Invincible Kungfu Healer

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Jiang Jingtao laughed coldly. "It's easy for you to say. Why don't you come and blast this stone door open by yourself?"

The four of them indeed had the ability to blast the stone door open alone. However, doing so would consume a large amount of Inner Qi, rendering them at a disadvantage in the fight for the treasure later. None of them were fools and so wanted to avoid using up so much Inner Qi now.

"Since Sect Leader Jiang thinks that he can't open the stone door alone, then I don't mind doing him a favor." Mo Wen smiled. With a flick of his fingers, seven flames came out from his sleeve in an instant. Every flame was mesmerizing, emitting golden light.

Yin Banshuang, who was standing not far away, paused slightly. She had seen Mo Wen use this mysterious sword before. She didn't have a deep understanding of how terrifying this sword was. However, it was this sword which had cut through the armor of the scary spider Puppet Monster with a slash. Then, she had conjectured that the power of the sword was most likely enough to kill a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.

The seven flames combined and formed the Sacred Fire Sword, which was surrounded by golden flame. With a flicker of the flame, Mo Wen appeared in front of the stone door. With the sword in his hand, he slashed forcefully.

The Sacred Fire Sword emitted a blinding flame and the light transformed into sword Qi which was fifty feet tall, slashing the stone door forcefully.

Rumble! A loud crash sounded. The stone door was shattered into pieces immediately, tumbling down. The stones which were shredded apart were covered in flames, burning frenziedly. The waves of heat gushed towards the practitioners' faces.

Mo Wen stood above the flaming rumble like Ares, the God of War. Silently, he returned the Sacred Fire Sword into its original state. Then leading the way, he dashed into the space behind the stone door.

Behind him, the group of ancient martial art practitioners was stunned. No one had expected Mo Wen to actually break open the stone door by himself with just a sword. The power of the sword was most probably enough to kill any intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.

For a while, a large portion of the ancient martial art practitioners felt a chill in their hearts. The people who could appear here were all among the pinnacle of the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension's strong practitioners. But right now, one by one, they were shocked by a youth.

"Such a little monster." Bu Zhangkun laughed loudly, following closely behind Mo Wen and dashing through the stone door. His eyes showed that he was not too astonished. What Mo Wen said was true. If the few later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners here gave it their all, they indeed had the power to break through the stone door in one blow. It was just that they all had the thought of hiding their powers and were not as direct as this youth.

However, he was more interested in the longsword in Mo Wen's hand. He could not detect any power emanating from the sword. It seemed to not be any different from an ordinary longsword, and could not even be considered as a spiritual weapon.

But the first time he looked at the longsword, he felt a sense of fright, as though a power that could threaten his life was lurking beside him. He was not foolish. He knew that the longsword was certainly not ordinary, but as to how it was out of the ordinary, he couldn't quite say.

"Feng'er, now you understand what it means to be a genius. From now on, you need to work harder." Pavilion Leader Ye Rong glanced at her student, then looking at Mo Wen's silhouette, before giving this advice earnestly. After that, with a flash, she passed through the stone door.

Jiang Jingtao and Jiang Pingzhou both wore a sullen expression. There was shock in their eyes. The light in their eyes flickered as they stared at Mo Wen's silhouette. Nobody knew what they were thinking.

After Pavilion Leader Ye Rong passed through the stone door, the two of them flew in expressionlessly, delaying no more.

The other ancient martial art practitioners outside the stone door rushed through the door frantically. No one wished to be slower than the others.

"Let's go in and have a look as well. Mo Wen is truly a freak." Chen Zikuang smiled helplessly. The power demonstrated by Mo Wen's slash just now had made him draw in a cold breath. He could sense that if he was the one receiving that slash, the probability of him dying on the spot was higher than 80%.

Not long ago, Mo Wen would even have difficulty going up against a beginning stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. In just a short while, he had become powerful to this extent.

"He is a worthy successor of that cult. The peerless sect that has been dormant for centuries will most likely once again illuminate the land." Chen Wuhui's eyes were full of awe. He seemed to have already realized that it wouldn't be long before there would be a huge uproar in the entire ancient martial arts world. From the moment Mo Wen used the Sacred Fire Sword in front of everyone in that undisguised way, Chen Wuhui could see that that day would not be far off.

In the past, the Ming Cult back had not only dominated the main space but was also the pinnacle existence in all the large Inner worlds. It was an absolute religion that transcended many Inner worlds. No one knew what had happened back then that could have caused such a large sect to split apart.

Mo Wen was the first to appear in the space behind the stone door. There was a very wide main hall inside, as large as a soccer field. It was empty and nothing was inside.

Surrounding the main hall were five side halls, spread out on the left and right. At the end of the hall was a passageway; no one knew where it led to.

Mo Wen dashed and flew into one of the side halls. A sea of white sparkling light caught his eye. Spiritual stones were piled up in the side hall like a small mountain.

Mo Wen drew in a cold breath. It was the first time he had seen so many spiritual stones. There were at least ten thousand of them. Piled up in the main hall, they would scatter everywhere.

Without a second thought, Mo Wen sent soul power into the medicine spiritual ring. Then, the medicine spiritual ring suddenly released a beam of faint green light that covered the entire side hall. In an instant, all the spiritual stones in the side hall were absorbed into the medicine spiritual ring.

Although all the spiritual stones were low-grade spiritual stones, the value of so many of them was still rather astonishing. If it was in the Immortal Cultivation world, ten thousand spiritual stones were enough to purchase three top grade spiritual weapons or tens of medium grade spiritual weapons.

In the Immortal Cultivation world, spiritual stones were divided into four grades: low grade, medium grade, top grade, and superb grade. The higher the grade, the purer and greater the amount of spiritual energy inside the spiritual stone.

A medium grade spiritual stone could be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones; a top grade spiritual stone could be exchanged for three hundred medium grade spiritual stones. The higher the grade of the spiritual stone, the higher the ratio of exchange.

Legend had it that a superb rank spiritual stone could be exchanged for a thousand top grade spiritual stones.

However, the rarity of a superb rank spiritual stone was not lower than that of rare heavenly materials. It was something that could only be dreamt of but would always be out of reach.

Mo Wen had removed all of the spiritual stones from the side hall when a bright silhouette dashed out from behind him. Another person had appeared in the side hall.

The person was none other than the Medical Sect sect leader, Jiang Pingzhou. He was a step behind Mo Wen in passing through the stone door but chose the same side hall.

As for Bu Zhangkun and Ye Rong who had passed through the stone door before Jiang Pingzhou, they had chosen other side halls.

"Huh, why is there nothing here?" Jiang Pingzhou's eyes flashed with a look of confusion. His gaze suddenly turned towards Mo Wen, seemingly trying to spot something on him.

Based on his previous experiences, this type of side hall should have been a place where treasures were stored. Since Luofeng Sect had built such a palace hall, they clearly had such an intention.

"Don't look at me. It was like this when I came," Mo Wen said innocently as he shrugged his shoulders. His expression was vivid, as though he had also come over for nothing like Jiang Pingzhou.

Jiang Pingzhou stared into Mo Wen's eyes. He could not detect anything out of the ordinary after a while, then he swept a few glances at Mo Wen's body. Only after confirming that he could not possibly hide that many treasures on himself did he coldly snort and turn to exit this side hall, heading towards another side hall.

The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a smile. He clapped his hands and waltzed out of the side hall, flying towards another side hall.

Large amounts of items were also piled up in the second side hall. However, the piles were not of spiritual stones, but raw minerals. These raw minerals were not ordinary minerals, but minerals that could be used by immortal cultivators to forge weapons.

Such minerals were almost useless to an ancient martial art practitioner, but it did not affect the value of the raw minerals at the slightest. It was because they could be used to do business with Huatian Palace and exchanged for large amounts of required resources.

Right now, there were seven to eight ancient martial art practitioners standing in the side hall, but all of them wore troubled looks. It was because not only were these raw minerals heavy, they also could not carry too many. Just carrying a few of them was of no value.

Some ancient martial art practitioners just came in to sweep a glance, and then would not look at these raw minerals again, decisively leaving and heading to other side halls.

Mo Wen did the same. After finding out what was stored inside, he immediately left without turning back. Although he knew that the value of these raw minerals was not lower than the spiritual stones, even being more precious than the spiritual stones, he could not use such minerals. After all, he was not an immortal cultivator yet.

Also, there were quite a few ancient martial art practitioners in the side hall. If he exposed his secret that he had a storage ring for the raw minerals, it would certainly not be worth it.

After that, Mo Wen once again arrived at another side hall, and he passed by it again like before. It was because the inside of the side hall was full of weapons, and every weapon was on a par with the ones forged by the Weapon Forging Sect. However, such weapons were useless to Mo Wen.

However, for a sect, to be able to obtain all the weapons here would absolutely raise the ability of the sect by a level.

In the fourth side hall, there were things that Mo Wen wanted. The side hall was filled to the brim with spiritual medicines. However, most of these spiritual medicines had lost their medicinal properties. Some had even turned to dust. This made Mo Wen grimace. In the end, ancient martial art practitioners did not know how to preserve spiritual medicines, otherwise, these spiritual medicines would not have rotted away. If it were immortal cultivators, they could preserve spiritual medicine perfectly for millennia, let alone a few centuries

Of course, among the spiritual medicines, there were some which had strong vitality and retained a portion of its medicinal properties, but Mo Wen was not interested in them. After plundering Intentionless Sect's spiritual medicine stores, he had hundreds of stalks of low-grade spiritual medicine. It was enough for his own use. Normal spiritual medicine did not attract him unless he encountered those of the medium grade and top grade.

Mo Wen was not interested, but the other ancient martial art practitioners were. For ancient martial art practitioners, the stuff here were treasures that they would never be able to ask for.

"Why isn't there the most precious spiritual stone store?" Jiang Jingtao had strolled around the side halls for a while, but he had not found the spiritual stone store. For ancient martial art practitioners, spiritual stones were undoubtedly the most precious items.

Every sect sent raw minerals and spiritual medicines to Huatian Palace. Most of them did this to exchange for spiritual stones. Hence, for the large sects, spiritual stones were the most attractive. It was because they could use them directly. As for other items, they could only trade them with Huatian Palace.