Chapter 112 Treasure
As Yin Fuxue stepped into the submarine under the watchful eyes of everyone, her vanity was greatly satisfied.
Make way, everyone, the most outrageous old Qian is here.
Water-repelling talismans and air-sealing pills are nothing compared to the price of a submarine.
Yin Fuxue slightly raised her chin, put her hands behind her back, and pretended to listen to the surrounding chatter without caring.
"Which sect is this? I've never seen their sect emblem before. And where did this submarine come from?"
"This submarine artifact seems to be a spiritual treasure that was just obtained in the Liuli Mountain Secret Realm half a month ago. I remember that the Foundation Establishment cultivator who brought the submarine out was about to default on his loan, so he put it up for auction at Wanbao Pavilion. The final transaction price should be more than 30 million spirit stones."
"Thirty million?? You mean they spent thirty million just to get it into the water?"
"Are you crazy? How much savings does the sect have to withstand spending like this?"
"The Giant Sect bought the Medicine Sect for 50 billion, and now a new sect has spent 30 million to buy a submarine to go to the secret realm... Did I miss some opportunity to make a fortune? How come everyone suddenly became so rich?"
"Hey, do you think these two sects might be the same one?"
"I'm starting to doubt whether that forum post is real..."
"Alright, that's enough. Do you think it's too late for me to go up and recommend myself to their sect leader? I look pretty good right now, don't I? I specially wore an all-black training uniform today, I look really cool."
Before they could discuss it for long, they saw the waves below growing larger and larger. The entrance to the secret realm resembled a bottomless abyss, with the deep blue water forming a sharp dividing line between the two.
Yin Fuxue sat in the co-pilot's seat in the submarine, watching through the porthole the grand scene of thousands of cultivators vying to go into the sea.
Apart from the Medicine Sect, most other cultivators use water-repelling talismans of different levels. High-level water-repelling talismans create a water bubble the size of a basketball around them, which can create a space for two or three people to breathe at the same time.
Each member of the Taiyi Talisman Sect had a high-level water-repelling talisman and followed closely behind the Medicine Sect members, swimming towards the area in the southeast where the spiritual energy was most abundant, specifically the area around the large seashell.
Later, cultivators from smaller sects often shared a single intermediate-level water-repelling talisman among themselves, taking a short breath before passing it on to the next person. Their movement was ridiculously slow, so this group avoided the location of the treasure from the very beginning.
When they descended to a height of more than 20 meters below sea level, the thousands of cultivators had clearly divided into several groups, among which only eight small teams were heading straight for the treasure.
Yin Fuxue patted her chest.
Thankfully, the remaining seven teams are not even half as fast as the submarine.
He walked to the rear window of the submarine, sipped his iced cola, and waved kindly to the sect prodigies following behind him.
He mouthed, "Thank you for your hard work."
The leader of the Medicine Sect team who was closest to the scene was so angry that he spat out two bubbles on the spot, his face turned pale, and he almost choked on the water.
Yin Fuxue gave the other party a thumbs-up.
There's no way around it; having money and not showing it off is like wearing fine clothes in the dark. The boss can hold back from showing it off, but he simply can't hold back at all.
Fearing that she would infuriate her usually arrogant old colleagues from the Medicine Sect, Yin Fuxue deliberately changed the rear window to a one-way mode and stood behind the glass, bending over and laughing wildly.
Back when he was in the Medicine Sect, he wasn't strong enough, so he rarely got the chance to take on such lucrative tasks as exploring secret realms.
During his work, he was only sent to a small secret realm on the mountaintop once. His task was to compete with those small sects or individual cultivators for the lowest-grade magical artifacts and items in the instance, which is commonly known as scavenging.
He had only been away from the Medicine Sect for less than a month, and he was already sitting in a submarine worth tens of millions, competing with his former colleagues for a priceless treasure.
How can life be the same no matter who you live with?
The Medicine Sect, a sect so poor that it even controls the amount of toilet paper used in its toilets, is indeed his nemesis.
"Get down, we've arrived."
The submarine stopped in front of an open area. Underneath the large seashell was another small open area, as if the seawater had been squeezed out. This place was no different from land.
We quickly bypassed two high walls, and ahead lay an endless field of flowers.
In the center of the flower field stands a square stone tablet, about the height of five adults. The surface of the tablet is carved with a hundred grooves, indicating that something must be filled into the grooves to open the tablet.
Yin Fuxue looked around, pondering what could be put into the stone trough in this flower field.
Before he could act, Fang Zhuo had already taken out a long sword from his storage ring.
The submarine was obviously faster than swimming, and it would take the other teams at least five or six minutes to arrive, giving the two of them enough time to search through most of the flower field.
First, he cut off the flower stems that were as tall as a person, but found nothing special. Then he switched to an iron shovel and dug up all the flowers in the area.
There were six or seven clusters of flower roots dug out, but only one of them had a round, luminous crystal at its base.
Clearly, the stone tablet requires this kind of crystal, but the conditions for opening it are very strict; a team needs to dig out a full one hundred of them.
Fang Zhuo reached out and took the crystal from a distance, putting it into his storage ring. He then tossed over thirty explosive talismans to Yin Fuxue: "Get to work."
Yin Fuxue's heart was bleeding.
Such a high-level explosive talisman costs tens of thousands of yuan and is usually used to save your life when you can't win a fight. Now it's being used to overturn the ground. Isn't that a bit of a waste?
Fang Zhuo ignored Yin Fuxue's pained mask, and simply rode his flying sword to the other half of the flower field. He pinched the talisman between his two fingers and threw it into the flower field from afar, instantly raising a cloud of dust.
The entire flower field was ridiculously large. If it weren't for the extremely low drop rate of crystals and the fact that they were in a hurry, Fang Zhuo would never have wanted to do it himself.
Just as they had obtained more than forty crystals, the other teams finally arrived one after another.
Even with water-repelling talismans, they couldn't protect the area below the chest. The cultivators were already soaked and looked utterly disheveled.
But these people didn't bother to use their internal energy to dry their clothes. Instead, they quickly rushed into the flower field. Those who were well-prepared could grab a shovel or a rake, while the Medicine Sect members simply used their alchemy furnaces to dig the ground.
Halfway through the excavation, the younger members of the Talisman Sect looked enviously at the explosive talisman and whispered to their elders:
"Senior, didn't we also pack some explosive talismans in our backpacks?"
The elder stroked his beard and smiled slightly:
"It costs 13,000 yuan per sheet. It's for escaping. If you use it, you have to write an 800-word report when you get back. The approval process involves about ten leaders."
The younger man cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and gripped the gourd in his hand tightly: "Actually, I think a gourd ladle is quite good; it's convenient and affordable."
In less than ten minutes, the entire flower field had been turned over. Apart from Fang Zhuo's group obtaining more than sixty crystals, the other sects only had about ten crystals each.
The situation has changed; it has now become a competition for existing market share.
The group led by Taiyi Fu shook their heads, exchanged glances, and decided to retreat with the crystals they had.
These high-energy crystals, which are limited to this secret realm, are worth around 800 each on the market. Their trip wasn't entirely fruitless. If they retreat now, they can still help the second group snatch up the next-tier spiritual treasures.
Seeing that they couldn't dig out any more crystals from the site, the members of the Medicine Sect changed direction and rushed towards Fang Zhuo with lightning speed.
A few days ago, when the sect's land was forcibly requisitioned, their team happened to be in another secret realm and did not witness the scene. They were already full of doubts and questions about the land purchase process.
Now, not only did the other side pull out a submarine in public, but they also dared to provoke them on the submarine. They were simply disregarding the Medicine Sect, which was recognized as the richest sect. The group was seething with anger.
Seeking revenge for both old and new grudges, killing and stealing crystals—this is perfectly normal in the secret realm.
So what if someone can casually pull out hundreds of billions? So what if they can afford a submarine? The real chasm lies in the absolute difference in strength between the Golden Core stage and the Foundation Establishment stage.
It's time to show this young man what a real wasteland looks like.
Yin Fuxue's pupils contracted, and she reacted swiftly by summoning a divine-grade short sword coated with poison, shielding her boss behind her: "Boss, be careful!"
In the blink of an eye, Yin Fuxue only saw a jar suddenly fly past her.
When he saw what was inside the jar, his pupils suddenly contracted—
Spirit stone.
And it wasn't just tens of thousands of spirit stones, but several million.
The spirit stones, each worth 100,000, gleamed with an alluring golden light, instantly attracting the attention of hundreds of people in the room, like a magic box in mythology that tempts travelers to fall into depravity.
Fighting in a secret realm is nothing new, but these millions of spirit stones are quite novel.
As the jar was tossed to the nearest Taiyi Talisman Sect members, Fang Zhuo said calmly to the talisman cultivators beside him, "Protect me."
The Golden Core cultivators of the Taiyi Talisman Sect almost burst into tears on the spot.
Luckily I left late, otherwise I would have missed the chance to get rich quick.
What else is there to say? If we don't beat those few people from the Medicine Sect to a pulp, they'll be letting this jar of spirit stones down their spines.
In an instant, talismans flew everywhere, landing all over the Medicine Sect members.
The junior from the Fu Sect practically rummaged through all the offensive talismans in his storage ring, throwing out everything from Five Thunderbolts Talismans, Itching Talismans, and Sleeping Talismans.
He reached into his backpack to check if there were any remaining talismans, but found that the elder had already held the explosive talisman he was forbidden to use between his fingers, added a few strokes to the talisman with his right hand to increase its power, and then tossed it back towards the Medicine Sect.
...You promised to submit a report.
After receiving several million spirit stones, the elder suddenly stopped worrying about the complicated process of using the explosive talisman.
If Yin Fuxue, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was still under some pressure fighting against a Golden Core cultivator with a divine artifact, then with the help of the Taiyi Talisman Sect, the situation had become one-sided.
As the fight progressed, even Yin Fuxue felt a little reluctant to continue, while the Fu Sect continued to unleash their attacks.
A deep pit formed in the flower field. The elder of the Medicine Sect stretched out his charred arm, coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat, and said weakly:
"Fellow Daoist, could you please stop fighting? I regretted it the moment I saw the spirit stones. You didn't even give me time to explain."
Elder Fu laughed: "To beg for mercy, you even called out 'fellow Daoist.' It must be a cunning ghost cultivator who has possessed your body. Disciples, remember not to be soft-hearted."
Only after confirming that the Medicine Sect members were completely incapacitated by the attack did the Talisman Sect elder lead his men to collect all the crystals they had just dug out of their bodies, and hand them over to the benefactor along with the ones in the Talisman Sect's possession.
"Young friend, feel free to call me anytime if you need to undertake a similar escort mission. This is my business card."
"I have over two hundred years of experience working in the Talisman Sect. I am currently in the late Golden Core stage, skilled in advanced talisman making, proficient in the field of lightning talismans, have a good reputation, and have no record of practicing evil cultivation."
"If your sect is recruiting, please let me know."
Fang Zhuo accepted the crystal: "...Okay."
From entering the area beneath the seashell to obtaining the hundred crystals, it took him less than half an hour, much smoother than he had anticipated.
All the spirit stones were thrown onto the stone tablet in the center of the flower field, and the entire area began to tremble continuously.
With a deafening roar, the stone tablet shattered into four pieces, toppling to the side and revealing the most precious treasure of the secret realm, which had been protected in the very center.
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