87: Xianling "Zero Yuan Purchase"

"But... it's worth it!" Feeling this god-like speed that was nearly instantaneous movement, Yao Delong's eyes were filled with excitement.

This would be one of his trump cards!

Whether for surprise attacks, dodging, or disengaging from the battlefield, it would give him an unparalleled advantage!

Over the next half month, Yao Delong once again transformed into an experienced treasure hunter.

He began a carpet-style "sweep" of the outer areas of the First Level of the Immortal Mausoleum.

Relying on his exquisite perception of Pure Yang Spiritual Power and the keen intuition for energy fluctuations brought by the Perfection of the Void Derivation Pill Transformation Art.

He roamed across the Withered Bone Wasteland. When he encountered places where Yin Qi converged and ghosts were bound to be bred, he would casually clear them out, letting the pure spiritual power nourish his Dantian;

When he encountered stone tablets that seemed ordinary but were sealed by time, he would inject a trace of Pure Yang Spiritual Power.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Halos continued to light up!

Sometimes it was a few pieces of high-quality Artifact Refining Ore containing strange attributes;

Sometimes it was a bottle of healing Spirit Pills that had been sealed for many years, with their medicinal power perfectly preserved;

Sometimes it was an ancient Jade Slip recording some niche folk prescription or Artifact Refining technique;

Once, even a palm-sized ancient bronze mirror covered in starlight patterns flew out from an activated stone tablet.

The mirror surface was smooth and deep, seemingly containing faint spatial fluctuations.

It was actually a rare combination-type Low Grade Earth-Grade Weapon with dual functions of storage and weak protection!

The harvest was so bountiful that the space in Yao Delong's Storage Ring began to look a bit crowded.

This act of nearly "fleecing the wool" made him feel incredibly refreshed. The First Level of the Immortal Mausoleum was indeed full of treasures everywhere!

The one-month period arrived in a flash.

Following the guidance of the jade token, Yao Delong quickly returned to the agreed-upon meeting point for the three of them.

From afar, he saw Xiao Huohuo and Lin Shishi already waiting near the entrance.

Xiao Huohuo's Aura was even more condensed and fiery than before.

Slung across his waist was a blood-colored long saber with an exaggerated shape and red lava patterns flowing along the blade.

A ferocious beast's head was embedded at the end of the hilt, radiating strong fire-element fluctuations; it was clearly a new Magic Treasure he had obtained.

His face carried an irrepressible excitement.

Lin Shishi remained as cold and clear as the moon, but the icy charm surrounding her was more restrained and pure.

A circular jade pendant emitting a warm water-blue halo had been added to her waist, its Aura faintly echoing her Ice Soul Sword Intent.

"Senior Brother Yao!" Seeing Yao Delong, Xiao Huohuo immediately waved excitedly.

Lin Shishi also nodded slightly, a trace of hard-to-detect curiosity flashing in her cold eyes when she looked at Yao Delong.

"It seems you two, Junior Brother and Junior Sister, have had a bountiful harvest."

Yao Delong walked closer with a smile, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Huohuo's new saber and Lin Shishi's jade pendant.

"Hehe, I got a 'Burning Flame Mad Saber Art' and this 'Lava Blood Soul Saber'! It's got quite a kick!"

Xiao Huohuo patted the scabbard, looking high-spirited.

"I was fortunate enough to obtain a 'Mystic Ice Sword Transformation Scripture' and this 'Spirit-Nurturing Cold Jade Pendant'." Lin Shishi was concise.

The three looked at each other and smiled; the harvest from this trip far exceeded their expectations.

Without further delay, the three of them simultaneously activated their identity jade tokens.

Buzz!

Almost in the next instant after they activated the jade tokens—

That grey-robed old man with hair and beard as white as snow and an Aura like a stubborn rock,

His figure appeared silently before them, as if he had never left.

"The time is up."

The old man's voice was flat and waveless. His cloudy gaze swept over the three of them,

Lingering on Yao Delong for a brief moment, as if a very faint trace of surprise had passed through.

He casually flicked his sleeve.

Space twisted and folded once more!

The feeling of the world spinning hit them instantly and vanished just as quickly!

The three felt their vision blur, and then their feet were already stepping on solid ground.

Looking up, they were right in front of that simple stone tablet carved with the words "Forbidden Ground" in the Sect's back mountain.

The breeze on their faces and the fragrance of grass and trees formed a sharp contrast with the dead silence and cold of the Immortal Mausoleum.

"Go now," the grey-robed old man sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, his eyes already closed, leaving only five words: "Meditate well on your gains."

Before his voice had even faded, his figure, along with that prayer mat,

Had already rippled and faded like water waves, eventually disappearing completely as if he had never appeared.

"Phew... we're finally out!" Xiao Huohuo took a deep breath of the air full of Spiritual Qi and said with emotion.

The three bid each other farewell again.

"Senior Brother Yao, I'm heading back to Chiyan Peak first! I'll come to ask for your guidance another day!"

Xiao Huohuo had an impatient nature. He cupped his hands in a salute and then impatiently rode a red light, galloping towards the direction of Chiyan Peak.

"Senior Brother Yao, farewell."

Lin Shishi gave Yao Delong a slight bow. Cold air surged around her as she turned into a streak of ice-blue light, flying towards the direction of Spirit Water Peak.

"Until we meet again." Yao Delong cupped his hands.

Watching the two leave, Yao Delong also summoned his Flying Sword.

With a light tap of his foot, the Flying Sword emitted a clear hum and turned into a fast-moving green rainbow, piercing through the clouds.

It flew steadily towards the direction of the familiar thatched hut on Luoxia Peak.

The green rainbow faded, and Yao Delong's toes touched down lightly, landing steadily on the familiar territory of Luoxia Peak.

However, the scene before him made his pupils shrink suddenly!

The mountain wind remained, and the sea of clouds was vast, but that lonely, rickety, and dilapidated thatched hut in his memory had actually vanished without a trace!

In its place was an elegant courtyard of extraordinary style and deep gardens!

Blue bricks and dark tiles, flying eaves and bracket sets, winding courtyard walls, with spiritual light faintly flowing.

In front of the tall vermilion gatehouse, there also stood two stone beasts of ancient form.

Inside the courtyard, rockeries and flowing water were vaguely visible, dotted with spiritual plants—it was truly the atmosphere of an immortal's manor.

Dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered here; clearly, a very high-level Spirit Gathering Array had been set up, far beyond what his wind-leaking thatched hut could compare to.

"This..." Yao Delong froze on the spot, and a nameless fire suddenly surged up in his heart!

"This is outrageous!"

His face darkened, and the terrifying pressure he unconsciously emitted due to anger made the surrounding air seem to freeze a bit.

"I've lived in this broken hut for eighty years! Who the hell has the guts of a bear!

While I was away, they dared to destroy my hut and even privately built this dog-basket of a courtyard?!"

Yao Delong had lived here for decades; it would be a lie to say he had no feelings for it. In the past, he might have just endured it.

But now that he had strength, someone actually dared to bully him to his face!

Aggressive and imposing, he strode towards that vermilion gate.

His powerful Aura was released without reservation, like a tiger descending the mountain, carrying a pressing force.

As he approached the gate, with a "creak," the door opened. Several young boys and girls dressed in Utility Disciple uniforms were cleaning up fallen leaves in the courtyard with brooms and other items.

Suddenly feeling this terrifying pressure like a mountain collapsing, their faces turned pale in an instant!

That surging Foundation Establishment Perfection Aura was like an invisible giant rock pressing on their chests.

The several Utility Disciples in the Qi Condensation Realm felt that even breathing had become extremely difficult, their legs went weak, and they could barely stand.

One of the girls with the lowest cultivation, about the fourth level of Qi Condensation, even went "thud."

She slumped directly to the ground, her eyes filled with terror, unable to even make a sound.

The leader, a male Disciple who looked slightly older, about the eighth level of Qi Condensation,

Endured the immense fear and discomfort, cold sweat pouring from his forehead, and almost crawled to Yao Delong's feet,

Kneeling with a thud, his voice carrying a violent tremble:

"Se... Senior Brother, please calm your anger! Senior Brother, please calm your anger!

This Disciple... we are terrified! We don't know where we have offended you, Senior Brother?"

The Utility Disciples behind him also knelt on the ground one after another, shivering, not even daring to raise their heads.

Seeing this, Yao Delong frowned slightly and restrained some of his released pressure, but his voice still carried a chill:

"Stand up and speak! Whose Immortal Cave is this? Who is so bold as to dare destroy my old residence and start such grand construction here?"