The Azure Boundary Sect's treasury was nothing like the gaudy, jewel-encrusted place one might imagine.
It was more like a vast cavern hollowed out of a mountain.
Rows of black wooden shelves, made from some unknown material, stood in neat formation throughout the spacious chamber.
Jade boxes, ancient scrolls, and artifacts that shimmered with faint light rested on the shelves, each wrapped in layers of visible spiritual radiance.
Jiang Yuechu's gaze swept across the room.
At the far end of the broad passage, several figures were just visible, sitting cross-legged on meditation cushions.
Their auras were restrained, barely perceptible.
But that was hardly surprising... If a sect's most important grounds were guarded only by the few young disciples outside, the Azure Boundary Sect would have been emptied out long ago.
True Lord Ling Han led Jiang Yuechu forward.
When they drew near, True Lord Ling Han stopped and bowed slightly to an old man meditating with his eyes closed.
"Uncle-Master Withered Wood."
The old man slowly opened his eyes. They were cloudy, and he seemed to be on the verge of death.
His gaze passed over True Lord Ling Han and lingered on Jiang Yuechu for a moment.
He said nothing. He merely nodded slightly, then closed his eyes again.
True Lord Ling Han straightened and turned to Jiang Yuechu.
With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he gestured toward the endless rows of black shelves on the right.
"Please, this way, Young Friend Jiang."
The two strolled between the shelves.
True Lord Ling Han stroked his beard, a hint of pride in his voice.
"This is where the Azure Boundary Sect stores its magical treasures and spirit artifacts. Most of the items on the outer shelves are low-grade spirit artifacts and magical treasures. The farther in you go, the