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Chapter 370: Buddhist Treasures and Gains
【Golden Wood Flying Boat: Crafted from the trunk of a spiritual Bodhi tree, a mid-tier flying Spiritual Artifact.】
【When fully activated, it travels at astonishing speed, though its defensive capabilities are only average.】
【The original owner has perished; the Artifact Spirit has vanished. It is now available for claiming.】
……
"A flying Spiritual Artifact."
After the gray-robed elder’s death, the Golden Small Boat shrank to the size of a palm.
When Lu Qing used his Abilities Probe to examine the vessel, a faint smile tugged at his lips.
In fact, ever since he’d seen the elder soaring through the skies, he’d been eyeing this artifact with growing desire.
Flying Spiritual Artifacts were always rare.
Though not as precious as Space Spiritual Artifacts, they were still exceedingly uncommon.
Lu Qing already possessed the Lihuo Ding and Qiankun Yiqi Dai—two powerful Spiritual Artifacts—and Wuxing Huo, his personal Treasure Artifact.
These treasures offered balanced offense and defense, covering nearly every aspect of combat. Naturally, they also granted flight.
But the problem was their rank.
The Lihuo Ding and Qiankun Yiqi Dai were far too high in tier for Lu Qing’s current cultivation level. Even if he poured in every ounce of his spiritual force, he could only unlock a fraction of their true potential.
To activate flight from such artifacts required a staggering amount of spiritual energy—more than he could possibly sustain. Even if he drained himself dry, he’d barely manage a few dozen steps into the sky.
But this Golden Small Boat was different.
Its rank wasn’t particularly high—just a Spiritual Artifact—but that made it perfectly suited for Lu Qing’s current stage.
"Little Master," the ghostly image of Yan appeared beside him.
"Yes," Lu Qing replied. "This vessel is a flying Spiritual Artifact. You and the Qiankun Yiqi Dai are far too advanced for me to wield right now. I can’t yet command flight with them.
But this boat—though merely a Spiritual Artifact—is exactly what I need at this moment."
Yan nodded.
Indeed, activating flight from a Spiritual Artifact was never easy. It required an ocean of spiritual force.
Yet the speed it could achieve was incomparable—hundreds of miles in an instant was trivial, and crossing entire provinces in a single breath was common.
But all of that remained far beyond Lu Qing’s reach.
Even Zhu Ji Qi cultivators couldn’t master such feats. Not even a Wan Man-level Xian Tian Jing warrior could hope to do so.
Focusing on the small boat in his hand, Lu Qing began to spirit-essence consecrate it, claiming it as his own.
With the gray-robed elder dead, the Golden Small Boat was now ownerless. There was no Artifact Spirit lingering within it.
So with ease, Lu Qing carved his own Spirit Soul Mark into the vessel’s Seal Core, fully refining it as his own.
Almost instantly, a deep sense of connection surged through him—from the boat to his soul.
Now, all he needed was a thought, and the boat would expand and shoot into the sky.
But he didn’t act.
The outside world remained uncertain. The faint, dangerous aura he’d sensed earlier—still unknown whether it lingered—was a risk he couldn’t afford to ignore.
Better to wait.
He stored the Golden Small Boat away, then reached into the Qiankun Yiqi Dai and pulled out three items: a ball of golden light, a pale golden bead, and a golden shuttle.
This time, he’d slain the gray-robed elder and several other Xuan Kong Shan elders. In total, he’d secured four treasures.
Other elders might have had items too, but he hadn’t had time to collect them.
Lu Qing examined the remaining three treasures.
The golden light wasn’t just light—it was a soft, silk-like substance, glowing with golden radiance. It felt surprisingly heavy, despite its delicate appearance.
When he unfolded it, he found a thin, translucent golden robe—so fine it resembled a cicada’s wing.
Next, he turned to the pale golden bead. It felt smooth and warm, like jade, yet its material was neither metal nor stone—unusual and mysterious.
The golden shuttle looked as if it had been forged from a bone that had undergone Jade Transformation.
Lu Qing activated his Abilities to probe each.
First, he examined the golden robe.
【Diamond Robe: High-tier Buddhist Spiritual Artifact.】
【Woven from the silk of a Diamond Silk Worm, imbued with Buddhist Seals. Offers balanced offense and defense, with formidable power.】
【A Buddhist Treasure Artifact—must be activated with a Buddhist Combat Technique to reach its full potential.】
…
He then turned to the bead and shuttle.
【Diamond Relic: Forged from the relic of a Golden Dan-level Buddhist cultivator after enlightenment.】
【Contains a trace of the Golden Dan-level cultivator’s power. When activated with a Buddhist Secret Technique, it can summon a Buddha’s divine form.】
【Only cultivators at the Golden Dan level or above can produce such relics.】
【Buddha Bone Golden Shuttle: Crafted from the bones of a Golden Dan-level Buddhist cultivator after enlightenment.】
【Holds a faint trace of Golden Dan-level power. When activated with a Buddhist Secret Technique, it can unleash Buddhist Aura Force, dealing devastating damage.】
【A Buddhist offensive Spiritual Artifact—must be activated with Buddhist energy to achieve maximum effect.】
…
After reading the inscriptions, Lu Qing felt a flicker of disappointment.
The Diamond Robe, the relic bead, and the Golden Shuttle were all excellent treasures—each ranked higher than the Golden Small Boat.
But unlike the flying boat, these artifacts were deeply bound by powerful Buddhist Seals.
To truly unlock their potential, one needed mastery of Buddhist Combat Techniques and the ability to channel Buddhist energy.
For Lu Qing, who had no such training, they were essentially useless—like tools in a foreign language.
So after reviewing their details, he tucked them back into the Qiankun Yiqi Dai, deciding to keep them for future use—perhaps when he’d mastered Buddhist techniques, or found someone who could.
With the treasures cataloged, Lu Qing turned his mind to reviewing today’s battle.
The fight against Xuan Yi and the other elders had gone smoothly.
With his current strength, Xian Tian Jing cultivators were no match for him—especially when caught off guard.
The swift, crushing victory was expected.
But the real test had been against the gray-robed elder.
A cultivator at the peak of Zhu Ji Qi—despite having once severed a vital part of himself—the elder was, without a doubt, the strongest opponent Lu Qing had ever faced.
His techniques were overwhelming—each strike amplified by his treasures.
The golden shuttle’s radiant glow, the towering Buddha avatar—each move, empowered by Spiritual Artifacts, was devastating.
And to stand high above the battlefield, riding the Golden Small Boat, made him nearly untouchable.
Lu Qing estimated that if any other Xian Tian Jing warrior had faced him—no matter how skilled—would have been shattered in a single exchange.
Even he had been forced to pull out every trick in his arsenal, using careful planning and deception to lure the elder into close combat before finally striking him down.
It was clear—Zhu Ji Qi cultivators were monsters among their peers.
"Still," Lu Qing murmured, staring at his own palm, "this battle has shown me just how strong I truly am."
He’d used nearly every technique at his disposal—swordplay, archery, fist techniques, Domain, Earth Vein Yuan Ci Li, and his body cultivation.
The only things he hadn’t used were his two Innate Divine Powers—his true trump cards.
So this battle had given him a clear benchmark of his current limits.
Without activating those two innate abilities, his raw strength was on par with a typical Zhu Ji Qi cultivator at the peak of their cultivation.
Yet, even so, he would never underestimate any Zhu Ji Qi warrior.
Because cultivation level wasn’t everything.
Two cultivators at the same stage could differ wildly in strength due to their Combat Techniques, Treasure Artifacts, and even temperament.
Take the gray-robed elder: without his Buddhist treasures, he’d have been no stronger than a typical Xian Tian Jing warrior—easily crushed with a single blow.
But with those artifacts, he’d become a force that even Lu Qing had to fight with every weapon in his arsenal.
That was the true power of a good Treasure Artifact—capable of turning a minor cultivator into a monster.
Lu Qing refused to let pride blind him.
He would not fall to an opponent’s hidden treasure just because he’d grown careless.
So even though he’d just slain a peak Zhu Ji Qi enemy, he remained cautious—mindful of every potential threat.
After organizing his thoughts and taking stock of his gains, Lu Qing settled into a meditative state, preparing for the next ambush.
This was his first time in Xi Zhou.
He wasn’t leaving so soon.
Xuan Kong Shan sought to unify Xi Zhou and establish a Buddhist faith.
Lu Qing would not allow that to happen.
He would crush their ambitions—by his own hand.
(End of Chapter)
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