As spiritual power surged in, Su Tong also gradually established a connection with the rock in front of him.
"This turned out to be a Profound grade spiritual treasure, how extravagant!"
At this moment, Su Tong discovered that this "rock" was actually a Profound grade spiritual treasure.
After his spiritual power came into contact with this Profound grade spiritual treasure, it directly seeped in.
"Formation?"
Su Tong could see that there was a formation inside the rock.
This formation was a sixth rank formation.
However, there was no need to decipher it.
This formation was used to connect a person with this spiritual treasure.
"Condense the Soul!"
Su Tong softly uttered two words.
Instantly, the spiritual power began to slowly coalesce.
As the spiritual power coalesced, a small figure appeared in this space.
The appearance of the small figure was exactly the same as Su Tong's.
Right after taking shape, the little figure stepped on the void and walked directly towards the center of the formation.
"Boom!"
An attack burst out from the formation.
In just a moment, it blasted on the body that Su Tong's spiritual power had condensed.
"Humph!"
Su Tong coldly snorted and directly raised his hand to block the attack.
Although this was a sixth rank formation and targeted spiritual power.
However, Su Tong's spiritual power was extraordinarily powerful.
Even if this was a sixth rank formation, Su Tong was not afraid at all.
"Boom!"
Another attack rumbled over.
Su Tong only casually blocked it.
He did not fight back, because that would destroy the formation and damage this spiritual treasure.
The subsequent attacks became increasingly stronger and more frequent.
But for Su Tong, it was not difficult to deal with.
Soon, Su Tong's spiritual power "walked" to the center of the formation.
At this time, those attacks also disappeared.
"Su Tong" sat directly cross-legged at the center of the formation.
At this moment, Su Tong also truly connected with this "rock".
"Ten Thousand Zhang Turtle Mountain?"
After establishing a connection, Su Tong also knew the name of this spiritual treasure.
It was not a very nice name.
But its function was quite good.
Su Tong's mind moved, and the Ten Thousand Zhang Turtle Mountain directly swelled with the wind.
The spiritual treasure, which was less than a foot tall originally, suddenly grew to three meters tall.
This was because Su Tong had taken control.
Otherwise, as the name suggests, this Ten Thousand Zhang Turtle Mountain could directly grow to the height of ten thousand zhang.
The room was rather low, so Su Tong did not continue testing.
But he knew clearly that this was a Profound grade spiritual treasure, one whole realm stronger than his Fire Shadow Spirit Spear.
It was obvious that this Ten Thousand Zhang Turtle Mountain was meant for cultivators who focused on their physique.
To be lifted up and smashed down on enemies.
"Don't know if this thing is easy to use or hard to use!"
Su Tong was somewhat helpless about such a simple and crude attack method.
It looked like he would have to cultivate more physique power in the future.
After restoring the Ten Thousand Zhang Turtle Mountain to its original shape, Su Tong put it away.
He had bought a Profound grade spiritual treasure for 10 million Nourishing Spirit Pills.
If the Qian Yuan Business Association knew about this, they would surely regret it to death.
"It doesn't seem like there are any other good items here. But as expected of an ancient sect, this Yang E Sect actually still has 5 million Nourishing Spirit Pills left!"
Su Tong looked inside Cheng Shan's spatial bag.
There were still 5 million Nourishing Spirit Pills inside.
Plus the items Cheng Shan had auctioned off earlier, it was worth at least 15 million Nourishing Spirit Pills.
So it had to be said, as an old power, this Yang E Sect indeed had ample savings.
Of course, now everything had entered Su Tong's pockets.
"Master Su, the Sect Master requests your presence in the Council Hall for a chat!"
Just as Su Tong was about to take a look at the formations he had auctioned, a voice came in.
"Looks like Yi Hao has figured it out."
Su Tong thought to himself.
He hoped Yi Hao's answer would not disappoint him.
He replied towards the door: "I know!"
After speaking, he tidied up all the items.
But he left several spatial bags behind.
After putting away two spatial bags, Su Tong went out and directly headed to the Phantom Rain Sect's Council Hall.
This was where the Phantom Rain Sect discussed major sect affairs.
Although Su Tong came here frequently, he was quite familiar with the place.
"Sect Master Yi, Elders!"
Su Tong saw that almost all of Phantom Rain Sect's elders were here.
There were also some juniors, like Yi YuXin and Liu He.
And some other powerful figures of the sect.
Seeing their expressions, Su Tong knew that Yi Hao had already told them about the matter.
But some were probably unhappy about it.
Su Tong could understand, after all, this was the root of Phantom Rain Sect.
It was just that below the Yang E Sect, there were sealed powerful experts from the Blood Shura Clan.
While below this Phantom Rain Sect, there were none.
Su Tong naturally understood which choice to make.
"Master Su is here, please take a seat!"
The speaker was the Grand Elder of Phantom Rain Sect.
Seeing Su Tong, he was very polite.
After all, Su Tong had destroyed the two major sects of Tianhu City, the Crazy Sand Sect and Yang E Sect.
He had easily killed two sect masters alone.
The only Divine Soul Realm expert in Tianhu City.
He naturally needed to be treated respectfully.
"Sect Master Yi should have told you about my thoughts, right?"
Su Tong looked at these elders.
Then he continued: "Elders, what do you think?"
"Master Su, can we discuss this matter?"
Everyone looked at each other, and in the end it was the Grand Elder who spoke.
"Please go ahead, Grand Elder!"
Su Tong was polite as well.
"The foundation of Phantom Rain Sect lies here. We hope... Phantom Rain Sect can remain here, but send some disciples to the Yang E Sect. How about that?"
The Grand Elder hesitated for a moment before speaking.
Su Tong shook his head: "That won't work. The entire Phantom Rain Sect must move away!"
If the sect headquarters stayed here, others might covet the Yang E Sect's resources in the future.
Then the Phantom Rain Sect would focus on protecting the sect headquarters.
So the only way was to move the entire Phantom Rain Sect to the Yang E Sect's location. Then even if someone made a move on the Phantom Rain Sect, they would not leave the sect headquarters.
That was what Su Tong wanted.
Moreover, only by taking root at the Yang E Sect's current location would the descendants continue staying there in the future.
Otherwise, no one knew what would happen in the future.
"Is there really no room for discussion?"
Another elder also looked at Su Tong with knitted brows.
Su Tong firmly shook his head.
"This is the foundation of Phantom Rain Sect, we can't leave here!"
At this moment, a young man shouted loudly.
Su Tong glanced at the young man and chuckled coldly: "That's fine too. I didn't force the Phantom Rain Sect to move either. I'm only exchanging my resources. If you don't want to, I can go to the Ying Ling Sect or Qian Yuan Business Association. I believe they would be happy to."
"Moreover... building another sect as powerful as Phantom Rain Sect doesn't seem too difficult either!"
Su Tong's indifferent words made everyone react.
That's right, Su Tong wasn't negotiating with them at all. He was merely giving them some benefits out of consideration for Yi YuXin!
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
