"You think I didn't know? This treasure vault only emerges once every tens of thousands of years. If you're not from a major power, you simply wouldn't know about it, nor would it be recorded. Even now, many people think this treasure vault was discovered by chance. But that's not the case at all!" Ye Xing said with a hint of smugness. Though he had only learned this from his father before setting out, he was sick of the Jia Gu Family people flaunting their superiority before him.
"Only those independent cultivators would foolishly charge around like headless flies!" Ye Xing said with a chuckle.
Ye Xiwen followed closely behind. He belonged precisely to that group of headless flies. Yet these people all seemed to know something. Ye Qianqian, Ye Feng, and their group clearly had goals from the start. Ye Qianqian in particular had a definite method to break into the Half-step Celestial Realm in one stroke.
Only he knew nothing. At this moment, he finally understood that there was a fundamental gap between himself and these people—not merely in strength, but also in the resources and connections their elders had cultivated over countless millennia. Perhaps these things did not show in ordinary times, but at the most crucial moments and in the most critical places, they became glaringly clear. What was a gap? This was a gap.
Ye Xiwen followed Ye Xing to the bottom of a river. The moment he drew near, he sensed waves of violent fluctuations coming from within.
"There's something strange inside," Ye Mo said.
Ye Xiwen nodded.
"Ye Xing, what's inside?" the Jia Gu Family expert asked again.
"A Treasure Demon is imprisoned inside," Ye Xing said. "One of our Ye Family ancestors suppressed a Treasure Demon at the riverbed and refined it