Following Yao Xiaotian to the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan's treasury left Gu He greatly disappointed. Although it contained many items, there were basically no rare treasures capable of benefiting a Dou Saint, let alone anything useful to someone at his level.
After looking around, Gu He selected some poisons useful to Xiao Yi Xian and left. The disappointment on his face was impossible to conceal.
On second thought, though, it was only natural. While the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan had once produced a Dou Di ancestor, more than ten thousand years had passed. Especially over the last thousand years, their unchecked reproduction had nearly exhausted their bloodline. If their treasury had possessed anything useful for improving bloodlines or cultivation, the powerful members of the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan would have used it long ago. It would never have remained for Gu He.
Having understood this, Gu He basically lost all interest in the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan.
He handed the poisons to Xiao Yi Xian and instructed Yao Xiaotian to continue managing the Nine Netherworld Nether Python clan as before, making no changes for now lest they attract the Ancient Race's attention.
After giving his instructions, Gu He flew toward the Void Lightning Pool.
At present, his realm surpassed his actual strength, and he had already sorted through nearly everything he had learned, essentially digesting the gains from the Reincarnation Space. Further polishing would not yield much improvement, so this was the perfect time to raise his cultivation.
When Gu He arrived outside the Void Lightning Pool, he sensed that the immense amount of lightning power he had absorbed here when advancing to Seven-Star Dou Sheng had basically recovered. The Void Lightning Pool's energy reserves were currently at their peak. He simply did not know how