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Chapter 318: The Holy Sect Was Actually Holding Back!
Chapter 318: The Holy Sect Was Actually Holding Back!
When Lv Yang produced the token, Qi He True Man’s composed demeanor instantly vanished. His eyes narrowed as he rose respectfully.
“Qi He greets you, fellow cultivator.”
His expression shifted to contemplation before shaking his head. “Apologies, but there’s no recent news about the Celestial Vanguard or Terrestrial Omen within the Ten-Thousand Corpses Pit.
Lv Yang’s brows furrowed. After his transaction with Hong Ju, his Fortune Empowerment technique had clearly sensed the metallic essence’s aura—its opportunity lay within the pit. The Terrestrial Omen should’ve already reached the Modern Realm.
Yet he quickly regained composure.
“In that case, I’ll require some premium spiritual ingredients. Gather them for me.” He immediately listed a detailed inventory.
Though the metallic essence remained elusive, preparation was prudent. Most items fed his Immortal Spirit’s core—metal-aligned treasures—while others nourished his Heaven-Seizing Universal Command Myriad Phenomena Dharma Body.
“These ingredients…” Qi He scanned the list, eyes narrowing. “They’re obtainable, but not freely given.”
Lv Yang nodded, unsurprised. If Qi He gifted them, he’d suspect a trap. The Holy Sect never handed out favors without strings.
“How long to gather them?”
“Three days.”
Qi He’s face softened slightly. “Jiangnan’s resources are abundant—collecting ingredients here is far easier than in the Holy Sect.”
Lv Yang arched an eyebrow.
Qi He stroked his beard, warming to his topic. “The Holy Sect has unwritten rules. Even exceptional disciples must be used cautiously. Total annihilation isn’t permitted—truly promising talents receive cultivation support. Many True Men in the Sky-Connecting Sea of Clouds operate restrainedly, avoiding excessive brutality.”
Lv Yang’s lips parted, recalling his nine arduous lifetimes. He swallowed his bitter retort: So the Holy Sect actually exercised restraint in their talent system?
What other atrocities could they devise?
Guiding Lv Yang deeper into the shop, Qi He gestured. Dozens of jade tablets materialized midair, each inscribed with a name.
“These Fortune Heirs were personally selected by me—Foundation Building True Men in the Secret Pavilion Street, crafted by manipulating Karmic Threads.”
Lv Yang stiffened, memories surfacing of True Man Yinshan using identical methods to lure the Wugui Secret Realm. Such techniques drained future fortune, limiting these Heirs to a single lifetime.
“You’re using these Fortune Heirs to gather ingredients?”
“Precisely!” Qi He’s eyes gleamed. “Clients place orders, then I activate these tablets. The Heirs retrieve the requested items.” He pointed enthusiastically. “This one inherited sword cultivation—ideal for metal-aligned treasures. That one hails from water tribes, perfect for aquatic ingredients…”
Lv Yang grasped the system instantly. Clients requested items; Qi He manipulated fate to create tailored prodigies who’d acquire them, only to harvest both fortune and ingredients later.
“The Secret Pavilion Street itself facilitates this,” Qi He continued. “These Heirs inevitably come here to sell their spoils—delivering treasures directly to me!”
Lv Yang whistled inwardly. Qi He’s method was terrifyingly efficient—operating remotely, amassing wealth effortlessly.
The Holy Sect truly held back! Unlike their Jiangbei counterparts, they rarely mass-produced Fortune Heirs unless crucial for cultivation.
“This isn’t even the best part,” Qi He smirked. “The true beauty lies in the escapees.”
Lv Yang leaned in. “How so?”
Qi He waved a hand. “Some Heirs inevitably ascend to Foundation Building. Rather than destroy them, why not recruit such talents? Independent Cultivators can’t resist Holy Sect’s might.”
Lv Yang mused, “But won’t they resent your methods?”
“They’re far crueler than me!” Qi He laughed. “Who wouldn’t profit from spiritual ingredients? At least I grant these Heirs survival chances—others show zero mercy.”
“The Secret Pavilion Street is finite. If one cultivator’s success comes from another’s ruin, they’ll never allow competition to resurface.”
Lv Yang shook his head grimly.
Qi He’s smile deepened. “As for your ingredients—three days isn’t enough for mere Heirs.” He gestured to an array formation spreading through the shop. “This additional service caters specifically to Holy Sect True Men.”
Lv Yang’s gaze sharpened as Qi He unveiled the lethal formations.
“The Secret Pavilion Street’s space is limited. If Foundation Builders keep opening shops here, we’d have chaos. Periodic ‘cleaning’ is necessary.” His eyes darkened with intent.
Lv Yang understood. The Fortune Heirs alone couldn’t gather everything in three days. But Foundation Builders operating here—wealthy, independent, and vulnerable—would suffice.
“I’ve targeted two Foundation Builders,” Qi He concluded. “When they enter my array, we’ll capture them together. Your ingredients will be complete.”
Surveying the deadly formations, Lv Yang sighed.
“Truly worthy of an Ancient Holy Elder.”
He turned to Qi He.
“So—is this why you intend to ambush me?”
(End of Chapter)
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