?Chapter 866: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 863 Yin Yang Tower Chapter 866: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 863 Yin Yang Tower Under the guidance of Elder Fu and two other seniors, Han Li and company crossed the large restrictive formation and entered the skies above the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion.
This time, instead of descending to the central plaza surrounded by mountains, they were directly led to a huge platform built against the mountainside.
In the center of this platform stood a pavilion around three hundred feet high and comprising five levels.
At first glance, it didn’t resemble a pavilion at all but rather a massive stone pagoda.
Beyond the pavilion, stretching endlessly up the mountain face were countless large and small holes, buzzing with the disciples of the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion going in and out like a hive.
Elder Fu did not lead the party towards the pavilion but flew directly towards the upper end of the mountain face.
“This mountain contains a top-tier Earth Lung Fire Pool deep underground; not only does it double the efficiency of artifact refining, but it is also immensely beneficial for cultivators practicing fire attribute cultivation arts.
Thus, the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion not only sets up numerous tool-refining rooms on this mountainside but also many high-grade disciples have their caves built within the belly of the mountain,” Senior Martial Brother Cheng explained casually as they flew.
Han Li listened to these words and mulled them over, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
In the blink of an eye, they had ascended a thousand feet upwards and eventually stopped at a solitary, vast cave entrance.
This area clearly wasn’t accessible to lower-level disciples; unlike the bustling movement below, here there were only two old men standing, welcoming them without any sight of other cultivators.
“Brother Cheng, Fellow Daoist Lu!
I have been waiting for a long time.
I didn’t come down to welcome you; I hope you won’t take offense.
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This must be Fellow Daoist Han, right?
Truly a young prodigy.
Ah!
Has Fellow Daoist Han already advanced to the mid Nascent Soul Stage?” No sooner had the three landed at the cave entrance than a red-haired, dark-skinned old man greeted Cheng and Lu Luo with a smile.
He glanced at Han Li and exclaimed with a sudden change in expression.
The other old man by his side, whose skin was wrinkled and with a stern look, also displayed a shocked expression.
“You give me too much credit.
Fellow Junior Han has indeed just advanced to the mid Nascent Soul Stage.
I must ask you two seniors for your guidance to him in the future,” replied Senior Martial Brother Cheng with a chuckle.
“Guide us!
Don’t jest, Brother Cheng,” the two elders from the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion finally recovered from their shock, exchanging looks and smiling wryly.
Elder Feng was especially at a loss for words in response.
“Both of you should not be modest.
Although I’ve progressed a bit faster, my foundation is not yet solid.
If there’s anything inappropriate in my cultivation in the future, I genuinely need you two to clear my doubts,” Han Li humbly said with a cupped fists salute, showing no arrogance whatsoever.
Seeing this, the two Nascent Soul cultivators were quite impressed and promptly invited the party to enter for a discussion.
Elder Fu and his companions excused themselves and left.
“Initially, Elder Raging Flames was also going to come out to welcome the three of you, but he is currently preparing for the final touches on a newly-refined Daoist paper talisman for a master recognition ceremony.
He can’t come over for now.
I hope you won’t take offense,” the other elder explained.
“What are you saying, Brother Ding!
I and Junior Brother Lu have known you for hundreds of years.
There’s no need for such politeness.
However, what is this Daoist paper talisman that requires a grand master recognition ceremony?
Can’t you reveal a bit to us?” asked Lu Luo curiously on the way.
“Hehe, it’s nothing significant.
We just spent three months creating another Yin Yang Tower,” Elder Ding said, trying to downplay it, though a hint of pride couldn’t be concealed in his eyes.
“Yin Yang Tower?
It’s indeed such a treasure.
It is one of the three treasures that guard the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion.
I recall no one in your pavilion has managed to refine any new guardian treasures in nearly a thousand years,” remarked Senior Martial Brother Cheng, his smiling face suddenly stiffening in surprise.
“That’s why we invited fellow Daoists to attend the ceremony this time.
But this Yin Yang Tower, while a guarding treasure for our Hundred Possibilities Pavilion, might not be much for your two sects.
Not to mention the Ancient Sword Sect.
I heard Brother Cheng obtained some rare treasures from Devilfall Valley.
And Fellow Daoist Han advanced so quickly to the mid stage, presumably having found some opportunities in Devilfall Valley as well,” Elder Feng jokingly probed with a chuckling tone.
“Obtained some treasures?
Brother Feng, you must have heard rumors.
I’m not quite sure about Fellow Junior Han’s situation.
Although I did acquire two ancient treasures on my last trip to Devilfall Valley, they were merely mediocre in power, hardly comparable to the Yin Yang Tower,” the silver-haired elder shook his head vigorously like a beaten drum.
“I didn’t obtain any notable ancient treasures either, rather, many were destroyed in Devilfall Valley.
If not for a fortunate advancement in cultivation, I almost left the valley empty-handed,” Han Li gave a vague answer, skirting the truth about the Spirit Ether Garden incident.
“Fellow Daoist Han’s cultivation has advanced a level; what need is there for treasures?
If I could advance another level in my cultivation, I would willingly exchange all my treasures,” Elder Feng lamented with a chuckle, his tone containing a mix of self-mockery and envy.
Han Li smiled slightly upon hearing this, opting not to interject anything further.
Passing through a garden brimming with blooming flowers, they were led into an extraordinarily large hall.
The space stretched over a hundred yards across and each of the four walls was inlaid with dazzling, fist-sized crystals of an unknown nature, which not only prevented the hall from feeling gloomy but instead imparted a sense of opulent grandeur.
“Please have a seat, the three Fellow Daoists.
Brother Raging Flames will join us as soon as he’s finished.
And the Fellows from the Ancient Sword Sect should also be arriving shortly,” the elder with the surname Feng politely invited Han Li and the others to sit.
“I heard that Jin the monster from the Ancient Sword Sect has concluded his life-death trial and will also be joining us.
Is there any truth to this?” Lu Luo asked as soon as he took his seat.
“This is indeed true.
Fellow Daoist Jin even personally sent a Sound Transmission Talisman to Brother Raging Flames, stating his intentions to attend the ceremony.
However…” Elder Feng paused here.
“However, what?” Lu Luo asked, somewhat puzzled, as the silver-haired elder also turned his head with interest.
Han Li, on the other hand, was surveying the hall as if he wasn’t concerned at all.
“It’s just that Fellow Daoist Jin is probably here to see Fellow Daoist Han.
After all, Brother Han’s reputation is so illustrious that he’s now considered one of the top figures just beneath the three great cultivators.
It’s truly fitting to call him the number one cultivator of the Heavenly Dao Alliance in single combat.
What’s more, he has now advanced to the mid Nascent Soul Stage,” Elder Ding remarked with a mysterious smile after glancing at Han Li.
“What, does Jin the monster want to test Brother Han’s Divine Skills?
Has this old eccentric not changed his temperament after so many years in seclusion?” Senior Martial Brother Cheng frowned slightly, displaying some displeasure.
“I and Brother Feng aren’t really sure about that.
However, with Brother Han’s Divine Skill, he surely wouldn’t fear anyone.
And frankly, we fellow brothers would also like to witness Brother Han’s prowess,” Elder Ding frankly admitted without any reservation.
“So, this gathering is essentially a re-ranking of the powers within the Dreamcloud Mountains,” Lu Luo commented, tapping his fingers on the table and slowly speaking.
“If the two Fellow Daoists see it that way, it’s not incorrect.
But speaking of re-ranking, our Hundred Possibilities Pavilion, being just a few old-timers, is naturally at the bottom and won’t compete with your two sects.
However, since Fellow Daoist Jin from the Ancient Sword Sect has personally come, he probably wants to test Brother Han’s skills.
Otherwise, why would he willingly cede the title of the number one sect of the State of Xi?” Elder Feng said with a smile.
“The two Fellow Daoists are aware of this but didn’t reveal anything in the invitation.
That seems somewhat hard to justify,” Senior Martial Brother Cheng frowned without saying much, while Lu Luo’s expression darkened, his tone turning colder.
“Please don’t misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Lu.
These are all our conjectures.
Fellow Daoist Jin did not explicitly say he wanted to meet Brother Han.
For our Hundred Possibilities Pavilion, the main purpose of this gathering is still cooperation and exchange among the three sects.
After all, it’s been over a hundred years since the last such gathering.
There are new faces like Fellow Daoist Han and Fellow Daoist Ming Xin from the Ancient Sword Sect.
Meeting each other surely benefits us all,” Brother Feng explained with a wave of his hand, remaining unruffled.
Hearing this, Lu Luo’s expression eased slightly.
Han Li’s expression remained unchanged throughout, only showing a faint smile.
This made the two elders from the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion feel even more mystified and impressed with Han Li.
After hearing the explanation, Senior Martial Brother Cheng quickly regained his composure and was about to inquire more about the Ancient Sword Sect when suddenly a red light transformed from a Sound Transmission Talisman shot through the door and landed in Elder Feng’s hands.
At this, everyone in the hall turned their gaze towards him.
Elder Feng quickly glanced at the talisman and then hurriedly stood up.
“How fortuitous.
The Fellow Daoists from the Ancient Sword Sect have also just arrived following you.
I’ll go and welcome them.
Please allow Brother Ding to accompany the three of you for now,” the elder said apologetically and then hurried outside.
Senior Martial Brother Cheng and Lu Luo exchanged glances, their expressions turning solemn.
Han Li remained calm and unflustered.
If he remembered correctly, Lu Luo once mentioned that aside from the Child Fire Dragon, who had good relations with two of the elders, the other elders from the Ancient Sword Sect were not on good terms with the Drifting Cloud Sect.
Moments later, footsteps sounded at the entrance of the hall, and Elder Feng returned with three cultivators, two men and a woman.
The one leading them was a robust elder with swirling hair.
Despite his white hair, his face was ruddy with glowing skin, and his piercing eyes shimmered with a ferocity resembling that of a wild beast.
What was even more striking was the pair of unusually large hands hanging by his sides, nearly half the size larger than those of an average person.
Following the elder was an ordinary-looking middle-aged cultivator and a dignified woman.
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