Chapter 147: Acquiring Treasure

Swish!

Zhou Yang, Yu Meng King, and Huoxin Wang's figures appeared in a vast space.

It was an endless expanse of teal ground, with an enormous scorching fireball hanging in the high sky, the fireball blazing fiercely, providing the land with the needed warmth and light.

At the edge of the land, beneath the scorching fireball, nine towering sky‑piercing peaks could be faintly seen, standing majestically.

Yu Meng King used Teleportation, instantly bringing Zhou Yang and Huoxin Wang to appear above the central peak.

Among the nine peaks, this one was the most magnificent, its height already close to one hundred thousand kilometers.

A layer of dark‑red radiance continuously flowed, enveloping this peak together with the other eight peaks within it.

Through the Light Curtain, one could vaguely see large palaces, plazas and other structures on the lower side of the peak.

Yet within those palaces and plazas there were no human silhouettes at all, giving a sense of dead silence.

"There's even a protective barrier? Looks like our luck is good!"

Yu Meng King's delighted voice came from beneath the mask.

"It's good luck."

Zhou Yang and Huoxin Wang also nodded.

The protective barrier remained, indicating that this Dong Fu had likely never suffered a violent intrusion, so the probability of treasure being present was extremely high.

"I've opened the barrier, be careful."

Yu Meng King whispered a reminder, then she took out the Diamond‑shaped Crystal Plaque that served as a Cave Token and infused it with a strand of Immortal Divine Power.

A beam of dark‑red radiance shot out from the token, striking the Light Curtain below.

"Chichich—~~~"

As the radiance fell, the Light Curtain quivered, slowly cracking open a circular opening large enough for several people to pass through side by side.

"Go!"

The three waited briefly, and seeing nothing unusual, they then darted in, landing directly on the summit of the highest peak.

At the summit, a golden‑black palace towered majestically, occupying more than half of the peak's space.

Zhou Yang and the others extended their Spiritual Thought Power (Mental Power) to envelop the palace for exploration.

"Hm?"

However, when their Spiritual Thought Power (Mental Power) first touched the black palace, an unexpected change occurred.

Strands of flowing light continuously darted and intertwined above the palace, forming characters that resembled twisted little snakes.

The dense characters were not ones Zhou Yang and the others recognized, yet each bore a trace of spiritual wave, allowing them to easily grasp their meaning.

"Later ones, I am the master of the Gunan Tuo lineage of the You Shen Tribe, Qiang Xuan."

"Our tribe suffered calamity, our people fell to this place; I deeply feel their daily cramped existence in the Dong Fu, their perpetual anxiety and suffering."

"I wish to lead the Gunan Tuo lineage to explore a special path; if successful, we can carve a new homeland for our people. If we fail, we shall perish in this Temporal‑Spatial Abyss, ending the endless torment of the ages."

"Whether this venture succeeds or not, we dare not casually destroy the tribe's heirloom; now we have sealed most of the Gunan Tuo lineage's resources and wealth here."

"If the later ones are members of our You Shen Tribe, that is best; they can be used to nurture successors and strengthen the tribe."

"If the newcomers are Extraterrestrial Tribe, they may also take the treasures; I only hope that, given this fate, they will show some mercy when they later meet members of my You Shen tribe."

Sensing the spiritual waves emanating from each character, Zhou Yang and the others fell into a slight silence.

Clan conflicts are the coldest and most merciless.

From the perspective of the major pinnacle races such as the Human Race, Demon Race, and Mechanical Race, sweeping a Secret Realm, plundering endless resources, and establishing Extraterritorial Battlefields to train and forge strong clan members would naturally be of great benefit to the clan.

However, for the You Shen Tribe originally living in this Secret Realm, the mere fact that several major pinnacle races are carving battlefields means their entire tribe suffers ruthless slaughter, and the surviving members are forced to hide, enduring constant displacement and hardship.

This is undoubtedly an unprovoked disaster for them.

Yet Zhou Yang and the others are beneficiaries of this war, and thus have no right to judge its merits.

"Let's go, and see the treasures inside this palace."

Yu Meng King spoke softly, breaking the silent atmosphere.

Zhou Yang and Huoxin Wang also regained their composure, no longer lingering in the dispute.

The three figures drifted, swiftly disappearing into the black palace ahead.

The black palace had no special protection; their Spiritual Thought Power (Mental Power) had already easily locked onto the location of a core treasure vault within the palace.

In just a moment, they arrived before a massive gate covered with strange secret runes.

The Diamond‑shaped Crystal Plaque in Yu Meng King's hand automatically flew out, embedding into a groove at the center of the gate where the secret runes converged.

The runes on the gate gradually lit up, countless streams of light winding around the Crystal Plaque, reading its information.

"Kakaka~~~"

As the sound rang out, the entire gate began to rise slowly upward, and the scene behind it gradually appeared before Zhou Yang and the others.

It was a tiny Secret Chamber with extremely limited space, its length and width not exceeding twenty meters, and its height only five or six meters.

The chamber was somewhat empty, with only a Stone Platform at the very center, upon which three one‑foot‑square black treasure chests, each covered with strange patterns, were arranged in order.

"Looks like our luck is good, there are three spatial treasure vaults!"

Zhou Yang, Yu Meng King, and Huoxin Wang all showed joy on their faces.

One must know that even with a Cave Token, a harvest is not guaranteed.

Some Yuan Ju Min strongmen, bearing blood‑deep grudges, naturally harbor extreme hatred toward the Immortal elites of the major pinnacle races active on the Outer Domain Battlefield.

When most people truly reach a life‑or‑death brink, they would rather cast all treasures into Temporal‑Spatial Turbulence than give them cheaply to those Extraterrestrial intruders.

Thus, many times, even if someone is fortunate enough to obtain a Cave Token, when they eagerly locate the Yuan Ju Min‑preserved Dong Fu ruins, they discover it empty, a futile effort.

Only a few truly lucky individuals can reap any reward.

"Hehe, let's quickly see what's inside; it's my first time seeing Dong Fu treasures!"

The alluring Huoxin Wang's eyes flickered, urging softly.

Ha ha, it's my first time meeting you too, but I get to bask in the glow of you two!

Zhou Yang also laughed.

The three entered in a line, swiftly arriving at the Stone Platform.

On the Stone Platform, three treasure chests were placed in order, and rows of strange patterns on the chests intertwined, forming a series of special characters.

When Zhou Yang and the others' consciousnesses fell upon those characters, they easily understood the content.

The three chests, respectively the 'Armory', 'Library', and 'Miscellaneous Vault', are a special spatial apparatus forged by this Yuan Ju Min tribe.

Each chest contains an internal world spanning tens of millions of kilometers in radius.

There were no restrictions on the chests, so Zhou Yang and the others' consciousnesses easily probed inside; after a brief glance, they couldn't help but widen their eyes as blood surged through their bodies!

The three chests each store different treasures, whose tiers range from Planet Level to Immortal Level, and the quantities are absurdly excessive!

Inside the Armory are countless Original Force Weapons, Mind Force Weapons, armors, various rare ores, metal mountains, and spaceships. Though the treasures vary in tier, their sheer number is truly massive, with a dense mass of items filling nearly half of the Armory's world!

The Library appears somewhat empty; it contains only towering bookshelves, each laden with heavy volumes of all kinds—precious classics passed down through countless eras by the Gunanato lineage.

In the final Miscellaneous Vault, a vast array of rare treasures is stored: countless lakes of exotic liquids, various resources for cultivation assistance, peculiar artifacts, valuable supplies for healing wounds and nurturing divine bodies, essentially everything imaginable.

The three treasure vaults together hold a value that is absolutely staggering!

Yu Meng King glanced lightly at Zhou Yang with his lively eyes, smiling and teasing:

Reincarnation King, I seem to recall you once said that whether it's treasure or not doesn't matter, you just simply want to be friends with me?

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(End of chapter)