Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 805 - 408: Obtaining the Taixu Order, Treasure from the Taixu Sect (2)

"Is this information reliable? If it's true, exactly how many Divinity Transformation cultivators have been concealing themselves within the West Continent?"

"This is disastrous; our ancestors have walked right into a snare. I suspect the leak regarding the Silver Moon Wolf Race's movements was a deliberate ploy. It was likely a setup designed to bait our ancestors into a trap."

"A trap? Are you suggesting the enemy intends to ambush our ancestors and wipe them out in a single stroke?"

"That is impossible; you are merely spreading fear. Do you understand that if our ancestors fall, the blow to our race would be catastrophic? It would essentially be the calamity of annihilation."

A look of deep distress settled upon the faces of many Elders of the Celestial Roc Race.

It was only natural for suspicions of a conspiracy to take root among them. If the Celestial Roc Race had been the sole victim of the pillaging, it might have been dismissed as a fluke. However, since all four major races were struck simultaneously, the act was clearly premeditated.

The foe had anticipated the collective mobilization of the ancestors and chose this very night to launch their raid.

Every Elder felt a cold shiver run down their spine.

While the loss of physical treasures was painful, those could be gathered again over time. But if the ancestors were to perish, the Celestial Roc Race would be utterly doomed.

Deprived of the protection provided by Divinity Transformation cultivators, the Celestial Roc Race would possess no advantage over any other race.

At that moment, the myriad of races that harbored deep-seated hatred for them would surely descend into a frenzy of vengeance.

This would undoubtedly lead to the calamity of annihilation.

Currently, their concern was no longer centered on identifying the thief who had plundered the Treasure Hall. Their absolute priority was ensuring the safety of the ancestors; they had to prevent any misfortune at any price.

"Whether it is a trap or not, we must convey this news to the ancestors immediately."

"We have to stop our ancestors from falling into the enemy's snare."

The many Celestial Roc Race Elders reached a quick consensus, as they simply could not afford the risk or the consequences of their ancestors' demise.

...

Meanwhile, Jiang Fan had already made his way back to the Ten Thousand Beasts Secret Realm.

He began to organize and assess the spoils he had gathered from this venture.

"I have truly struck gold this time."

"I managed to secure such a staggering amount of spirit medicines."

"How many centuries did the Celestial Roc Race have to pillage to accumulate a hoard of this scale?"

Jiang Fan pondered while stroking his chin.

With a light sweep of his Spiritual Sense, the exact count of the spirit medicines he had seized was instantly revealed to him.

There were approximately over a hundred million Tier One Spirit Medicines.

He had also acquired ten million Tier Two Spirit Medicines.

Though Tier Three Spirit Medicines were fewer, he still possessed one million of them.

The number of Tier Four Spirit Medicines was significantly more limited, yet they still totaled thirty thousand.

However, Tier Five Spirit Medicines were entirely missing; they were likely kept personally by the Divinity Transformation cultivators of the Celestial Roc Race.

They had not been found within the treasure vault.

Even so, this vast quantity of spirit medicines would be sufficient to sustain the Primordial Talisman Sect for an incredibly long duration.

Naturally, for Jiang Fan, obtaining the seeds of these spirit medicines was of even greater significance.

By utilizing these seeds, he could grow even more spirit medicines, ensuring a path of sustainable development.

"But the most vital prize for me remains that Second-Grade Opportunity."

A spark of excitement rose in Jiang Fan’s heart.

He gazed upon the Exquisite Tower, which was packed with mounds of Magical Treasures stacked like mountain peaks.

Yet, these items reached the level of Spirit Treasures at best and did not even qualify as Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasures.

To someone like him, who already held several Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasures, these were merely common Magical Treasures of little consequence.

Swish!

Suddenly, Jiang Fan reached out his hand and plucked a palm-sized token from the piles of loot. It was inscribed with the word "Taixu" and covered in a dense pattern of mysterious runes.

A single glance was enough to confirm that this token was far from ordinary.

"Taixu?"

"Is it possible this is linked to the Taixu Sect, the most powerful sect of the Ancient Era?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes in thought.

His intuition suggested a profound link between this token and the Taixu Sect; a common token would never be classified as a Second-Grade Opportunity.

A Second-Grade Opportunity was an exceptionally rare stroke of luck, one capable of completely transforming the fate of a typical cultivator.

Boom~~

In that instant, Jiang Fan felt his very soul shudder as a massive wave of information flooded into the depths of his consciousness sea.

"Congratulations on acquiring the Taixu Order, a relic of the Ancient Taixu Sect. Its worth is beyond measure, surpassing the combined wealth of the Celestial Roc Race’s vault. The race remained ignorant of its value, treating it as a mere exotic material and allowing it to sit unused in their vault, never realizing the secrets it contained.

The Taixu Sect of the Ancient Era foresaw its own downfall and eventual destruction. Consequently, it concealed the sect's most precious treasures within the Void Secret Realm, using the Taixu Order as the only key. Only the holder of the Taixu Order can gain passage into the Void Secret Realm."

"Fate's first prompt: While the Void Secret Realm contains immense secrets and ultimate treasures, as well as the power to survive extinction-level disasters, fortune and peril are always linked.

Entering the Void Secret Realm will bring about massive calamities, and as a Nascent Soul cultivator, you would likely face almost certain death. Thus, you should consider giving up the Taixu Order; treasures are tempting, but one must be alive to use them.

If you choose this, you will live out a peaceful life for tens of thousands of years before perishing alongside the Void Realm—a contented end for any mortal, as living for several millennia is already a full life with no regrets."

"Fate's second prompt: Death is the eventual destiny of all creatures, but eternal life is the true ambition of man. Why fear death when the extinction-level calamity will come regardless of your choices? The only difference is whether you die now or later. By entering the Void Secret Realm and claiming the Taixu Sect’s heritage, a small hope for survival remains.

If you choose this path, travel to the tallest peak of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range in the Southern Continent at noon one year from today. Use the Taixu Order to reveal the mysteries of the Void Secret Realm. This chance appears only once; if missed, you must wait another century."

The Southern Continent, Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range?!

Jiang Fan’s pupils shrank as he processed this information.

He had previously assumed the Southern Continent was a resource-poor wasteland, unable to produce even a single Divinity Transformation cultivator, making it a backwater compared to the East Continent or the Black Dragon Sea Region.

To his surprise, the Southern Continent was actually the hiding place of the Void Secret Realm.

Furthermore, it was a legacy of the Taixu Sect from the Ancient Era.

It was common knowledge that the Taixu Sect was the undisputed titan of the Ancient Era, a power that even the Primordial Talisman Sect could not match, and one that even the ancient True Spirits respected.

If that weren't the case, this world would not be known by the name Taixu.

No other mighty beings ever tried to rename the world, simply because they could not surpass the legacy of the Taixu Sect.

They had no choice but to accept the name the Taixu Sect had established.

In truth, Jiang Fan had already caught a glimpse of the Taixu Sect's terrifying power through his ownership of the Gate of the Void.

Even in its current damaged state, the Gate of the Void could easily send a cultivator to any location in the world.

It was said that at its full power, the Gate of the Void could facilitate travel to countless different worlds.

Utilizing such a treasure, the Taixu Sect had amassed an inconceivable amount of wealth and resources.

One could say the Taixu Sect was staggeringly rich, with disciples ascending to the Immortal Realm in every generation.

Legend even whispered that the Gate of the Void could lead directly to the Immortal Realm.

This explained why so many legendary figures had emerged from their ranks.

If these tales were true, the Taixu Sect was not merely a sect of the Mortal World, but one belonging to the Immortal Realm.

This spoke volumes about the sheer dread and might the Taixu Sect commanded.

"Obtaining the Taixu Order feels like an arrangement of destiny."

"Besides, I currently have no other options."

Jiang Fan tightened his grip, a faint trace of killing intent leaking out.

For a normal cultivator, a lifespan of tens of thousands of years would be a dream come true.

But as a transmigrator gifted with such immense talent, he naturally possessed grand ambitions. He desired to climb higher, seeking the path of ascension and the secret of immortality.

Therefore, he was determined to uncover the truth behind the extinction-level calamity of the Void Realm and find a way to stop it.

He had a feeling that if he did not resolve this disaster, he would never be able to achieve ascension.

He might even be destroyed during the great catastrophe.

This was a fate he could not avoid.

However, guided by fate, he was different from ordinary cultivators who could only wait for the end. He believed he had the potential to overcome it.

Within the vast, unfolding future, there surely existed a tiny glimmer of hope.