The Nine Heavens Ascendant Sword-Forging Art

Jiang Ding formed a hand seal and chanted under his breath.

Streams of blue-gold Sword Qi flowed from between his palms into the cracked, hill-shaped storage treasure before him. They spread across every tiny fissure like fine threads, stitching the cracks together and reinforcing them again and again to keep the treasure from breaking.

After a long while, the light faded.

"Let's see how much money Chong Yuanzi had..."

With that done, Jiang Ding looked toward the heart of the storage treasure—no, the storage realm.

Heavenly treasures rose in mountains, and spirit stones spread out like a sea!

That was no exaggeration!

It was exactly what he saw. Treasure-light surged into the clouds, a sight that could enthrall any cultivator at a glance.

There were all kinds of third- and fourth-tier heavenly treasures, magic treasures, Nascent Soul treasures, array flags, Dao-soldier soul tablets, palace flying carriages... Everything imaginable. They were probably what Chong Yuanzi needed for his usual cultivation and treasure refinement, along with offerings from his subordinates.

A Dao Child did not have to scrape by like Jiang Ding.

Chong Yuanzi had vast territories, even portions of several small worlds as private property. His servants at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core stages were countless, and he had his own army of Dao soldiers.

A Dao Child was the heir apparent of an Immortal Order.

"By my estimate..."

Even mountains of spirit stones and heavenly treasures could eventually be counted. Jiang Ding drew a light breath.

"They're worth 220 billion low-grade spirit stones!"

"Why so little?"

"Chong Yuanzi, what was wrong with you? You were too poor!"

After the initial shock, Jiang Ding grew dissatisfied. "Even I have assets worth nearly a hundred billion low-grade spirit stones. How did you have only a little over two hundred