Chapter 99

"Those so-called disciples and followers of the Buddhist sect have contributed enough spirit grains to fill seventy to eighty stone, as there are over a dozen carts on the mountaintop, the exact amount has yet to be calculated."

"Wow, this Buddhist sect spares no effort in accumulating cultivation resources. Look at this large pile of jade coins and stone coins mixed together; I reckon it’s worth about a hundred jade coins!"

"Here is also a pile of spirit herbs, minerals, and refined ores. Hmm, what is this? Could it be a fragment of a magical artifact? Could there really be such a thing?"

The mountaintop was a scene of chaos, and looting the spoils of war was undoubtedly the most exhilarating thing.

Yang Junshan picked up the magical artifact bowl that had been completely destroyed by Yang Tiangang, and Han Xiumei, looking at the once low-grade magical artifact, lamented, "What a pity, otherwise I could have had a magical artifact too."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Mother, the magical artifacts of this evil sect are quite sinister. They can probably only be wielded by the cultivation techniques they practice. If you were to force its use, not only would its power be greatly reduced, but the spiritual essence consumption would also be much more severe."

Han Xiumei glanced at him and said, "Why do you know everything, child? Now that this magical artifact has been completely ruined by your father’s spiritual technique, even if I wanted it, I couldn’t have it."

Yang Tiangang, however, said seriously, "The cultivation techniques of these evil sect members are indeed extraordinary, and they have that mind-bewitching incantation. It can easily disrupt an opponent’s mind during a battle. The outcome of a fight between cultivators of the same level often hinges on the slightest difference. If I had faced this person alone, I might have been at a disadvantage without being prepared!"

"Ha ha, come here, a secret storage has been discovered!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Tiangang and the others immediately followed the sound and saw Su Baozhang standing in front of a tangle of vines at the back of the mountain. Seeing Yang Tiangang approach, he said, "Village Chief, a locked secret room has been found here, it looks like a warehouse!"

Su Baozhang was now at the fourth level of cultivation and had been taught two magical techniques by Yang Tiangang, one of which, the Sand Flying Technique, he had mastered as his life-bound technique. He also participated in the battle at Niushou Mountain today.

The lock was not an ordinary iron lock but a talisman lock integrated with the door. The entire door was a magnified talisman, and the talisman lock was the key to activating it. If not properly resolved, the entire door talisman would be activated, not only triggering an alarm but also potentially injuring or even killing the cultivator attempting to break in.

Su Baozhang clearly saw the trap in the talisman lock and knew he could not resolve it, so he called Yang Tiangang and the other martial realm cultivators over.

An Xia frowned at the talisman lock and said, "What kind of talisman lock is this? I have never seen it before. The talisman patterns carved on it are very strange. What is the origin of these Buddhist sect cultivators?"

Yang Junshan thought for a moment and said, "Does the cultivator called Yuan Kun have a key on him?"

"Um," Yang Tiangang reached into his sleeve, and a brocade bag with a "卍" symbol appeared in his hand, which was the storage bag he had found on the dead Yuan Kun.

"Storage bag!" Yang Junshan's mouth almost watered at the sight of the brocade bag. The storage bags of the Shi clan were the same as storage bags, and he had long wanted one, but storage bags were rare, and he had never had the opportunity to obtain one.

Yang Tiangang smiled and used his spiritual sense to search the storage bag for a moment. A four-inch-long iron key appeared in his hand, and he said, "There is only one key in the bag, it should be the right one!"

Su Baozhang stepped forward and said, "Village Chief, let me do it!"

Yang Tiangang patted him on the shoulder, and a layer of yellow light suddenly rose from the ground, climbing up Su Baozhang's legs and covering his entire body with a yellow light curtain. He then said, "Go, be careful!"

The iron key was inserted into the lock, and with a "click," the talisman lock was smoothly opened. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As Su Baozhang pushed open the door, the light extended into the secret storage, and the scene inside immediately came into view.

"Wow, it’s indeed a spirit grain warehouse!"

The secret storage was about five to six zhang long and wide, with bags of spirit grains piled on both sides. A passage ran down the middle, and at the end of the passage, there was a wooden table against the wall. On the table was a shrine identical to the one Yang Junshan had seen in the home of the disciple, and in front of the shrine was a small incense burner filled with incense ash.

"So many spirit grains, at least three hundred stone. This Buddhist sect cultivator is only at the third level of the martial realm, with only seven or eight disciples and nearly a thousand followers. It seems impossible to gather so many spirit grains in just three months!"

"Rich, rich, these three hundred stone of spirit grains are enough for us to make a fortune. And look, there are two spirit-sealed boxes near the altar. What do you think is inside? Could it be two boxes of jade coins?"

Chu Chuang's eyes were even greedier than when Yang Junshan saw the storage bag. He looked around and saw that everyone was also surprised. He stepped forward and said, "I’ll go check first!"

However, before he could fully step in, Yang Junshan pulled him back. Chu Chuang thought Yang Junshan didn’t want him to touch the spirit grains and asked unhappily, "Young Master Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Junshan, with a serious face, pointed to the shrine on the innermost altar and said, "This shrine is wrong. The shrine I saw in the disciple’s home was empty, but this one has a child Buddha statue."

Chu Chuang was puzzled and asked, "Buddha statue? What is Buddha?"

Yang Junshan was momentarily speechless, but Yang Tiangang said, "Um, when the bald cultivator Yuan Kun was chanting the incantation, he started and ended with 'May the Buddha protect us.' Could he be talking about this Buddha?"

Yang Junshan felt a cold sweat and immediately said, "Yes, this should be the 'Buddha.' I find this Buddha statue strange; we should be cautious!"

Chu Chuang realized he had misunderstood Yang Junshan's good intentions and said apologetically, "What should we do? Let me, Old Chu, try. It might just be a false alarm. We can’t let the treasure go unclaimed!"

Yang Junshan said to Yang Tiangang, "Father, destroy that shrine. It feels wrong!"

Yang Tiangang nodded and ordered everyone to move away from the door. Then he suddenly stomped his foot, and everyone felt the ground shake. A crack with a "crack" sound extended from his foot towards the altar in the secret storage, which was clearly the Earthquake Technique.

As the crack was about to reach the ground, the child Buddha statue in the shrine suddenly emitted a bright golden light, which even resisted Yang Tiangang’s Earthquake Technique. A cold, childlike voice suddenly came from the shrine, "Who, who dares to destroy my Buddha statue!"

The innocent voice contained a sense of superiority and inviolability, making everyone's hearts race. A faint pressure gradually rose from the shrine, becoming increasingly intense.

Everyone was shocked, and Yang Junshan's face changed drastically. He immediately shouted, "No good, it’s a reincarnated spirit child! Father, destroy it quickly, destroy it quickly!"

"Hey!"

Yang Tiangang didn’t ask about the "reincarnated spirit child" but, hearing the fear in his son’s voice, he took a deep breath and stomped his foot again. This time, everyone felt the entire Niushou Mountain shake. Except for An Xia and Han Xiumei, all the human realm cultivators within twenty zhang of Yang Tiangang, including Yang Junshan, were knocked to the ground by the force from the ground.

The "Earth Splitting Spirit Technique" of the Yang family of Qingstone Town,

"Crack!"

The golden light that had been blocking the ground split into two halves, and the child Buddha in the shrine let out a sharp scream, shouting, "Wretch, how dare you kill my Dharma practitioner, how dare you destroy my shrine! I will surely send you to hell to suffer the eighteen torments. Do not let me know who you are, …"

"Rumble…"

The altar was shattered by Yang Tiangang’s spirit technique, and the shrine and Buddha statue fell and broke into pieces.

Yang Junshan, without waiting for anyone to react, rushed to the altar and stomped the fragments of the Buddha statue into pieces, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Chu Chuang, feeling a bit uneasy, looked at Yang Junshan and asked cautiously, "Young Master Yang, what’s wrong with you?"

Yang Tiangang, without waiting for Yang Junshan to answer, said, "That’s enough, no more talk. Everyone, start moving immediately. Brother Chu, everything on the front mountain is yours. Take your brothers and move everything, don’t waste a moment. Remember, keep today’s events to yourself, or you will be in mortal danger."

"Third Master, rest assured, Old Chu knows the gravity of the situation!"

Chu Chuang, being a shrewd person, realized there were things he shouldn’t know and immediately called his brothers to run to the front mountain. Being able to get eighty stone of spirit grains and over a hundred jade coins while three martial realm cultivators were involved, Chu Chuang was already secretly smiling. The Third Master of the Yang family truly lived up to his reputation for being trustworthy, and he would have to deal with him more in the future.

As soon as Chu Chuang left, Yang Tiangang turned and said, "Uncle Biao, call everyone from the village to come up the mountain. Bring all the carts and take as much as you can. We only have one hour!"

Saying this, Yang Tiangang walked straight to the secret storage and put the two one-foot-long spirit-sealed boxes into his storage bag. He then nodded to Han Xiumei and An Xia and walked out. Yang Junshan quickly followed, and behind him, Old Yang Zhenbiao was already shouting for the Yang family from Tuqiu Village to load the spirit grains into the carts.

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Everyone worked hard to fight the ghosts, and the second chapter is here.

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