Chapter 85: Release

No way, Mu Lao's qi and blood are withered, his days are numbered, it's absolutely impossible for him to emerge.

As for the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect, the few old ancestors deep in the ancestral land have exhausted their lifespans; leaving the spirit-nurturing heavenly coffin that nourishes life, they simply cannot survive. Or perhaps the rumor is true—that behind my young nephew stands a talisman refiner of immensely exalted status? Do you know?

Heigou shook his head, eyes full of conviction, saying: "Even if the Young Master truly has such an expert behind him, it's not something we can pry into; perhaps all this has long been under the Young Master's control."

Is that so?

Sect Master Liu glanced at Su Chen, feeling something was off, yet couldn't put his finger on it.

Never mind.

If Su Chen truly has a talisman-refining expert behind him, thus provoking their displeasure, that would be a loss not worth the gain.

After the cultivators cheered, Su Chen directly poured out all ten billion spirit stones from the space within the Myriad Worlds Mall Card.

Seeing the spirit stones piled up like a mountain on the ground, the cultivators were dumbfounded.

"Only an Ancestor Realm expert can refine such an exquisite small world; I never expected the Young Master to actually have one!"

Heigou stared blankly at the heap of spirit stones on the ground.

He simply felt the Young Master was unfathomable.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Only when the ten billion spirit stones lay before the cultivators did they finally feel that genuine sensation—just holding a spirit stone and absorbing its qi eased their bodily pain.

But the biggest surprise was still to come.

Su Chen pointed to the sister left behind by the twins and said, "Did you see that black storage ring?"

"Young Master, I see it."

"Is that also a spirit stone?"

"Young Master, can we start cultivating now? I've been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time."

"..."

Amid the eager gazes of all.

Su Chen smiled calmly and said the words that made the cultivators shout: "Ten thousand breakthrough pills, grades one through five—today each of you can at least break through one more realm."

"However, remember that each person can take only one breakthrough pill; taking more is ineffective."

Having said that.

The whole place erupted in an uproar.

Because they were overly excited, the surviving cultivators fell silent.

In the battle against Ye Han, ten thousand cultivators fought three thousand; after the struggle, nearly a thousand of Su Changfeng's side fell before they barely broke through a corner formation of East City.

Nowadays, East City has only about two thousand cultivators left.

And those ten thousand breakthrough pills were purchased in advance by him from the Myriad Worlds Mall Card.

All in all, it costs hardly any points; the grade is too low.

"What the Sect Master said is correct—once the Young Master arrives, we can turn defeat into victory!"

"What kind of good-for-nothing is the Young Master, to have a good-for-nothing capable of slaying a Quasi Martial Venerable expert?"

"From now on, whoever dares to speak ill of the Young Master, I'll rip out their tongue."

"Young Master, mighty!"

"Young Master, mighty!"

As soon as the breakthrough pills' ability to boost cultivation was mentioned, all cultivators became excited as if injected with chicken blood.

However, that's not the end.

Su Chen, as the cultivators carried over each spirit treasure, smiled and said: "You don't find the Spirit Gathering Array too restrictive for movement, do you? I've etched a small Spirit Gathering Formation into this Spirit Armor, so from now on you won't be bound by the array's limitations."

"Etch a small Spirit Gathering Formation into the Spirit Armor?" The Grand Elder's eyelid twitched as he stared in shock at Su Chen.

The next second.

Then Su Chen took out the Spirit Armor.

Under the Grand Elder's eyes, pupils shining with astonishment!

When all the cultivators were stunned into numbness, their minds blank.

Su Chen picked up the armor in his hand and said: "The Spirit Burst Phenomenon—with these Spirit-grade Armors etched with Spirit Gathering Arrays inside, even if a beast tide strikes, we can directly use spiritual power without hesitation, unaffected in the slightest—" a pair of Cloud-Stepping Boots, a set of Five-Colored Battle Armor...

Several elders: "?!"

Two thousand cultivators: "!!!"

They truly aren't caught in an illusion formation, trapped in a magical technique?

The day before yesterday they were still being tormented by violent inner qi to the point of near death.

Today!

There are spirit stones, breakthrough pills, and spirit treasures.

Moreover, only some Holy Land Guest Elders are qualified to wear Spirit-grade Armor and Cloud-Stepping Boots??

"Young Master, this this this…"

The Grand Elder looked at pile after pile of Spirit-grade Armor prepared for the Spirit Burst Phenomenon, doubting he'd fallen into an illusion formation and couldn't escape; his brow twitched wildly as he pointed to the Healing Holy Medicine Rejuvenation Pill on the ground and asked tremblingly, "Does everyone have this healing pill?"

"This is a fourth-grade Healing Holy Medicine Rejuvenation Pill!"

"Moreover, there is this Imperial Artifact, containing an artifact spirit, its power not inferior to that of an ordinary Holy Artifact."

In the Eastern Wasteland, even the Azure Void Divine Sect led by Ye Xuan now cannot equip everyone with an Imperial Artifact!

At first, the Grand Elder thought so.

But as soon as his hand touched it, the Imperial Artifact emitted a humming vibration, and he could keenly sense that an artifact spirit resided within.

They immediately froze.

This, this, this—such power, such grade even nurtured an artifact spirit; it cannot be a mere magical artifact!

The cultivators who had gathered, hearing the Grand Elder's inquiry, immediately picked up a suitable xuan weapon; as spiritual energy seeped in, they felt the artifact spirit nurtured within the xuan weapon, then looked up in shock: "Is this truly an imperial artifact? Young Master, is this xuan weapon really for us?"

"We… we, who are fit only for the heavenly pride of the holy land, can use an imperial artifact?"

"Sect Master, with this xuan weapon's support, even cultivators two minor realms above me, I would have a fighting chance!"

"This imperial artifact nurtures an artifact spirit; once the artifact spirit acknowledges its master, the power of this spiritual treasure will surely increase threefold."

In an instant.

All the cultivators erupted.

One by one, they excitedly stepped forward, staring at these things, looking again and again, touching again and again.

As if coated with a layer of intangible faith's light, Su Chen, his eye sockets slightly red, the muscles on his face trembling.

Young Master said, the disciples of the Tianxuan Dao Sect, nothing is unworthy of them.

Young Master said, these things will henceforth belong to all cultivators.

Young Master said, from now on, everything will have him.

"Good! Good good good!"

"Finally we've made it through."

"Sect Master, Young Master truly is our savior; we have finally been saved."

Compared to the excited emotions of the people of Yunhai City, Sect Master Liu's face was full of worry; she herself knows her cultivation cannot possibly be a match for Ye Xuan.

All we can do is place our hopes on Su Chen.

Every so often, a mental transmission whispered in Su Chen's ear: "Little nephew."

"Liyan ah."

"Liyan."

"My poor daughter……"

……

At this moment,

The Liu Liyan whom Sect Master Liu deemed pure and lacking combat experience, having left the protection of the Ziyang Sect, the frail girl destined to suffer terribly, has already arrived outside Yunhai City.

She wore a long robe made of heavenly silkworm ice silk, and draped over her shoulders was the exceedingly precious smoke-purple Luo.

She sat inside an antiquated bronze war chariot.

The chariot's interior everywhere revealed a noble, icy demeanor.

On the table were placed jade nectar and jade dew, along with several bronze cups.

She propped her cheek with her hand, her gaze unfocused, casually scanning the outside through the carriage curtain; with her other hand holding a tripod cup, she swayed it back and forth, murmuring softly: "Five days, two hours, one moment, two breaths have passed."

"I have already gone five days, two hours, zero moment, two breaths without seeing Ah Chen……"

"He wouldn't possibly have forgotten me, would he?"

"Would he?"

Liu Liyan silently counted the time in her heart, her gaze filled with endless tenderness and affection; the deep longing buried in her heart began to stir.