Treasure Cliff rose an unknown number of tens of thousands of zhang high, its entire body shrouded in layers upon layers of innate treasure light. From afar, it looked as though someone had forcibly hung a seven-colored river of stars upon the mountain.
The moment the Three Cloud Sisters stepped inside, the first thing they saw was a crimson immortal sword embedded at an angle in a crack between bluestones.
Innate restrictions flowed across the blade, while blazing firelight continuously surged from it. It was clearly a Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
Bixiao slowed her steps slightly.
Less than a hundred zhang ahead, a cyan treasure seal floated in midair. Its heavy mountain-like aura suppressed all directions, and it was likewise a Low-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
Further ahead.
A third one.
A fourth one.
A fifth one.
Before they had even walked ten li, Bixiao had completely stopped counting.
"Master, why are all these Innate Spirit Treasures just tossed around outside?"
She finally could not help asking.
Luxuan casually pushed aside a jade ruyi that was blocking the way, his tone utterly natural.
"They were born from Penglai to begin with. I have little use for them in my daily life, so I let them remain here and nurture themselves."
Bixiao glanced at the jade ruyi he had casually brushed aside.
A High-grade Acquired Spirit Treasure.
Even outside, it would count as a fairly good treasure.
Yet with her master, its greatest use seemed to be—
Blocking the road.
The little girl suddenly felt that the gap in wealth between Great Wilderness experts might be even more outrageous than the gap in cultivation.
Yunxiao was far calmer than Bixiao, but the farther she walked, the more startled 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 between spirit springs and ancient trees, freely nourished by innate spiritual qi.
If the Great Luo Golden Immortals outside, who searched everywhere for opportunities 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.
He and Penglai had been born together through countless ages. This island had hardly ever truly appeared in the world since the opening of heaven and earth, and even he had never specifically counted how many things had accumulated within it.
In any case, ordinary Innate Spirit Treasures were no longer particularly useful to a Great Luo like him.
Now that he had disciples, it was the perfect chance to clear out his inventory.
When they reached the center of Treasure Cliff, Yunxiao suddenly stopped.
Ahead stood a stone platform surrounded by Cloud Water.
Floating above it was a golden dipper-shaped spirit treasure, entirely dark yellow in color, yet carrying faint Primordial Unity Realm aura across its surface.
Merely coming within a hundred zhang of it caused the innate Cloud Water mana within Yunxiao's body to resonate uncontrollably.
Naturally, Luxuan noticed this as well.
"Seems you have fate with it."
He raised a hand and beckoned.
The spirit treasure, which had lain dormant for who knew how many ages, instantly transformed into a streak of light and fell into his palm.
"This treasure is called the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper. It contains the intent of Primordial Unity. It can hold all things between heaven and earth, disrupt others' mana, and strip away their cultivation. It is highly compatible with your Cloud Water and Array Dao."
As Luxuan spoke, he directly handed it over.
"Take it."
Yunxiao froze.
Though she had only recently taken form, she knew there were enormous differences between Innate Spirit Treasures.
The Dao rhythm naturally emitted by this golden dipper far surpassed the many treasures they had encountered 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 casually.
Yunxiao's outstretched hand stopped halfway.
Bixiao sucked in a sharp breath of spiritual qi.
"Su-supreme-grade?"
Within the Great Wilderness, Innate Spirit Treasures were already limited in number.
Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures were enough to make mighty figures at the Great Luo and even Quasi-Saint levels fight over them.
They had been disciples for less than a day, and their master was already taking out something like this as a welcome gift?
Yunxiao's first reaction was to refuse.
"Master, this treasure is far too precious. This disciple is merely a Golden Immortal right now, so I truly..."
"Precious?"
Luxuan lowered his head to glance at the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper in his hand, then looked back toward the depths of Treasure Cliff.
"There are still a few things of this grade in Penglai."
"If I tell you to take it, then take it."
"You cannot go fight others in the future without even a treasure to protect yourself."
Yunxiao fell silent.
She wanted to say that she did have magical artifacts.
But looking at the Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure in her master's hand, then thinking of her own former possessions, she suddenly felt they really were too embarrassing to bring out.
What did Great Wilderness cultivators fear most?
They feared someone stating a humblebrag as if it were plain fact.
And Luxuan was not even doing it deliberately. He genuinely felt that disciples going out without Supreme-grade spirit treasures was somewhat unsafe.
In the end, Yunxiao accepted the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper with both hands.
"Thank you, Master."
Luxuan nodded, then looked at Qiongxiao.
Though Qiongxiao had not looked around like Bixiao during their journey, her gaze had clearly lingered several times on a Sword Valley.
Luxuan reached out and grabbed.
Clang!
A heaven-shaking sword cry suddenly rang out across Treasure Cliff.
The hundreds of immortal swords throughout the valley trembled at once. A black-and-white sword light shot out from the deepest part of the valley, tearing through the air before instantly landing in Luxuan's palm.
The sword was three chi and seven cun long.
Its blade was ancient and simple.
It possessed no dazzling treasure light, yet it carried a sharp intent that seemed capable of faintly tearing space apart.
"The Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword is also a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure. It governs Slaughter and is the 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 understood.
There was no point being polite with their master.
Their master was truly loaded.
"Thank you, Master."
The instant the Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword landed in her hand, the blade trembled slightly and actually released a wisp of gentle sword intent that connected with Qiongxiao's primordial spirit.
Lastly, Luxuan looked at Bixiao.
Bixiao had long been waiting eagerly.
Her eldest sister had received a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
Her second sister had received a Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
Surely it was her turn now, right?
"Master, what about mine?"
"Find it yourself."
Luxuan lifted his chin.
"There are quite a few treasures here that have 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 little girl immediately ran gleefully toward the depths of Treasure Cliff, looking left and right, touching this one for a moment and examining that one the next. Her indecision was comparable to an ordinary person entering a treasury where everything was free.
Yet after choosing for quite some time, what truly made her stop was not the spirit treasures shining most brilliantly.
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 intertwined; at others, they transformed into two sharp golden lights that collided with each other.
Bixiao stood at the edge of 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 instantly locked down.
As if answering a summons, the two golden flood dragons shot into the sky. They intertwined with each other in midair before finally transforming into a strangely shaped pair of golden divine scissors.
The two flood-dragon heads crossed.
The blades gleamed with chilling light.
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 is likewise ranked among the Supreme-grade Innate Spirit Treasures."
The moment Luxuan handed over the treasure, Bixiao happily accepted 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 this master she had only just acknowledged.
In the deepest part of Penglai's Treasure Cliff.
Just how many more treasures were there?
Yet Luxuan seemed to have no intention of explaining at all. He merely waved a hand.
"Now that you have taken your treasures, refine them separately."
"Though Innate Spirit Treasures are good, if you cannot truly turn them into your own combat power, no matter how many you possess, they are merely decorations."
Bixiao was hugging the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors and could not put them down. Upon hearing this, she immediately nodded.
"Do not worry, Master. I will definitely learn quickly."
The instant she finished speaking, she infused a wisp of mana into the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors.
Bzzzz!
The phantoms of two golden flood dragons instantly burst forth and crossed in a scissoring motion above Treasure Cliff.
Crack!
A thousand-zhang stone peak in the distance, one that nobody was using, was cleanly sliced in half down the middle.
Bixiao: "..."
Luxuan: "..."
Yunxiao and Qiongxiao both looked over.
Bixiao hugged the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors and silently took a step back.
"Master."
"If I said it moved on its own, would you believe me?"
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