Chapter 475: Courting Death

Chapter 475: Courting Death

A wry smile appeared on Han Li's face upon seeing this, yet right as Jin Tong’s teeth were about to come into contact with the purple saber, she suddenly stopped, then raised her head to grin at Han Li as she asked, "Do your promises count?"

Han Li faltered slightly upon hearing this, then nodded in response. "Of course."

A pleased look appeared on Jin Tong's face upon hearing this, and she let go of the purple saber.

Han Li could only give a resigned shake of his head as he stowed the saber away as well, and he was planning to examine the three immortal treasures in closer detail once he left the immortal manor.

All of a sudden, Han Li noticed something else, and he swept a sleeve through the air, upon which a length of silver spirit bamboo that was several dozen feet in length and giving off astonishing spiritual power fluctuations flew toward him.

The silver bamboo had the same aura as the silver bamboo roots that he had dug out of the medicine garden, and beside it were some other precious spirit plants that looked as if they had all been recently picked.

It seemed that the person who had gotten to the medicine garden ahead of him and taken the Profound Heavenly Treasure had been none other than Qu Ling.

In that case, the Profound Heavenly Treasure on that vine had to have been this green gourd.

Close to half a day passed by in the blink of an eye, and all of the items on the ground were finally sorted.

Much to Han Li's elation, Qu Ling was carrying far more treasures than he had anticipated.

Just the Immortal Origin Stones in her possession alone totaled in excess of 100,000, and that was truly an enormous sum comparable to the entire wealth of many large sects.

Aside from that, there were also many precious materials, ingredients, pills, and scriptures, some of which were identified, while others remained a mystery.

However, most of the low-grade spirit treasures in Qu Ling's collection had been devoured by Jin Tong.

At this point, her aura had already swelled to beyond its former peak, while her arms had also fully recovered, and there was a blissful look on her face.

Even now, Jin Tong was still just as greedy an eater as ever. However, this was a unique mode of cultivation, so while it pained Han Li to have to part with all of those spirit treasures, it was a bittersweet feeling, overall. After all, it was definitely a good thing for him to see Jin Tong attain more power.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow daoists," Han Li said as he turned to Mo Guang and Daoist Xie.

"Our lives are interconnected, so there's no need to thank me. Feel free to call upon me again if you need me, Fellow Daoist Han," Mo Guang said with a smile as it vanished back into Han Li's shadow.

Han Li raised an eyebrow upon seeing this. Mo Guang was behaving very differently from in the past.

As for Daoist Xie, it merely cupped its fist in a salute toward Han Li in silence, then vanished into his body as a streak of golden light.

Shortly thereafter, Han Li emerged from the hall, and after taking a moment to inspect his surroundings, he suddenly looked down at a blue scroll that he was holding.

This was Qu Ling's Infernal Frost Scenic Painting.

However, at this moment, the artwork was completely dull and devoid of luster, looking as if it were nothing more than a normal painting.

"Setting aside his storage tools, I want that piece of jade that he was holding," the burly man chuckled.

"I'm taking that robe of his," the thin elderly man declared.

Ultimately, the three of them were unable to suppress their greed, and they were planning to use their numbers advantage to hunt down the middle-aged man and take all of his treasures.

The flying carriage continued to fly through the sky at a leisurely pace several dozen kilometers away, and the smile on the middle-aged man's face remained unchanged as he murmured to himself, "Throwing your lives away over a moment of greed... How unfortunate..."

As soon as his voice trailed off, three streaks of light appeared in front of his flying carriage in a flash.

"Could it be that you've recalled the whereabouts of the Immortal Palace's cultivators, fellow daoists? If you could point me in the right direction, I would be extremely grateful," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

For some reason, a sense of foreboding welled up in the elderly man's heart at the sight of the smile on the middle-aged man's face, and he immediately decided that he would abandon his two companions and run away should things go awry.

Meanwhile, the burly man and the dark-skinned woman exchanged a glance, and the two of them quickly summoned a black stone ax and a silver longsword, respectively.

As for the thin elderly man, he summoned a seven-story golden pagoda that released a golden light barrier, which instantly swelled to countless times its original size to encompass himself, his two companions, and the middle-aged man.

"You think something that can't even count as a pseudo-spirit domain can trap me?"

A cold look suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face as he tightened his grip around the jade Pixiu in his hand.

The trio of Southern Dawn beings faltered slightly upon seeing this, yet before they had a chance to do anything, a burst of tremendous power suddenly converged toward them from all directions, instantly destroying the light barrier released by the seven-story golden pagoda.

Immediately thereafter, their bodies were completely pulverized by this burst of power.

Their heads remained completely unscathed, but their bodies had already been crushed into mangled masses of flesh, blood, and bones.

All of this had taken place in the blink of an eye!

Three streaks of golden light shot up into the sky as the nascent souls of the three Southern Dawn beings fled in different directions in a blind panic.

The middle-aged man made a casual grabbing motion upon seeing this, and an enormous semi-transparent hand appeared out of thin air, causing the entire space around it to crease and fold as it grabbed onto the trio of nascent souls.

"Please spare us, Senior! It's not worth dirtying your hands putting an end to our pathetic lives!" the nascent soul of the elderly man pleaded.

The middle-aged man ignored their desperate pleas as he cast his gaze toward the trio of nascent souls with a peculiar gleam in his eyes.

After a brief moment of observation, he crushed the three nascent souls into nothingness as he mused to himself, "It looks like they weren't lying, they really don't know where the Immortal Palace cultivators are. Having said that, there's a bit of a pleasant surprise here."

He reached out to make a beckoning motion as he spoke, and three streaks of azure light flew out of the remains of the three Southern Dawn beings. The streaks of light contained their masks, one of a deer, one of a crow, and another of an ape.

The three masks flew into his hand, and he examined them briefly before sweeping a sleeve through the air, upon which a giant wooden shelf that was laden with all types of Transient Guild masks appeared.

If one were to conduct a count, they would discover that there were over 1,000 of these masks in his collection.

1. Pixius are creatures in Chinese mythology that are said to be symbols for wealth, good fortune, and protection. ?