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Chapter 1086: Old Debts as Fuel
Chapter 1086: Old Debts as Fuel
Chen Chuan arrived at the upper level of the step pyramid and was immediately greeted by a dazzling golden glow. The walls and ceiling were adorned with mythical scenes, most of them embellished with gold, gems, and various crystal inlays, creating an incredibly luxurious atmosphere.
In a world surrounded by powerful enemies, every organization and force must rely on production and resources to survive. Here, in the land of the First People, the Holy Site Warriors, Guardians of the Gods, and nature spirits received the most offerings, as might was the ultimate guarantee of safety. Therefore, it was understandable that the most resources were invested in these areas.
However, what left the deepest impression on Chen Chuan was the ubiquitous presence of divergent plants. At this moment, he was looking at a massive banyan-like plant with aerial roots that connected the upper and lower ends in a straight line. Occasionally, a faint glow would flow and flicker within.
Hanging from the main trunk were semi-transparent sacs, similar to the ones he had seen below, but these seemed more tightly sealed. Chen Chuan walked through the gaps between the aerial roots and reached the main trunk, where he discovered more First People inscriptions on the ground below the remains of a wooden track leading to the well-like opening he had just emerged from.
Although he couldn't read the inscriptions, the layout made it clear that he had found the right place. He opened one of the sacs and confirmed his guess; inside were carefully prepared medicines.
This particular sac contained a substance similar to Yu Gu Gao. The sacs were nearly uniform in size, preserving the potency of the medicine and facilitating precise dosage allocation. However, due to the lack of replenishment, these once-high-quality medicines had likely lost some of their effectiveness, but even so, they were still far superior to the synthetic drugs he currently held.
Moreover, the quantity seemed sufficient for his needs, at least for a considerable period. Whether it would be enough to sustain him until he completed his cultivation at Dong Xuan Guan was uncertain, as he didn't know how much he would need.
Chen Chuan had many tasks to attend to and couldn't stay here to cultivate indefinitely. He needed to find a way to transport these resources. Fortunately, he had anticipated the need to carry items and had brought along containers for this purpose, including some for the divergent tissues and medicines. If these weren't enough, he could always order more from the Federation. The key was to gradually transport these resources out.
With the physical aspect of the medicine secured, Chen Chuan turned his attention to the spiritual side. There were two wells here, and the one on the right should contain what he needed. He exited and went to the other side, only to find that many items had been taken away, leaving only half of what was originally there.
It seemed that the initial transport had been hasty and rough, as some sacs were torn open by force, and shriveled, wrinkled portions were scattered on the ground.
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment. The spiritual medicines weren't just for fighters cultivating their mental powers; they were also used in the worship of deities. He suspected that when the tribe dispersed, the nature spirits might have lacked offerings, leading the remaining priests to take some of these medicines for their rituals.
Even this place had been depleted by half, suggesting that the area dedicated to the cultivation of the Divine Aspect might have been completely stripped of its resources.
Although he felt a twinge of regret, Chen Chuan wasn't greedy. The fact that he had found so many useful resources was already beyond his initial expectations. With these medicines, he could now focus on his cultivation. However, the time for that had not yet come. They had entered the Throat of the Star Spirits, and the Voice of the Star Spirits had been activated. It wasn't entirely safe yet.
Chen Chuan emerged from the mist-covered path, and the floating bridge seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a new one leading outward. Following this path, he soon found himself outside.
Here, he saw two massive figures kneeling, clad in the stone-plate armor of the First People, their ancient style suggesting an unknown number of years had passed.
Chen Chuan exited through a trapezoidal door and found himself at the entrance he had used to ascend. He jumped down and returned to the lower platform, where the One-Eyed Elder was waiting. Upon seeing Chen Chuan, the elder's face lit up with joy.
"Mr. Chen, you're back! Did you find anything left by our ancestors inside?"
Chen Chuan nodded. "Yes, there are many useful items inside, and some are of great personal value to me. I'll give you an estimate of the quantity." As he spoke, he handed over the obsidian spearhead.
The One-Eyed Elder solemnly accepted the spearhead. "Mr. Chen, if you've earned the ancestors' recognition and entered the Sheng Tai, then the treasures within are gifts from them and the gods. We cannot trade these with you."
Chen Chuan looked at the elder and nodded. Since they didn't want wealth, he would help them resolve some of their troubles, ensuring a fair exchange for the resources he had taken.
Lie Feng Changzhe said, "What are you planning to do next, Elder Lie Feng?"
Elder Lie Feng's voice was filled with hope as he replied, "I'm going to search for the hub of the Voice of Star Spirits. With the permission of our ancestors and the deities, we can control the connection between the Voice of Star Spirits and the outside world. This way, we can protect all our tribesmen in the future."
"We can also summon the power of our ancestors to guide and help us open the ancient underwater path. Once we do that, the tribesmen from other tribes can return to the Holy Valley through these passages."
In the past, every Isumtalan tribe had a secret ancient path connecting them. Some were mountain trails, while others were located underwater. However, many of these paths were probably sealed off by the Voice of Star Spirits. Once they are reopened, the various tribes will have a way back, allowing their strength to converge. This way, smaller tribes won't be driven away and slaughtered at will."
Chen Chuan nodded slightly. As an outsider, he didn't inquire further about the hub of the esoteric rituals. He bid farewell to Elder Lie Feng and descended from above.
Below, the place was bustling with activity. Daxun's people were organizing and packing up the valuables here. Although there was no need to transport them out immediately, a basic valuation was necessary.
There were over a dozen step pyramids, and the valuables on them also needed to be inventoried. This wasn't a task that could be completed in a day or two, so they might have to stay there for a while. If necessary, they might need to bring in more inactive consciousnesses to assist with the tally.
However, they were still unsure when Elder Lie Feng would find and control the entrance and exit, so during this time, they would inevitably face attacks and covetousness from the outside. They needed to find a way to defend themselves.
Chen Chuan walked over to Gao Ming's side and gave him some instructions. He then called over Gui Zihan, Yuan Qiuyuan, Wei Chang'an, and others. After assigning specific tasks to Yuan and Wei, he turned to Gui Zihan and said, "I need to make a trip outside. Leader Gui, I'm leaving this place in your hands."
After saying this, he walked over to the storage area by himself. With a glance, a box floated out and landed in front of him. As the box's lid opened, a set of exo-skeletal armor was revealed.
Chen Chuan thrust the Xuejun Knife into the ground and stepped into the crevice behind him. The exo-skeletal armor instantly adhered to his body, and as the li kui above lowered, a curtain of dark golden light descended, causing the eyes on the mask to glow.
He took two steps forward and picked up the Xuejun Knife.
During his previous battle with Master Bai Shi, he had sensed that someone else might be observing him, but they hadn't revealed themselves. It seemed they had intended to use his hand to find the Voice of Star Spirits.
Now that the gate was open, it was time for these people to enter.
He didn't know if they had all arrived yet.
Holding the knife, he walked out alone and approached the long passage. With a slight tap of his toes, he shot forward like a streak of light. After a while, a rumbling echo reverberated.
At that moment, Tan Shi, Sai Jia, and Iron Crow were still by Gem Lake.
Iron Crow watched as Tan Shi meticulously drew something, but even after two hours, he wasn't finished.
Although Tan Shi had his back to them, he seemed to sense their impatience. "Don't rush, don't rush. The ritual must be precise. Even a small mistake could lead to problems," he said.
The other two stood behind him, observing coldly.
After waiting a little longer, Tan Shi said, "It's done." He clapped his hands, stood up, and smiled, "The ritual is complete. Now we can enter. If you're not convinced, I can go first, and you can follow me."
Iron Crow asked, "How does Mr. Tan Shi understand these rituals?"
Tan Shi straightened his tie and laughed, "I'm a member of the Primitive Sect. Our esoteric organization has some knowledge of these rituals. Moreover, we've been dealing with the First Folk for over a hundred years, so we've picked up some understanding of their ways."
Sai Jia sent a mental link to Iron Crow, "Mr. Iron Crow, we can't trust him. I'll go first, and you follow behind."
"Alright," Iron Crow agreed, feeling confident about this arrangement.
After receiving Iron Crow's response, Sai Jia said, "I'll go first."
Tan Shi smiled and didn't insist. He stepped aside and performed a very standard gesture of invitation.
As Sai Jia was about to move forward, her footsteps suddenly halted. At that moment, the mist over the lake stirred, as if something was happening beneath the surface.
Tan Shi's expression changed slightly, and he slowly backed away. Iron Crow and Sai Jia also prepared for any potential danger.
Both of them took a few steps back, creating some space. The water birds on the lakeshore sensed something and took flight, filling the air with their cries.
Amidst the mist, they saw a figure emerge, wearing exo-skeletal armor in the shape of Daxun. The figure held a long knife and walked slowly, adorned with a li kui, from which hung a string of beads and a dark golden curtain. A mask covered the face, and a cloak draped over the body, revealing a glimpse of the armor's gleam. The hilt of the knife was adorned with a striking red color.
Upon seeing this, the three of them tensed and slowly retreated.
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(End of Chapter)
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