Chapter 1692: Chapter 1671: The Immortal Monarch's Foundation, a Complete Collection of Treasures, Everything One Could Wish for_1 Chapter 1692: Chapter 1671: The Immortal Monarch's Foundation, a Complete Collection of Treasures, Everything One Could Wish for_1 “Alright.”
Lin Qingluo did not want the atmosphere to be too oppressive, so she followed Tianshui's careful thoughts to ease the sadness of the Flower Spirits.
“We'll lead the way for you, Master.”
As expected, the Flower Spirits' mood improved a bit, wiped their tears, and flew ahead towards the palace.
*
“This magnificent golden palace was Master's treasure vault in her previous life, filled with all kinds of treasures.”
Little Kingfisher became particularly excited when talking about the treasures, listing all the rare treasures, and taking the opportunity to boast about himself.
“Most of the treasures inside were found by me, of course. I have a sharp eye for treasures. Even if a pearl is covered in dust, I can pick it out from a pile of sand and gravel.”
“Yin'er is amazing.”
“So impressive.”
“So cool.”
The little spirits clapped enthusiastically, showing face and supporting their boss.
“Don't listen to Yin'er's nonsense.”
Flower Spirits laughed, explaining: “The palace is not a treasure vault, but a bedroom. Master in her previous life loved wine. Every time she entered, she would drink by the Spirit Lake, and then stay in the palace for a night to rest.”
“As for rare treasures, of course, there are. They are stored in the storeroom, not scattered throughout the entire palace, as Yin'er boasted.”
“Uh.”
The little spirits stopped laughing, with their mischievous little eyes staring at their boss.
Little Kingfisher didn't blush or lose his breath: “I didn't say the entire palace was filled with treasures. The meaning of treasure vault and storeroom is the same.”
“Hehe.”
The Flower Spirits watched the naughty Phoenix just as they remembered and couldn't help but giggle.
*
As the Flower Spirits said, the palace had a spacious, bright hall, extravagant boudoirs, misty hot springs, and dozens of storerooms filled with rare treasures.
The treasures in the storeroom were of all shapes and sizes, including immortal artifacts, immortal pills, heavenly cultivation techniques – all sorts of categories, everything you can think of.
Countless radiant spirit stones filled ten of the storerooms, dazzling colors stunning the little spirits.
Tianshui drooled over the treasures, holding a high-grade spirit stone larger than his little body, unwilling to let go.
Lin Qingluo smiled and lovingly rubbed Tianshui's little head. She picked out a small white jade bottle from the neatly arranged immortal pills, removed the stopper, poured out ten Immortal Essence Pills, and held them up to sniff.
The Immortal Essence Pills were well preserved, and the potency remained.
She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, returned the pills to the bottle, and put it away properly.
“Sister, is this the foundation of an Immortal Monarch?”
Mu Fan looked at the neatly arranged high-grade immortal artifacts, innumerable emotions surging within him, as he made a rare humorous remark: “Compared to Sister's collection, our desperate scramble for immortal artifact fragments in the Demon Realm seems like a joke.”
“In this world, there are few like Sister, fortunate enough to reincarnate and retain their memories.”
Lin Qingluo couldn't help laughing and patted his forehead: “Don't think about it. Go and pick a few items you like to keep for self-defense.”
“Maybe we shouldn't use them for now.”
Mu Fan was hesitant: “With my current mana, even if I have immortal artifacts, I wouldn't be able to use them. Rather than attracting attention, it's better not to.”
“Even if you don't use them, you can keep them ready.”
Without thinking, Lin Qingluo blurted out: “Once Sister ascends to the Immortal Realm, you won't be able to have them.”
“Sister.”
Mu Fan's heart sank, and a tinge of remorse surged within him: “I'm trying my best to catch up to Sister, but the harder I try, the further behind I fall.”
“Sister believes in you.”
Lin Qingluo's eyes were tender, gently caressing his face with a touch that brought immense conviction: “Someday, we'll meet again in the Immortal Realm. Sister will be waiting for you there.”
Chapter end
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