Chapter 268: 267: Obtaining the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 268: Chapter 267: Obtaining the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart (Please Subscribe) *But it was useless!* The sword aura fell, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood being crushed. The earth trembled, and from afar, the great hall emitted a rumbling sound. A large section of the tiled roof and the walls shattered. On the ground, there was a long and extremely deep sword scar. In an instant, over ten martial artists were reduced to just the Immortal Cultivator standing at a distance and the beautiful woman adept with hidden weapons and golden needles, who managed to escape unharmed. Bai Ziyue’s figure flickered, and he appeared beside the young woman. “Spare me, young master, I am willing...” The young woman’s eyes glistened with tears, and a touch of plea appeared on her charming face. Yet Bai Ziyue ignored her, and with a flash of his blade, a beautiful head soared into the sky. In the distance, the Immortal Cultivator was a decisive person. When Bai Ziyue’s protective golden light blocked his Dharma Artifact Small Sword, and before the Black God Saber could strike, he immediately fled into the distance. Moreover, at the first moment, he cast a Magic to ignite his potential, the Blood Burning Technique. His speed increased more than twofold, and he fled like a flash of lightning. After beheading the young woman, Bai Ziyue turned his head, his eyes growing cold. A ray of sword light swept past like a startled swan. Puff! The Immortal Cultivator’s body froze. He looked down at his own chest, his face filled with immense astonishment, which quickly turned into thick unwillingness as he collapsed to the ground, lifeless. Bai Ziyue glanced indifferently around the scene, gathered up the spoils of battle simply, and then stepped into the great hall. ... At the Qilian Mountain Mountain Gate, under the hands of Chen Xianzhong from the Chen Family and General Cai from the military, the Qilian Mountain gate had been officially breached. Countless soldiers poured in like a tide, and the battle unfolded fiercely. The sounds of killing and cries of pain echoed to the heavens. On the battlefield, the soldiers cooperated seamlessly, often grouping in threes and fives, forming battle arrays. Even if their individual strength was lacking, the support of the military’s battle array often enabled them to display astonishing combat effectiveness. A group of ten, though only possessing the strength of External Forging and Internal Cultivation, were capable of slaying Inner Power Realm Martial Artists with an awe-inspiring momentum. However, within Qilian Mountain, though the total number of martial artists was fewer than the soldiers, they numbered three thousand strong. But, they were either mountain bandits blocking roads and robbing, assassins who had killed countless, or desperate criminals with nowhere left to go, each with substantial individual strength and often mastering some unsavory means, making them highly effective on the battlefield. The seven Peak Masters of Qilian Mountain were not idle at this moment either, leading their forces into battle, each engaging in fierce fights with the military and experts from the Chen Family. Two Innate, five first-class experts, within moments had already claimed many lives. Left with no choice, Chen Xianzhong and General Cai each stepped forward to meet the charge. Behind them, other powerful individuals rushed out to battle. Moreover, Chen Family’s Immortal Cultivators displayed their abilities, magical artifacts shooting out, often catching others defenseless, causing people to suddenly lose their heads to flying swords or knives, dying silently. Occasionally, when magic was triggered, it resounded like thunder, with great momentum, causing many Qilian Mountain martial artists to feel deeply uneasy. Immortal Cultivators naturally commanded awe from ordinary people. Even those who had cultivated in the Martial Arts Dao rarely met them without faltering in spirit. “Die!” Huang Hem wielded his twin swords, taking advantage as Chen Xianzhong was forced to dodge, spun to another part of the battlefield, and slew a second-class expert from the Chen Family. Furious, Chen Xianzhong turned back, sending out a short knife like a flash of light. A second-class expert, embroiled in battle with an armored sub-general, shuddered and collapsed. The two men were both at the early-stage Innate Realm, with Huang Hem having entered this realm for only ten years, and Chen Xianzhong, though having stepped into Innate for thirty years, had damaged his foundation in early battles, making him capable of only exerting eighty percent of his strength, leading to an evenly matched fight. At this moment, a golden sword light swiftly struck, piercing towards Huang Hem’s back. “Courting death!” Huang Hem roared, one blade deflecting the Dharma Artifact Small Sword, while the other swiftly lifted to block Chen Xianzhong’s inevitable strike. Clang! The Dharma Artifact Flying Sword was directly knocked away with a single blow. Although it wasn’t completely destroyed, its spirit light had already dimmed significantly, greatly reducing its quality. Puff! However, on the other side, Chen Xianzhong, with rich combat experience, changed his move at the critical moment, a sword aura lashed out, opening a bloody hole in Huang Hem’s shoulder. “This is bad!” With a muffled groan, Huang Hem retreated swiftly. His gaze suddenly sharpened, and his face altered drastically. From his position, he could clearly see his own second peak, Bixue Peak’s great hall. A corner of the hall had collapsed, countless rubble falling. *Who could have realized, his own stronghold was about to be overrun...* Thinking about his years of accumulation, those numerous treasures, and then looking at the battlefield, they had already gradually become weaker. *With a ruthless resolve, he crazily swept his twin sabers, suppressing Chen Xianzhong for a brief moment, and then turned to leave.* In just a few breaths, he covered nearly a hundred meters, shooting out like lightning. “Huang Hem, what are you trying to do?” Zhang Xiaofeng roared, but because he was entangled with General Cai, he couldn’t break free at all. ... Inside the great hall, it was very spacious, and there were many rooms. Occasionally, there were some women who appeared to be maids. Bai Ziyue was naturally more lenient with these people. After a brief inquiry, he quickly found Huang Hem’s residence. “Indeed, this Huang Hem’s treasure vault was sure to be set inside his room.” Moving aside a screen, Bai Ziyue quickly saw a heavy Profound Iron Gate, on which there was a thick iron chain and padlock. The iron chain and padlock were entirely dark red, and there were faint rune imprints engraved on them. “Wuyun Xuan Copper itself was incredibly hard, and with added rune protection, even a first-class expert would find it difficult to cut through it quickly. However...” Bai Ziyue’s eyes flashed along with a glint from his sword, the power extremely restrained, revealing nothing. Clang! After a heavy thud, the lock chain broke. Taking down the chain, Bai Ziyue directly opened the secret room door. As expected, piles of gold, silver, and jewels lay scattered like small mountains on the ground. On a shelf, various ancient jade artifacts, porcelain bottles, exquisitely beautiful. Several large boxes contained pieces of mineral material not much inferior to the Star Meteorite Iron. In one corner of the secret room, on a weapon rack, there were twenty or so weapons, each considered a fine piece, and none were much inferior to Bai Ziyue’s Black God Saber. Inside each carefully sealed jade box were some well-formed and precious medicinal spiritual materials. However, what truly attracted his attention was a long wooden box placed in the center of the secret room on a stone platform. Even though the wooden box was tightly closed, inside it seemed to breathe, flickering with a faint green light, an incredibly fresh and life-affirming energy that spread as the green light flashed, invigorating Bai Ziyue’s spirit. “Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart!” In an instant, he made a judgment that the item inside the wooden box was indeed his true target for this trip, the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart. With a swift movement, Bai Ziyue reached the stone platform, picked up the wooden box, and slightly opened it, his eyes instantly flashing with a brilliant light. Inside the wooden box appeared a section of Spirit Wood about a foot long and as thick as an arm, entirely emerald green. “Finally, this trip wasn’t in vain, obtaining the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart. With this, having completed the Five Elements, I could officially open the Five Directions Spiritual Acupoints and cultivate the Five Directions Pure Essence Skill.” The look of excitement flashed in his eyes, Bai Ziyue hurriedly closed the wooden box again. As his spirit surged, he stored the treasure away. Suddenly, his brow furrowed, noticing beside the spot where the wooden box was originally placed was a relatively smaller book box. Slightly opening it, inside were several books that appeared to be secret manuals, with the foremost book clearly displaying the title “Innate Nine Transformations Skill.” *His heart instantly leaped with joy, knowing it was an Innate Technique, and he quickly added it to his storage bag.* Then he turned his gaze onto the masses of gold, silver, treasures, various weapons, and spiritual materials. If it was before, with so many treasures, he truly couldn’t take much at once and would have to make choices. However, with a storage bag at hand now, especially the one from Jiang Wudao obtained from the Immortal Martial Treasure Vault – its space was not much smaller than this secret room – he could naturally empty the entire room of treasures. So, Bai Ziyue’s Spiritual Power surged continuously, rapidly storing each item of gold, silver, treasures, swords, spears, mineral materials, spirit woods, and a variety of exquisite porcelain and jade goods into the storage bag. Whew, whew~! Slightly panting, continuously using spiritual power to transfer many treasures into the storage bag made his head feel a bit heavy and he seemed somewhat fatigued. However, his heart was indescribably satisfied. “This time, not just the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart and that book “Nine-Turns Innate Technique,” the silver alone amounted to above fifty thousand taels. If we include all the antique porcelain jade pieces, Treasures of Heaven and Earth, famous sabers, treasure swords... the haul was at least worth a million taels of silver. Absolutely could be termed as groundbreaking wealth. But considering it, it’s normal, how could the collection of an Innate Realm expert possibly be meager?” *Muttering to himself, Bai Ziyue quickly exited the treasure vault.* Then his body shifted horizontally, swiftly heading towards the great hall’s exit. Along the way, Bai Ziyue hesitated slightly, about whether to visit the Qilian Mountain’s first peak, to explore the treasure vault of the mid-stage Innate Realm expert Zhang Xiaofeng. As the strongest entity of Qilian Mountain, his collection would certainly be more abundant than that of early-stage Innate Realm Huang Hem. Just as he was contemplating, Bai Ziyue’s brow furrowed, his body moved like a ghost, dodging away. It was precisely at this moment that a powerful and intersecting Sword Aura rapidly slashed past. Boom, boom, boom...

Chapter 268: 267: Obtaining the Thousand-Year-Old Willow Wood Heart (Please Subscribe)

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