiritual light illuminated the dim back mountain. As runes flowed, a terrifying Pressure swept out, causing all the Yao Race experts present to tremble and instinctively take a step back, their eyes filled with awe.

With just one glance, everyone was certain that this was definitely a genuine heaven-grade magical tool.

That dense Spiritual Qi, sharp blade intent, and orderly runes were beyond what ordinary Magical Artifacts could compare to. Even the most ordinary Heaven-Grade Low Grade Magical Artifact possessed power that crushed earth grade high-rank Magical Artifacts.

"It... it really is a heaven-grade magical tool!"

"And it's a long blade!"

"Sect Head, where did you get this heaven-grade magical tool from?!"

"Excellent! With this heaven-grade magical tool, we can definitely break through the Human Race's northern defenses with ease!"

"What a powerful aura! Is this the power of a heaven-grade magical tool? It's so shocking!"

Numerous Yao Race experts exclaimed in surprise.

Several experts who previously did not submit to Shen Guhong also lowered their heads slightly.

Holding the gale blade and seeing everyone's expressions, the pride on Shen Guhong's face grew even more intense.

He glanced at everyone and then said, "Correct, this is the Heaven-Grade Low Grade Magical Artifact gale blade, which This Seat obtained by chance!"

"I have brought you here today to let you witness the power of a heaven-grade magical tool and to let you know that our Yao Race will ultimately rise!"

He did not tell everyone that this was a heaven-grade magical tool purchased using three hundred million Spirit Stones from the front-line Yao Race warriors' military pay.

After all, embezzling the front-line warriors' military pay would lead to being held accountable by the Yao Race Elders.

Shen Guhong's gaze slowly lifted, sweeping toward the towering mountain peak standing not far ahead.

That mountain peak reached into the clouds and its body was hard; it was a landmark of the Flowing Fire Sect's back mountain. Even a full-strength strike from a Golden Core Cultivator could only leave a shallow mark on it.