Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 353 - 262 Opening Blind Boxes



Chapter 353 - 262 Opening Blind Boxes

Chapter 353: Chapter 262 Opening Blind Boxes

“Thank heavens the Ancestor responded in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable,” Zhao Daochuan said with a look of great alarm.

Zhao Xuanjing waved his hand and spoke with a grave expression, “That matter is over, no need to bring it up again. The real pressing issue is that the secret mansion might have been exposed.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daochuan was startled, and Zhao Sheng’s face changed, “Disaster! The secret mansion is too close to the ruins!”

Hearing this, Zhao Daochuan also realized the implications, his complexion turning extremely ugly.

The Divine Thought of a Nascent Soul Ancestor could reach as far as a hundred miles, while the straight-line distance between the secret mansion and the ruins was at most thirty miles.

If not checked,

should one of those Nascent Soul old monsters be idle and sweep the surrounding area with their Divine Thought.

The quasi third-tier Illusion Array around the secret mansion might not conceal it.

Thinking that the family secret mansion, cultivated for nearly a thousand years, might be exposed, I fear even the most important Ancient Spiritual Peach Tree could not be preserved.

Zhao Daochuan was suddenly frantic, “Ancestor, what should we do now? Do you have any suggestions?”

Zhao Xuanjing felt somewhat helpless, “There’s no good method. I just hope no Nascent Soul old monster would be so idle as to carefully survey the terrain with Divine Thought.

If it gets exposed, it wouldn’t be beyond us to put this place under the protection of the Ksitigarbha Sect, though we’d have to hand over all the Longevity Spirit Peaches afterward.”

“Alas, the Longevity Peach is a critically important financial resource for the family. Without it, not to mention the loss of longevity hope for the clan members, total income would be reduced by at least twenty percent. This… this is too bad!”

Zhao Sheng quietly listened to the two sighing, then suddenly spoke, “I have a solution, but I’m not sure if it’s feasible?”

“What’s the solution? Tell us quickly,” urged Zhao Xuanjing upon hearing this.

Not keeping them in suspense, Zhao Sheng straightforwardly said, “We can temporarily add a cover outside the secret mansion. Keep in mind that the mansion is situated in a mountain hollow, and the Ancestor is especially skilled in construction…”

Before he could finish, Zhao Xuanjing’s eyes brightened with excitement and he laughed joyfully, “Yes! Create a disguise on the outside, and at the same time bury the formation within the earth’s crust to isolate the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy. With Xiao Qi and I combining our efforts, altering the terrain a bit would be a piece of cake.

As long as no one closely investigates every inch, Divine Thoughts scanning from dozens of miles away will definitely not penetrate layers of earth several dozens of feet thick.”

“Ancestor, this can really work. And we need to do it as quickly as possible,” Zhao Daochuan also said happily.

“Good, I will start working on it immediately.”

Once the plan was set, Zhao Xuanjing acted decisively and fast.

Just as he said.

Only half an hour later, a thick layer of earth and stone disguise had already been added above the secret mansion.

Meanwhile, under Zhao Daochuan’s coordination, the mansion’s Great Array was mostly shut down, with only the Spiritual Energy isolation Barrier and the minimal Earth Array Formation activated.

Having done all this, Zhao Xuanjing again admonished the two, before heading towards the ruins.

Half an hour later, Zhao Sheng managed to get away from the nagging Zhao Daochuan and found an unused stone room where he finally settled down.

“Forget it, overthinking it is no use, better to see what I’ve gathered in these storage bags!”

In the depths of the stone room, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on a stone platform, shook his head to put aside his worries temporarily, and focused on the loot from this expedition.

He reached into his robe and pulled out a stack of storage bags, casually picking an appealing one, shook open the mouth of the bag, and tipped it upside down.

With a “plop,” a pile of objects materialized in front of him on the ground.

It turned out to be over a dozen varying sizes of boxes, three different styles of magic artifacts, several bottles of assorted Elixir Pills, and a few pieces of scale armor flying lizard neck skin, each several feet long but still intact.

Curiously, there wasn’t even a single Jade Scroll inside the storage bag.

For this scenario, Zhao Sheng had been prepared, as it was rare for anyone to place Jade Scrolls that record cultivation techniques, elixir recipes, and other knowledge inside a storage bag.

If there were any, they were most likely fakes or traps, possibly even used to harm others intentionally.

If a fool were to practice the content inside, it’d be odd if they didn’t meet their demise, serving indirectly as a form of revenge for the owner.

Zhao Sheng casually picked up a crystalline short dagger, swept it with his Divine Sense, and after a slight touch with his fingers, he found that the blade was a Low Grade Spirit Artifact restrained by a sixth-level prohibition.

His eyes flickered towards the other two artifacts on the ground.

Humph, they’re not even spirit artifacts. He couldn’t be bothered, decisively putting the items together, storing them into his storage belt, planning to deal with them when he returned to the family.

Zhao Sheng put away the spirit artifact short dagger at hand, then picked up a turquoise storage bag.

He shook open the mouth of the bag with one hand and tipped it upside down, pouring out a number of items.

Magic artifacts, talismans, Elixir Pills, and other essential items for a cultivator scattered together.

Zhao Sheng, with high standards, ordinary treasures that Foundation Establishment Cultivators would cherish, might not catch his eye.

The scene before him was a prime example.

A bunch of garbage; the most precious thing was a Second Order Middle Grade True Talisman, the Ghost Cry Wind and Thunder Talisman, probably used by the previous owner for survival.

However, in Zhao Sheng’s eyes, this true talisman was not even as powerful as a Second Order Fire Thunder Talisman that he could draw with the Stacking Talisman Technique on a whim.

Then there was… the third storage bag… only a Low Grade Spirit Artifact, a scorpion tail whip caught his interest slightly. It was perfect for gifting when he returned.

Next, the fourth bag, and the fifth…

He went through seven or eight storage bags in a row, collecting a large pile of spirit stones, talismans, Elixir Pills, spirit materials, and numerous miscellaneous items.

However, there were very few treasures that truly impressed him.

There was only a black tower carved with numerous mysterious patterns, a piece of Magical Treasure-grade spirit material “Solar Sundial Jade” and two thousand-year-old spiritual medicines.


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