Soon, Huo Rong and Bing Rong left the room to let him rest as they needed to tell the Sect Leader about his recovery so she could manage the ceremony.
He pushed his body back and leaned on the bed before softly asking, “What about Ling’er and Qingyu? How is their progress?”
[They are doing good. Their seclusion will end in a few more days. They have integrated the techniques well enough.]
Shen Yuan nodded his head with a smile. “That’s good. Hmm, I think I’m qualified enough to teach Qingyu alchemy.”
[For sure, she is but a newbie, and you are one of the most promising Alchemists of this world with your alchemy talent.]
“Haha, no need to praise me so much, but I also need to know whether she is interested in learning alchemy or not,” Shen Yuan softly said.
[I’m sure she will like to learn alchemy.]
“Well, let’s wait and see wha—” He suddenly paused, a subtle hint of movement in his Dantian caught his attention.
His brows furrowed as he examined his Dantians, noticing a faint movement within his Main Dantian. “What’s this?”
As he probed further, his gaze sharpened upon realizing the source of the movement. It was the Ancestral Pagoda, the artifact he had received after clearing the sect’s trial during his entrance.
Its surface glimmered faintly, its intricate carvings seemingly pulsating with life.
Before he could investigate further, a deep, ancient voice echoed in his mind. “Inheritor of the Pagoda Bearing Monarch’s legacy, you have unlocked the first level of the treasury. Prepare yourself for the journey within.”
Shen Yuan’s eyes widened as Yue Lan’s voice chimed in, her tone laced with curiosity.
[So was the requirement to have achieved the power level of Dao Core Forming Realm? Or was it to comprehend an Intent to the third level? You should investigate what is inside of it nonetheless.]
Shen Yuan nodded, carefully withdrawing the pagoda from his Dantian and placing it on the ground.
The artifact expanded as it materialized, its form growing until it stood tall in the middle of his room, emanating a soft, golden glow.
“What now?” Shen Yuan murmured, his gaze locked on the pagoda.
[Try channeling your Qi into it,] Yue Lan suggested. [It may require your energy to activate fully.]
He followed her advice, directing a steady stream of Qi into the pagoda.
The artifact responded immediately, its glow intensifying as a vortex of energy formed around it.
The next moment, Shen Yuan felt a tug on his consciousness as the world around him shifted.
When the disorienting sensation faded, Shen Yuan found himself standing within the pagoda.
The interior was vast and surreal, with towering levels extending infinitely above and below him.
He instinctively reached out with his consciousness and realized, to his surprise, that he had absolute control over the space.
“This… I can change everything,” Shen Yuan muttered, a sense of authority creeping into his voice.
He waved his hand experimentally, watching as the environment around him shifted to match his will.
Trials, pathways, and even the energy density within the pagoda could be altered at his command.
[Impressive,]
Yue Lan remarked, her voice filled with approval.
[This level of treasure is rare even if we look at the entire Mortal world. And you having control over it to this extent is even more impressive.]
Before Shen Yuan could respond, a soft glow appeared beside him, forming into the shape of a small spirit.
The spirit was childlike in appearance, with an ethereal body and shimmering eyes that radiated intelligence.
“Greetings, Master,” the spirit said in a high-pitched yet respectful voice. “I am the spirit of the Ancestral Pagoda, here to assist you with whatever dangers you decide to face. You have unlocked the first level of the treasury.”
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow. “First level? How many levels are there?”
The spirit smiled, floating upward slightly. “Three levels make up the treasury, each containing treasures of increasing value and rarity.”
Shen Yuan’s interest piqued. “Take me to the first level then.”
The spirit bowed slightly. “As you wish, Master. Follow me.”
Shen Yuan followed the small spirit as it floated gracefully ahead. The environment around him shimmered, and with a flash of light, they appeared directly on the ninth level of the pagoda.
The air here felt different—a serene environment yet vibrant with an abundance of Qi.
The floor beneath them gleamed like polished jade, etched with intricate patterns of runes that pulsed faintly with energy.
“This is the ninth level,” the spirit explained, its voice steady and reverent. “The trial was changed when you completed the Dao Heart Trial here. It was an achievement worth recording in the annals of history as no one had been able to even visit this level, much less complete it.”
Shen Yuan looked around, taking in the grandeur of the space. Massive stone pillars lined the edges of the chamber, each engraved with scenes of Immortal beings battling titanic beasts.
At the far end of the world stood a massive double door, its surface shimmering like liquid gold.
“That door,” Shen Yuan said, pointing toward it. “Does it lead to the treasury?”
The spirit nodded. “Indeed, Master. The treasury lies beyond, but it is not part of this pagoda. Instead, it resides in a separate Mystique Realm tied to the pagoda’s power—a realm that manifests as the non-existent tenth floor.”
Shen Yuan’s gaze sharply focused on the gate. “Then let’s not waste any time. Open it.”
The spirit floated toward the door, its body glowing brighter as it touched the runes etched into the golden surface.
With a resonating hum, the door began to change, its massive panels parting to reveal a swirling vortex of radiant light.
The energy pouring from the portal was almost overwhelming, making Shen Yuan’s heart race with anticipation.
“Master, the treasury awaits,” the spirit said, gesturing toward the portal.
Shen Yuan took a deep breath and stepped forward, his figure disappearing into the light.
…
As the light faded, Shen Yuan found himself standing in an entirely new realm.
The Mystique Realm was breathtaking—a boundless expanse where the sky shimmered with hues of gold and silver, and the ground sparkled with crystalline formations.
Rivers of liquid Qi flowed freely, their currents carrying an aura of pure vitality.
In the distance, floating islands hovered in mid-air, each brimming with treasures of unimaginable value.
Shen Yuan could sense the presence of powerful artifacts, rare herbs, ancient techniques, and other treasures scattered throughout the realm.
“This is…” Shen Yuan whispered, his voice tinged with shock.
The spirit floated beside him, its tone proud. “This is the first level of the Ancestral Treasury, Master. Here, you will find treasures ranging from Mortal to Sovereign Grade, including weapons, cultivation techniques, refining materials, herbs, pills, martial techniques, and many other miscellaneous items.”
Shen Yuan’s eyes gleamed as he took in the sight. “This place is a cultivator’s paradise.”
The spirit nodded. “Indeed. The first level alone holds treasures that would cause wars in the Mortal World. The creator of this Pagoda waged war on an unknown number of worlds before he gathered this absurd amount of treasures.”
“However, accessing the Emperor Grade and Sovereign Grade treasures is not as simple as taking them. Each one is protected by its own trial or requirement, ensuring the inheritor does not take all of them out and get himself killed.”
Shen Yuan smirked, his confidence unshakable. “Trials, huh? I’ve faced worse. Show me the treasures for now.”
The spirit guided him toward the nearest floating island, where an otherworldly saber stood shimmering with divine light.
“This is a Sovereign Grade Weapon,” the spirit explained. “But to claim it, you must demonstrate mastery over your Saber Law.”
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Shen Yuan felt his lips trembling. “Law? Not intent?”