Chapter 383.
The Ancient Sealed Jade looked very sturdy, water and fire would not invade it, and it could not be destroyed by axe or knife.
But in reality, after thousands of years, its internal legal seal was already very fragile, and once it was affected by foreign forces, its own structure immediately collapsed.
The ancient sealing jade that Wang Chuan had spent 60,000 Ling to buy was instantly torn apart, and what was sealed inside immediately fell out.
It was a small tripod full of copper rust!
Wang Chuan’s eyes and hands were quick to grasp it and it didn’t fall to the ground.
Although this copper tripod was only the size of a palm, it was heavy in the hand and had a higher density than metaphysical iron.
It’s really shipped!
Wang Chen held it in his hand and scrutinized it carefully.
However, the patina on the surface of the tripod was too thick, and the original decorations could not be seen at all.
He tried to inject a trace of mana into the tripod.
The result was like a clay ox entering the sea without any reaction, even if Wang Chen increased his efforts, it would be in vain.
After thinking about it, Wang Chen called out the Immortal Cultivation Panel.
He felt that this thing was not an ordinary item, otherwise it would be impossible to touch the Swire Dao Tablet.
In the next moment, Wang Dust saw the newly appeared information in the panel’s equipment column!
[Bio-Birth Creation Cauldron (Sealed): 495230/1,000,000]
Crap!
Wang Chen was shocked.
He had previously guessed that this Ancient Sealed Jade might have something good inside it, and thus made a move to intercept Zuo Qingcheng’s Hu.
However, Wang Chen never dreamed that he had really hit the jackpot.
Even though he didn’t know what this “Bio-creation Cauldron” was actually used for, the total sealing points of up to one million clearly indicated its value.
It was important to know that the “Thousand Chance Changes”, which had brought great help to Wang Chen, only had a total of 100,000 sealing points.
It was only one-tenth of the former!
While being pleasantly surprised, Wang Chuan also had a bit of a toothache.
Looking at the data displayed on the Immortal Cultivation Panel, he would have to invest more than half a million points to completely unseal it.
One sealing point was equivalent to one point of human virtue, which would require an investment of more than half a million human virtues!
Forget it.
Wang Chen shook his head with a bitter smile and put the Birth and Creation Tripod into his main storage bag.
No matter how good this thing was, right now it was only at the bottom of the pressurized bag, so it couldn’t be used at all!
It could only be saved for later.
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Cultivation has no age, in the blink of an eye, another month has passed in a hurry.
Wang Chen has already adapted to the cultivation life in the West Sea Sect and the West Sea City, he is the same as other initiated disciples, every day early in the morning to climb to the top of the Yunlan Peak to adopt the Great Sun Purple Qi.
After morning exercises, he went to the inner sect’s main hall to listen to lectures.
There were as many as twelve Dharma Halls in the Inner Sect General Hall, capable of holding tens of thousands of disciples to listen to lectures.
The lecturers who resided in the Dharma Hall were Jindan-level Dharma Transmission Elders, who mainly taught the disciples the Way of Cultivation and the Laws of Combat, as well as pills, talismans, magic artifacts, magic formations, and other cultivation arts.
This West Sea Sect is like an all-encompassing supreme academy, in which you can learn anything you want to learn, and everyone attends open classes, so how much you can listen to and learn all depends on your own efforts and enlightenment.
Wang Dust feels like a desert fish that comes to the sea, or a mouse that falls into a rice bowl.
Wang Dust was as hungry as he was mesmerized.
These cultivation knowledge condensed by countless previous cultivators greatly compensated for his deficiency in fundamentals.
When Wang Dust had just crossed over to this world, the original owner was just a tiny spirit planting husband in the outer gate of Yunyang Sect, with poor root bones and comprehension, barely making ends meet with a few acres of spirit fields, without any future to speak of.
And when Wang Dust replaced the original owner and started to work hard and become a member of the inner sect, the Yunyang Sect ascended!
As a result, Wang Chuan was reduced to a loose cultivator and traveled all the way to the Western Sea Spirit Region.
The time he truly used to study was actually not very long, and without the Immortal Cultivation Panel, it would have been impossible for him to break through the orifices and open the Mansion.
Compared to the tiny Yunyang Sect, the West Sea Sect was really strong to the core.
An initiated disciple like Wang Chen could also be taught and imparted by multiple Jindan elders.
The knowledge that the sect had accumulated over ten thousand years was an endless treasure trove!
During this period of time, Wang Chen really hated the fact that he could not split himself into several, so that he could listen to lectures in several Dharma Transmission Halls at the same time.
This knowledge was too valuable.
Sometimes he even thought that he might not necessarily have to run to the road world, with the power of the West Sea Sect, it was entirely possible to pass through the Heaven and Earth Cataclysm peacefully, and staying in the sect and practicing peacefully was also excellent.
He can condense Jindan in the West Sea Sect, or even break through the Dan to form a baby, and finally not be able to tolerate this heaven and earth and then ascension.
Using his Purple Mansion body to sneak into the upper realm, the outcome was really unpredictable.
However, such thoughts were quickly suppressed by Wang Chen in the bottom of his heart.
The most important thing for him at the moment was to focus on improving his cultivation and strength.
Whether it was sneaking across to the upper realm or ascending to the upper realm, he needed to have enough strength to ensure safety.
So there was no need to think too much right now, it was best to cultivate at ease.
However, when Wang Chen fell into the ocean of knowledge and became addicted to cultivation, reality brought him to his senses again.
The Hoon Points were gone.
When Wang Chen had just entered the inner sect, the newcomer’s gift package had included one hundred Hoon points.
However, he had first paid sixty hun-points in rent at the Sect Affairs Department, and then spent the rest of the hun-points one after another.
For example, redeeming the Purple Inner Pill that was necessary for cultivation.
The current Wang Chen had already touched the peak of the first layer of the Purple Mansion, and a breakthrough to the second layer was just around the corner.
However, without the Hundred Points, he could not continue to live in the West Sea City, not to mention exchanging the Purple Cloud Pill.
Wang Chen, who came to his senses, broke out in a cold sweat.
Calculating the time, the time for him to pay the rent was almost up, and there were only two Hoon points left.
One hun point for one day, two points is two days, take it to the clan affairs department to renew the rent will make people laugh to death!
Wang Chen immediately rushed to the merit department.
The Ministry of Merits and Honors is the place where sect disciples receive and hand over their tasks, and when he rushed to the task hall, he was severely shaken by the boiling popularity inside.
The number of initiated disciples who ran to receive tasks, as well as brush up on their tasks, just like Wang Chen, was not normally high!
The West Sea Sect, like most Immortal Sects, very much encouraged its disciples to obtain merit through completing tasks to exchange for the resources needed for cultivation.
This was extremely beneficial in ensuring the balance of internal resources and enhancing the combat power and cohesion of the disciples.
The sect never encouraged getting something for nothing, and the merit point system that was set up could be considered perfect.
In the mission hall, there was a Dao Stele of Merit, which was ten feet tall and radiated with spiritual light, with countless true seal scripts appearing on its surface, making it look extremely mysterious.
Around the monument, hundreds of disciples were gathered.
Wang Chen took off the identity nameplate at his waist and raised his hand to throw it at the Dao Monument of Merit in front of him.
The clan disciple’s identity nameplate was a very special artifact, comparable to Wang Chuan’s cell phone in his previous life in terms of its functionality, which could be used to prove one’s identity, as well as receive messages from the clan, and was also a tool for storing and paying for merit points.
Receiving sect tasks was also one of its functions.