Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1150: The Treasury

Chapter 1150: Chapter 1150: The Treasury

For Zhuge Lian and others, the cultivation resources in this huge underground palace were an astronomical sum, far beyond their imagination, and they were so excited they nearly danced with joy.

However, for Fang Bai, who once was an Immortal Emperor, these cultivation resources were nothing to fuss over, and his expression remained calm.

Among these cultivation resources, what slightly moved Fang Bai were those nearly thousand-year-old spiritual medicines.

A few stalks of Fusion Essence Grass, nearing nine hundred years in age, could be used to refine Gathering Yuan Pills of nearly high quality, which were exactly what Fang Bai would need for his future cultivation.

Moreover, a few nine-hundred-year-old Wansui Fruits could be used to refine Marrow Cleansing Pills of nearly high quality, but such elixirs were of no use to Fang Bai.

Fang Bai possessed a Chaos True Body, unrivaled throughout the ages, and he had no need for Marrow Cleansing to improve his physique, but for many martial artists with ordinary physiques and not born with an Innate Spiritual Root, it was a treasure.

Some ordinary martial artists were limited by their natural physiques, finding it difficult to achieve much in the Martial Dao, but after undergoing Marrow Cleansing, their physiques could be improved, and their cultivation progress could be greatly accelerated.

Therefore, in the Martial Artists Trading Market, Marrow Cleansing Pills were also one of the elixirs popular among many ordinary martial artists.

If Fang Bai were to use these nine-hundred-year-old Wansui Fruits to refine Marrow Cleansing Pills and sell them at the Martial Artists Trading Market, even Cosmos Level Martial Artists would likely be envious.

"I’ll take these spiritual medicines first!"

Fang Bai didn’t bother being polite with the others, casually spoke, and tossed the most precious spiritual medicines into his own Spatial Ring.

Zhuge Lian and the others all understood the principle of "the sin of possessing jade," and naturally, there were no objections to Fang Bai taking away those spiritual medicines.

It was known that currently, in the vicinity of the Dragon Tiger Palace, there were tens of thousands of martial artists, and if these precious spiritual medicines were handled by them and discovered, it could likely lead to a mass attack by the martial artists, with unimaginable consequences.

And Fang Bai, with his formidable strength, even if he openly took those spiritual medicines with him, who would dare to snatch them from his hands?

"The Xuannv Sect may stand shoulder to shoulder with the Dragon Tiger Palace as the top sect of Qingping Country, with hardly a difference in overall strength, but when it comes to heritage, I still feel it’s not a match for the Dragon Tiger Palace," said Zhuge Lian as she looked at the mountains of cultivation resources before her, filled with emotion.

Zhuge Lian clearly remembered that in her childhood, when she had just begun to understand the world, the old Sect Leader once carried her through a secret passage behind the Sect Master Hall and into a vast hollowed space inside Xuannv Peak; much like what she saw before her now, it was also filled with many cultivation resources.

Now, thinking back, the huge space inside Xuannv Peak must have been the accumulation of the Xuannv Sect’s cultivation resources over generations.

But whether it was the quantity or the grade of the cultivation resources, none of what was reserved by the Xuannv Sect could compare with those in the underground palace behind the Dragon Tiger Palace.

Initially, it would not have been difficult for Fang Bai to seize the Xuannv Sect’s cultivation resources when he had severely damaged the sect’s higher echelons; in the end, he gave up the idea out of consideration for Zhuge Lian’s sake.

Otherwise, once the Xuannv Sect lost its reserved cultivation resources, even if the entire sect did not fall apart, it would still suffer from decline.

As for the cultivation resources of the Dragon Tiger Palace, Fang Bai naturally would not show mercy and hold back.

"With so many cultivation resources, how are we few supposed to carry them all?"

Linghu Baimei, coming out of her stupor, murmured to herself with a worried expression on her face.

Among the seven of them, aside from the youngest Hu Yi, the other six were all wearing Space Rings, but with such a tiny Space Ring, its capacity was so limited—how much cultivation resources could they possibly take with them?

There were now tens of thousands of martial artists outside coveting the cultivation resources of the Dragon Tiger Palace. Once they had defeated the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Palace, they would certainly begin a massive search. Although this underground palace was hidden, the several formations and restrictions had already been damaged by Fang Bai, and it would be exposed sooner or later. When tens of thousands of martial artists discovered this mountain of accumulated cultivation resources, wouldn’t they go insane?

The stockpile of cultivation resources at the Dragon Tiger Palace, although substantial, would hardly be enough to satisfy the appetites of these tens of thousands of martial artists.

No matter how strong Fang Bai was, he would likely have difficulty stopping tens of thousands of martial artists from swarming in a mad scramble.

"Let’s leave the underground palace for now," Fang Bai suddenly said.

Seeing Zhuge Lian and the others looking at him puzzled, Fang Bai smiled and added, "I have a way to keep this underground palace hidden from others. After we leave, once those martial artists outside have mostly dispersed and the situation has calmed down, we can come back."

"Brother Fang, we’ll follow your lead!" Linghu Baimei and her sister had already met Fang Bai in the secular world and had followed him to learn martial arts techniques, knowing full well that Fang Bai had many tricks up his sleeve. Since he had said so, he must have a way to protect the secret of the underground palace.

Zhuge Lian was playing with a Sword-Type Spirit Weapon that emitted a cold, blue light. She reluctantly asked, "Then... can I take some cultivation resources with me first?"

Fang Bai said, "Whatever you want, take it quickly—don’t delay! The battle between Dragon Peak and Tiger Peak has likely already begun by now, and martial artists may soon find this place, so we don’t have much time!"

The group, including Zhuge Lian, were overjoyed and immediately dashed to the piles of cultivation resources, picking out what they wanted and stuffing their Space Rings until they were brimming full.

Seeing Hu Ren’s son, Hu Yi, standing there dejected, Fang Bai felt a stir in his heart and flicked his finger, sending a Space Ring flying through the air to hover in front of Hu Yi.

"Hu Yi, this Space Ring is for you! Hurry up and put some cultivation resources into it," Fang Bai said as he flicked out the Space Ring.

A Space Ring is a type of Spatial Spirit Device, and due to its convenience, it’s highly popular among martial artists. However, it requires Space Stones combined with Fine Gold to create, and it must be engraved with a spatial formation before it can be used, so its value is considerable.

Hu Ren and his wife’s Space Rings had been exchanged for a large number of cultivation resources, but for the time being, they were unable to afford to craft or exchange one for their son.

Thus, the Space Ring offered by Fang Bai was both a surprise and a delight for Hu Yi, who repeatedly thanked "Uncle Fang," and then, at Fang Bai’s urging, began picking out the cultivation resources he needed.

Fang Bai casually took some mid-grade Essence Stones and tossed them into his Space Ring, saving them for later when he would set up formations.

Moments later, the seven of them left the underground palace that stored cultivation resources and returned to the stone house.

At that time, bursts of shouting and killing could be heard in the distance from the direction of Dragon Peak and Tiger Peak, and the scent of blood was faintly detectable.

Zhuge Lian and the others exchanged looks, thinking that it was indeed as Fang Bai had predicted—the martial artists from various sects were already starting a major battle with the disciples defending the Dragon Tiger Palace.

After exiting the stone house, just as Fang Bai was preparing to set up a small Concealment Formation around the house, he furrowed his brow, revealing a strange expression, and murmured to himself, "I didn’t expect to encounter him here... That guy must be born in the year of the dog, with such a keen sense of smell to be able to find this place..."