?Chapter 943: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 940 An Unexpected Encounter Chapter 943: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 940 An Unexpected Encounter After a meal’s time, Han Li’s figure reappeared in front of the cave abode, lightly flying up the slope with an undisturbed expression, showing no signs of abnormality.
Elder Wang furrowed his brows, but soon relaxed them.
As soon as Han Li flew back onto the stone slope, he smiled and asked,
“Fellow Daoist Han, what do you think of this treasure?
Are you satisfied?”
“The cave abode isn’t large, but it has everything including a pill room and beast pens.
Nothing is lacking, but there’s something I don’t understand, and I need Senior Brother Wang to clarify.”
“As long as it’s related to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, feel free to ask.
I will not hide anything,” Elder Wang happily responded.
“Since that’s the case, I won’t be polite.
I know that the greatest advantage of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion is that it can be enlarged or shrunk at will for easy carrying.
However, I am unclear whether this treasure can, like a storage pouch, have things placed in or taken out of it when shrunk.
Does it function like a spirit beast pouch, with the spirit beasts in the pens able to safely shrink along with the cave?”
“This treasure can change along with the houses and inanimate objects like tables and chairs that have been processed together inside, but it is powerless over living creatures like spirit beasts.
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Even if your spirit beasts have abilities like the Profound Transformation Ability, they cannot withstand the immense spatial pressures of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion’s transformations and would be instantly obliterated.
Moreover, even if there were a spirit beast capable of enduring this pressure, once the Pavilion is shrunk, the cave would immediately be sealed off, unable to absorb any spiritual energy from outside.
Over time, the spirit beasts inside would naturally only face a dead end,” Elder Wang explained clearly without any intention of concealing.
After all, one could immediately discover these things with a bit of testing.
“So you mean, each time I need to close the cave, I must first transplant the spiritual medicines from the garden in order for them to survive,” Han Li thought for a moment before adding another question.
“What Brother Han said is correct.
These are problems that the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion can’t solve.
Yet, even so, a cave abode that instinctively comes with its own restrictive divine skills and can be summoned anytime and anywhere, its value is still incomparable to ordinary treasures,” Elder Wang said earnestly, with a frown on his face.
“Indeed, this is also the reason why I’m interested in the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
If it truly has all the abilities mentioned earlier, I’m afraid it’s beyond my expectations to possess it,” Han Li chuckled.
“So, Brother Han is planning to trade for this item!” Elder Wang’s eyes brightened, a hint of excitement in his voice.
“I still have some rare materials on hand that I don’t have a use for.
Friend, please first give me a list of what can be exchanged so I can see what I can provide!
Then we can discuss how much material it will take to exchange for this treasure,” Han Li said with a relaxed and casual smile.
“Of course, the materials needed by the pavilion are all here in this jade slip.
Friend, please take a look first.” The silver-robed cultivator smiled broadly and, with a flick of his sleeve, shot a white light toward Han Li.
Han Li caught the item, a white jade slip.
He then began to inspect it on the stone slope.
…
An hour later, Han Li appeared at the gate of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and Elder Wang sent him off with a smiling face.
Han Li turned around, cupped his fists, said a few words of farewell, and then drifted away.
Elder Wang, content with the exchange, returned to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion only after he had watched Han Li disappear into the distance.
At the same time, Han Li patted the bulging storage pouch on his waist, his gaze flickered twice, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
After spending a large amount of unused rare materials in exchange for the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, he also sold some demon cores and spirit grass directly to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, obtaining an astonishing amount of spirit stones.
Thinking about the shocked expression on Elder Wang’s face when he presented the materials, Han Li found it amusing, yet his alertness greatly increased.
The idiom that greed can lead to one’s demise holds true at all times.
As long as it’s worth striking, he didn’t believe that just because he was a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator, no one would dare to target him.
Despite the great reputation of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and presumably credible, once riches are revealed and he is disguised as an overseas loose cultivator, he still had to be extremely cautious to prevent Elder Wang from harboring any ill intentions.
Thus, upon leaving the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, Han Li released part of his divine sense to cover his surroundings, checking if someone was secretly spying on him.
After a long while, when he was sure no one was following him, and after moving to a secluded corner behind another pavilion, his figure flickered, and he abruptly grew taller by an inch, his features and clothing shifting with the wisp of green light.
When he reemerged from behind the pavilion, he had transformed into a middle-aged scholar in a dark blue robe with three long strands of facial hair, possessing a distinctive appearance.
With his current cultivation level, unless he encountered late Nascent Soul cultivators, others could not see through his true appearance.
Han Li then confidently headed for other trading pavilions.
After visiting several more, Han Li was greatly disappointed by the lack of acquisitions.
It wasn’t that these large trading houses truly lacked any treasures; some custodians in the pavilions actively recommended some ancient treasures and materials, which greatly tempted Han Li.
Unfortunately, the materials were not what was needed for crafting puppets and the Three Flame Fan, and he didn’t lack ordinary treasures.
After careful consideration, he decided not to purchase any.
“It seems we just have to wait for the auction.” Not long after, Han Li stood at the end of the street, gazing at a majestic stone hall before him, pondering in his mind.
This ancient-looking grand hall was the “Treasure Light Hall.” Indeed, it appeared different from ordinary halls, as it was divided into three layers, each more than twenty Zhang high, resembling a gigantic tower.
It seemed only a building that can accommodate thousands of cultivators could host an auction.
At the front of the hall, several Foundation Establishment cultivators stood guarded, preventing ordinary cultivators from entering the hall-it looked as though they were preparing for the auction.
Along with Han Li, other cultivators also pointed and commented on this stone hall, also aware that it would serve as the venue for the great auction.
Han Li took a deep look at Treasure Light Hall and prepared to turn and leave.
However, just then, four male and female cultivators walked out of the hall.
Han Li glanced at them indifferently, but his expression changed slightly, and he quickly feigned calm, spun on his heels, and started to walk back the way he came.
“Hold on, Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment.” He had only taken a few steps when an enchanting voice called out from behind him.
Han Li’s heart sank; his facial muscles twitched, and he came to a sudden stop.
“Is there something you need?” Turning around, Han Li asked calmly.
Standing about six or seven Zhang behind him was a woman in white garbed with a transparent white veil, her skin fairer than snow, examining him with sparkling, beautiful eyes.
Beside her stood another woman and two men, all equally startled as they stared at Han Li.
Sweeping his Divine Sense over them, he realized that all these individuals were Nascent Soul cultivators, especially the white-clad woman and a man in his forties in a black robe standing side by side with her, both at mid Nascent Soul Stage like himself.
Han Li’s heart sank slightly.
“It’s nothing.
I saw you have noteworthy cultivation and wanted to make your acquaintance.
You wouldn’t mind, would you?” The woman in white inspected Han Li from head to toe.
Her gaze lingered for a moment on the long, narrow package on Han Li’s back before she smiled elegantly.
Although the woman’s face wasn’t entirely clear, her tall stature and every enticing move made her an exceptional beauty seemingly inviting an interaction, but Han Li felt no flattery or surprise inside, rather, he was inclined to turn and leave immediately.
Because the woman was none other than the Endless Sky Saintess with whom he had once fiercely battled on the plains.
“Make acquaintance?
You jest, Fellow Daoist.
With your reputation and cultivation, it is indeed something I greatly desire.
It’s just that I have pressing matters to attend to and cannot stay,” Han Li murmured inwardly, but outwardly, he bowed stiffly and prepared to turn and leave once more.
“Why the hurry, Fellow Daoist?
I have a few questions I wish to ask you.
Perhaps you could answer a couple of them.” The woman quickly stepped forward, blocking Han Li’s path, and spoke with slightly furrowed brows.
“What is it, Fellow Daoist?
Are you interrogating me?” Han Li’s expression darkened, and his tone became harsh.
“Elder Sister Lin, do you have some issues with this Daoist?” The black-robed cultivator finally spoke up, unable to hold back any longer.
His face was masked by a faint hint of dark Qi, clearly a sign of deeply cultivated devilish arts.
“There is none.
Although it’s my first time meeting this Daoist, I can’t help but feel he resembles the person I’ve been searching for in Great Jin.
Brother Ge is well aware that I have stayed in Great Jin for several years searching for this person, hence, I must clarify whether this is just a misconception,” the Endless Sky Saintess explained, stroking the locks of hair on her shoulder, her gaze towards Han Li turning cold.
“What?
Are you saying he is the person who possesses our sect’s Ghost Sifting Banner?” The good-looking face of the black-robed cultivator suddenly turned grim as he glared fiercely at Han Li.
“I cannot be certain it is him.
Although he looks somewhat different, the feeling I get from him is similar, and that man also carried a similarly shaped bamboo container behind him,” said the Endless Sky Saintess, her bright eyes narrowing slightly, her tone calm.
“Bamboo container!” The black-robed devil cultivator was taken aback, his gaze also landing on the long, cylindrical package on Han Li’s back, which indeed resembled a large bamboo container.
However, when he tried to infiltrate the package with his Divine Sense to investigate, a strong Divine Sense forcefully repelled him.
He was taken aback, hastily withdrew his Divine Sense, and his expression grew even colder.
“Fellow Daoist, I am Ge Tianhao of the Yin Sifting Sect.
Could you please open the package on your back so we may take a look?
If it’s not what we suspect, we naturally won’t bother you any further,” Ge Tianhao slowly spoke, his expression becoming wary.
Not just him, but the other male and female cultivators dressed similarly, exchanged glances and positioned themselves at either side of Han Li, creating a threatening stance.
Han Li remained expressionless, his hands clasped behind his back, not saying a word.
Though none of them had cast any spells or used a Daoist paper talisman, a surge of Evil Qi shot into the sky, and the atmosphere suddenly tensed.
(First update.
I’m not feeling very well, probably due to the sudden cold weather last night; hence the late update.
Please forgive me.)