All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 812 - 140: Seized and Turned into a Laborer! (5000, asking for monthly tickets for the new month!)_2

Chapter 812: Chapter 140: Seized and Turned into a Laborer! (5000, asking for monthly tickets for the new month!)_2

But the gift from Mou Yunying was quite extraordinary.

He presented an entire Pill Furnace!

Inside the Pill Furnace were pills, all of which were ’Great Clear Spirit Pills’ that could replenish Yuan Qi. Though not rare, they were certainly solid currency. One pill consumed by an ordinary Martial Meridian could replenish all their Yuan Qi, and even for a super Martial Meridian like An Jing, taking three or four pills would restore most of his energy.

"Isn’t this a bit much, Brother Mou?"

Seeing the gold-glowing ’Life Device Pill Furnace’, seemingly imbued with a Fate Pattern, An Jing couldn’t help but frown slightly. "We are all from the same sect, this is our first meeting, and you give such a grand gift... I feel unworthy."

Though An Jing didn’t mind taking advantage, as he said, they were all from the same sect, and he wasn’t proficient in alchemy, so this exquisite Pill Furnace wasn’t very useful to him. Moreover, the demonic Qi on Mou Yunying was quite evident; to provide so many pills hastily, he suspected there was a trick!

"Brother An, don’t be polite with the well-off!"

Before Mou Yunying could explain, Mi Xinghan spoke up, casting a glance at him and saying jokingly, "These alchemists have plenty of money. You think it’s a lot to receive gifts now, but when they charge you for alchemy later, you’ll see they collect plenty in return!"

"Hey, Brother Mi, that’s not quite right to say."

Mou Yunying shook his finger, closed his eyes, and shook his head. "I only charge for the cost of materials, fire consumption, Furnace loss, and labor. Compared to Pill Masters outside, our Shihui Peak is already very, very cheap."

"Open your eyes and say that again?"

"Brother Mi, with all the True Inheritances gathered here now, it brings tears to my eyes just opening them."

In the last True Transmission Competition, Mi Xinghan and Mou Yunying were the final opponents. They had a good relationship but would still bicker this way.

Seeing their interaction, these True Inheritances had no barriers between them, being genuinely familiar and good friends.

The younger generation had very good relationships... Perhaps the elders of Bright Mirror Sect harbored many thoughts, filled with intrigue, undercover agents, and internal strife, but the younger generation living together, adventuring together, learning from each other, and experiencing life and death, the camaraderie built by a good sect indeed made its cohesion very strong.

An Jing even started to wonder—if the atmosphere in Bright Mirror Sect was so congenial, then why would there be True Lords who chose to ’betray the Bright Mirror Sect’?

Maybe it wasn’t ’betrayal.’

"But instead, they believed it was the ’better direction’?"

An Jing started to understand why a sect like Bright Mirror Sect, which could cultivate good people like Mingguang Dust and Chenyinzi, would still have so many ’spies’ and ’agents’ suddenly emerge at the end of the golden era.

Perhaps, just like Mingguang Dust and Da Chen King Jing’s cooperation, in a sense, those seen as close associates of Da Chen, these elders of Bright Mirror Sect also saw the impending decline and had to resort to certain measures, even selling off some assets, to ensure the future survival of Bright Mirror Sect.

"Brother An, this visit to Mingguang Peak is not just to celebrate your becoming a True Transmission of Bright Mirror Sect; it’s also to repay you for saving my life in Red Tower City."

Finally, the familiar Bai Luo stepped forward. Clad in a white robe, with black hair, and exuding vitality, he had the proper appearance of a traditional heroic young Martial Artist; he would be recognized as a chivalrous knight if he walked among the people.

Though not mentioned by name, Bai Luo was actually quite famous. He specialized in positional warfare, capable of ingeniously using various terrains in battle. He had led teams to counter-strike enemies several times larger in the complex depths of rainforests and abandoned ancient cities in the northwest.

Bai Luo’s most remarkable victory took place at a material warehouse on the outskirts of a small Bright Mirror Sect city. A group of mysterious Martial Artists launched a surprise attack while he was inventorying the materials. However, he used the materials in the warehouse to set up dozens of formations, single-handedly annihilating the enemies, earning the nickname "War God of the Warehouse."

He came forward and handed over a Great Void Magical Instrument.

A medium-small Great Void Ring.

"This... well, I thank you first, but if it is truly too valuable, I will offer a grand return gift in the future."

An Jing felt somewhat puzzled. Although he did lure out many spies in Red Tower City, indirectly saving Bai Luo, who would have resisted to the end, he still wondered what gift would require an entire Great Void Magical Instrument.

When An Jing probed it with his Divine Sense, he was stunned.

"This, this... isn’t this too valuable?!"

An Jing’s expression froze.

Because inside the Storage Magical Artifact was an entire set of Formation tools, materials, and a large number of Formation Jade Books!

This complete set was not something ordinary people in the Jianghu could obtain, like a ’Fengshui Mirror,’ ’Earth Vein Compass,’ or ’Spiritual Veins Map.’ It included items like the ’Dragon Stabilizing Pile,’ which could fix Spirit Veins, the ’Heavenly Jade Mirror,’ which could automatically survey the direction of Spirit Qi, as well as various blank array plates and formation bases...

Not to mention the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Objects needed to set up formations. This small Storage Magical Artifact could be comparable to the entire assets of a small sect that couldn’t even meet a lower threshold!

—This was more than enough for someone to establish their own small sect from scratch with revival funds!

An Jing raised his head, staring wide-eyed at Bai Luo’s calm expression. Bai Luo knew why An Jing was shocked and smiled, "Upgrade your subordinates, Brother An, you deserve this..."

His words had much untold meaning, and An Jing couldn’t ask them all immediately, only frowning, "This is too valuable, and there must be another reason. Brother Bai, when we have time, can we discuss privately?"