A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 142 - 118: Arms Full of Treasures

The mysterious person on the other end of the Illusory Sound Treasure Conch is truly an old and cunning figure.

This Rotting God and Soul-Splitting Poison is either a slow-acting poison or a latent one, activated by the caster.

Zhang Shouchang is already poisoned, yet he is still not reassured and poisons the storage pouch again. This way, whoever retrieves items from it, if even slightly negligent, would be immediately poisoned and have to be manipulated by him.

Fortunately, Lu Qian is cautious enough, and Guh Niqiang has high cultivation skills. Her fire control ability seems quite effective in restraining these poisons.

Having learned from the first experience, the two of them became more cautious with the remaining four storage pouches. Guh Niqiang took action to remove the poisonous gas attached to the storage pouches one by one.

When they got to the last storage pouch, the flames in Guh Niqiang’s palm suddenly solidified, and the black gas-wrapped platinum flames instantly turned into a bright pearl.

She flipped her palm and tucked the pearl into her bosom.

Lu Qian’s eye twitched: "Are you sure you want to put that away? This poison is quite dangerous..."

Guh Niqiang nodded without explanation, and Lu Qian had no choice but to let her be.

However, this was only the surface of the storage pouch. It’s unknown whether there are hidden poisons in the items inside. Moreover, this place is not completely safe. Lu Qian looked at Siyi standing still like a stone statue outside the door and shook his head at Guh Niqiang.

"Elder Guh, let’s leave this place quickly and return to the mountain gate to prepare, then open the storage pouches."

Guh Niqiang nodded. Lu Qian took out a piece of silk cloth, carefully wrapped the storage pouch, and brought out a stack of talismans, preparing to set up a talisman restriction. Guh Niqiang, losing her patience, snatched the wrapped pouch and stuffed it into her bosom.

The sudden movement made Lu Qian’s heart skip a beat, but he decided to advise her: "Elder Guh, as they say, the skilled swimmer drowns, and the skilled rider falls. Overconfidence and reckless behavior should be avoided... Alright, alright, put your fist down. How about I tell you a story about the ancient cultivator Ying Dang?"

The two, led by Siyi, walked back to the main hall. The shopkeeper cultivator only glanced at them briefly without giving them another look.

What exactly is behind the Sea Abyss Pavilion, and who created it? Is it purely a place for cultivator storage? With these doubts buried in his heart, Lu Qian and Guh Niqiang left the Sea Abyss Pavilion and returned to the now gradually quiet marketplace.

The two didn’t linger further and left the marketplace, heading straight towards Bichao Mountain.

This time, Guh Niqiang finally flew slower and didn’t toss Lu Qian around like a ragdoll, which greatly relieved Lu Qian.

By the time they returned to the mountain gate, it was almost 3:00 AM, and Bichao Mountain was completely silent. After the long journey, Guh Niqiang hadn’t rested halfway, and her spiritual power was considerably depleted. Lu Qian then asked her to rest and meditate for a few hours before they opened the storage pouches together.

By morning, as Guh Niqiang settled down in Lu Qian’s courtyard, Jiang Qingfeng also arrived.

"Junior Brother," she said somewhat urgently, "Spirit Talisman Sect and Shahe Gang have replied."

Only then did she notice Guh Niqiang sitting there, paused for a moment, and hurriedly saluted, to which Guh Niqiang nodded in response.

Lu Qian took the letter from Qingfeng’s hand, raising an eyebrow: "Did both families write one letter together?"

Jiang Qingfeng nodded: "The envoy said both replies are in the letter."

"Where is the envoy now?"

"He refused to stay and left after delivering the letter."

"As expected, he has secrets in his heart." Lu Qian unfolded the letter and began to read.

In the letter, it stated that Yinn Hongbo, the Sect Leader of Spirit Talisman Sect, and Han Wen, the leader of Shahe Gang, had agreed to meet Lu Qian, with the meeting set for noon three days later at the Immortal Tea Pavilion in Baojing Square.

They had taken the initiative, but that was fine. However, their choice to convey the message with a joint letter clearly indicated the close relationship between Spirit Talisman Sect and Shahe Gang; at least when facing the Shuangye Alliance and Yunshan Sect, the two sects would advance and retreat together.

This was a troublesome matter, and Lu Qian felt even more pressure.

Knowing that Lu Qian had retrieved the items from Sea Abyss Pavilion, Jiang Qingfeng also stayed. As an insider and the Internal Affairs Elder of Yunshan Sect, she should know both for public and personal reasons what exactly these items contained.

Thus, the three of them went to the courtyard, dismissed the servants, and instructed the attendant disciples to guard the courtyard gate. Guh Niqiang took out the storage pouch and motioned Lu Qian and Jiang Qingfeng to step back a few paces.

She was about to open the storage pouch at once but recalled the story Lu Qian had told yesterday about the ancient cultivator Ying Dang, who, overconfident in his strength, rashly attempted to lift a hundred thousand catties Qiankun Treasure Tripod and ended up paralyzed; she hesitated and added a layer of protection to herself before dexterously manipulating her spiritual power to open the pouch.

"No problem inside."

She then opened the remaining four storage pouches one by one, all without issues, which made Lu Qian breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the mysterious person had realized that if the poison on the pouch failed, the cultivator opening it would be on guard, and further poisoning would be pointless.

The group gathered and began to carefully examine the materials within the bags.

Five storage pouches, each containing different materials.

The materials in the first pouch made Lu Qian feel excited. Inside were ten Spirit Crystals.

One Spirit Crystal could be exchanged for about 1,200 Spirit Stones, equating to 12,000 Spirit Stones!

From the second pouch, Guh Niqiang’s expression shifted as she took out a four-foot-long, arm-thick conical weapon. A layer of radiant glow flickered on the long cone, with densely packed fly-head-sized talismans surging within the glow, emitting an extremely strong spiritual pressure, causing both Lu Qian and Jiang Qingfeng to momentarily hold their breath.