Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures, Nothing More—One for Each of You

Treasure Cliff towered an unknown number of tens of thousands of zhang high, its entire mountain body shrouded in layer upon layer of innate treasure radiance. From afar, it looked as though someone had forcibly hung a rainbow galaxy upon the mountain.

The moment the Three Skies stepped inside, the first thing they saw was a crimson immortal sword slanting out of a crack in the bluestone.

Innate restrictions flowed across the blade as blazing firelight flickered endlessly from it. It was unmistakably a Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Bixiao's steps slowed slightly.

Less than a hundred zhang ahead, a green treasure seal floated in midair, its heavy mountain-like aura suppressing all directions. Its grade had likewise reached that of a Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Further ahead.

A third piece.

A fourth piece.

A fifth piece.

By the time they had traveled less than ten li, Bixiao had completely stopped counting.

"Master, why are all these Innate Spirit Treasures just thrown about outside?"

She finally could not help asking.

Luxuan casually pushed aside a jade ruyi that was blocking the path, his tone utterly natural.

"They were nurtured by Penglai in the first place. I have little use for them in my daily life, so I let them remain here and nourish themselves."

Bixiao glanced at the jade ruyi he had casually brushed aside.

A High-grade Acquired Spirit Treasure.

Outside, it would count as quite a fine treasure no matter where it was placed.

Yet with her master, its greatest use seemed to be—

Blocking the way.

The young girl suddenly felt that the gap in wealth between Great Wilderness powers might be even more outrageous than the gap in cultivation.

Yunxiao was far calmer than Bixiao, but the farther she walked, the more alarmed she became.

Because the deeper they went into Treasure Cliff, the higher the grades of the Spirit Treasures that appeared.

Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasures gradually became fewer.

Mid-grade ones began appearing frequently.

Occasionally, they could even see one or two High-grade Innate Spirit Treasures floating amid spirit springs and ancient trees, freely nourished by innate spiritual energy.

If those Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals outside, who searched everywhere for opportunities just to obtain Innate Spirit Treasures, saw such a sight, half their Dao hearts would probably shatter on the spot.

Yet Luxuan did not find anything about it surprising at all.

He had been nurtured alongside Penglai for countless years. Since the opening of heaven and earth, this island had almost never truly entered the world. Even he himself had never specifically counted how much it had accumulated within.

In any case, ordinary Innate Spirit Treasures were no longer particularly useful to a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal like him.

Now that he had disciples, it was the perfect chance to clear out his inventory.

After reaching the center of Treasure Cliff, Yunxiao suddenly stopped.

Ahead stood a stone platform encircled by clouds and water.

Above it floated a golden dipper-shaped Spirit Treasure, entirely dark yellow in color, its surface flowing with faint Primordial Unity aura.

Merely approaching within a hundred zhang made the innate cloud-water mana within Yunxiao's body resonate beyond her control.

Naturally, Luxuan noticed as well.

"Quite fated."

He raised a hand and beckoned.

The Spirit Treasure, which had lain dormant for who knew how many years, instantly became a streak of light and landed in his palm.

"This treasure is called the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper. It contains the meaning of Primordial Unity. It can contain all things in heaven and earth, disrupt another's mana, and weaken their cultivation. It is exceptionally suited to your cloud-water arts and formation Dao."

As Luxuan spoke, he directly handed it over.

"Take it."

Yunxiao froze.

Though she had only taken form not long ago, she knew that vast differences existed among Innate Spirit Treasures.

The Dao rhythm naturally emanating from this golden dipper far surpassed the many treasures they had seen along the way. It was at least high-grade, perhaps even higher.

"Master, what grade is this treasure?"

"A Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure."

Luxuan answered with complete casualness.

Yunxiao's outstretched hand stopped halfway.

Bixiao sucked in a sharp breath of spiritual energy.

"S-Supreme-grade?"

Within the Great Wilderness, Innate Spirit Treasures were already limited in number.

Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures, even more so, were enough to make mighty figures at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and even Quasi-Saint levels fight to claim them.

They had been disciples for less than a day, and their master was already bringing out something like this as a welcoming gift?

Yunxiao's first reaction was to refuse.

"Master, this treasure is far too precious. This disciple is only a Golden Immortal right now, truly..."

"Precious?"

Luxuan lowered his head to glance at the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper in his hand, then turned and swept his gaze over the depths of Treasure Cliff.

"There are still several things of this grade in Penglai."

"I said take it, so take it."

"You cannot possibly go out and fight others in the future without even a treasure to protect yourself."

Yunxiao fell silent.

She wanted to say that she actually had magical artifacts.

But looking at the Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure in her master's hand, then thinking of the things she had owned before, she suddenly felt they truly were somewhat too embarrassing to bring out.

What did Great Wilderness cultivators fear most?

They feared someone treating a humblebrag as a statement of fact.

And Luxuan was not even deliberately humblebragging. He genuinely felt that it was somewhat unsafe for his disciples to leave home without Supreme-grade Spirit Treasures.

In the end, Yunxiao accepted the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper with both hands.

"Thank you, Master."

Luxuan nodded, then looked toward Qiongxiao.

Though Qiongxiao had not looked around everywhere like Bixiao during the journey, her gaze had clearly lingered several times upon a certain sword valley.

Luxuan reached out and grabbed.

Clang!

A heaven-shaking sword cry suddenly rang through Treasure Cliff.

Hundreds of immortal swords throughout the entire valley trembled at once. A black-and-white intertwined sword light tore through the air from the deepest part of the valley and instantly fell into Luxuan's palm.

The sword was three chi seven cun long.

Its blade was ancient and unadorned.

It possessed no dazzling treasure radiance, yet it carried a sharp intent that seemed capable of faintly splitting even space itself.

"The Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword is likewise a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure. It governs slaughter and battle, and is most compatible with the sword Dao you cultivate."

Luxuan handed the sword to Qiongxiao.

This time, Qiongxiao was much more straightforward.

With her eldest sister's example before her, she had already seen through it.

There was no point being polite with their master.

Their master truly had a mine.

"Thank you, Master."

The moment the Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword landed in her hand, its blade trembled softly and actually released a thread of gentle sword intent, linking itself to Qiongxiao's Primordial Spirit.

Luxuan finally looked toward Bixiao.

Bixiao had long been waiting impatiently.

Her eldest sister had received a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Her second sister had received a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

It should be her turn no matter what, right?

"Master, where is mine?"

"Find it yourself."

Luxuan lifted his chin.

"There are quite a few treasures here that share fate with you. Take whichever one you like."

Bixiao's eyes instantly lit up like stars.

She liked this kind of multiple-choice question.

The young girl immediately scampered toward the depths of Treasure Cliff, looking left and right. One moment she touched this, the next she examined that, her hesitation no less intense than an ordinary person entering a treasure vault where everything was free.

Yet after choosing for quite some time, what truly made her stop was not any of the Spirit Treasures with the most brilliant radiance.

It was a thunder pool behind Treasure Cliff.

Within the thunder pool, two golden flood dragons chased and tumbled about. At times their heads and tails crossed, and at times they transformed into two sharp golden lights that collided with one another.

Bixiao stood by the pool, her eyes shining brightly.

"Master, I want this one!"

Luxuan followed the direction of her finger and could not help smiling.

As expected, it was still this one.

He curled his five fingers slightly.

The space above the thunder pool was instantly sealed.

As though summoned, the two golden flood dragons shot into the sky. They intertwined with one another in midair before finally transforming into a strangely shaped pair of golden divine scissors.

The two flood-dragon heads crossed.

Cold light pressed from the blades.

A Dao rhythm of yin and yang converging, capable of severing all things, spread outward.

"This treasure is called the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors. It was nurtured from the origins of two innate yin-yang flood dragons and likewise ranks among the Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures."

The moment Luxuan handed over the treasure, Bixiao happily took it.

"Thank you, Master!"

Three disciples, one Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure each.

Yunxiao looked at the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper in her hands, then at the treasures held by her two younger sisters. Suddenly, a very simple question arose regarding the wealth of the master she had just acknowledged.

In the deepest reaches of Penglai's Treasure Cliff—

Just how many things were still there?

Yet Luxuan seemed to have no intention of explaining. He merely waved a hand.

"Now that you have taken your treasures, refine them separately."

"Though Innate Spirit Treasures are good, if they cannot truly become your own combat strength, then no matter how many you possess, they are merely decorations."

Bixiao was hugging the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors so dearly that she could not bear to put them down. Hearing this, she immediately nodded.

"Rest assured, Master. I will definitely learn quickly."

The moment her words fell, she poured a thread of mana into the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors.

Buzz!

The phantom forms of two golden flood dragons instantly rushed forth, crossing in a scissoring strike above Treasure Cliff.

Crack!

A thousand-zhang stone peak in the distance that no one was using was cleanly severed into two halves down the middle.

Bixiao: "..."

Luxuan: "..."

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao both turned to look.

Hugging the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors, Bixiao silently took a step back.

"Master."

"If I said it moved on its own, would you believe me?"