Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 727 - 623: Return to the Purple Mansion World_2

At this moment, the remaining cultivators of the Holy Light Ancient Country began to break through.

A look of unwillingness flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes as he also made his escape.

The Holy Light Ancient City, after all, had fallen.

The speed of the fall was beyond his imagination.

Before leaving, his father had prepared for the potential fall of the capital city, thus expending essence blood to draw three talismans, to be used at critical moments for survival.

Once again activating the third talisman, the Great Shift Talisman.

In an instant, he was transported a hundred thousand miles away.

The void changed, Yuan Ming's feet touched the ground. This was a mountain range, and Yuan Ming sighed, "I am finally safe, but I have failed my father! The Holy Light Ancient Country is lost."

At this moment, a voice came.

"I must ask fellow Daoist to die!"

…

While both sides were engaged in a fierce battle, Lu Xuanji silently infiltrated the Holy Light Ancient City.

The Holy Light Ancient City had a massive array group, even a Divinity Transformation cultivator could not infiltrate.

Yet for Lu Xuanji, whose main body was a Refining Void, and at this moment, his clone was at the peak of Nascent Soul, merely slightly activating the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure Illusion, he entered the city, turned into a stream of light, heading towards the treasure vault of the Holy Light Ancient Country to plunder treasures.

A shadow flickered, quickly arriving at a large bronze door.

On the door, there was a depiction of a bronze lion, its mouth wide open, ferocious and terrifying.

"Interesting!"

Lu Xuanji looked at the bronze door, smiling slightly.

The door was fortified with strong arrays, and without knowing their intricacies, even a Divinity Transformation cultivator could not break through.

"Tunneling One Map, deduce!"

Above Lu Xuanji's head appeared a magical treasure, it floated up and down, continuously changing and deducing.

After a moment of deduction, a flaw was discovered, turning into a stream of light entering the treasure vault without alarming anyone. But upon entering the vault, looking at the surroundings, Lu Xuanji slightly frowned. The shelves storing elixirs were entirely empty; the shelves storing spirit stones were entirely empty.

The shelves storing spiritual materials were entirely empty.

The shelves storing magical treasures were empty too.

The shelves storing talismans were also empty.

Many places were desolate with no items at all.

Only a few shelves still held some treasures, yet their value was very low.

The number of treasures stored in the entire treasure vault of the Holy Light Ancient Country was unexpectedly less than that of the Song Country's treasure vault.

"Why is it like this? I see. With the war about to start, did they leave the treasures in the vault to become the enemy's spoils? Many treasures were directly distributed to lower-level cultivators, or awarded early to certain cultivators, or stored in secret vaults, or carried personally. In short, the treasure vault became desolate!"

Lu Xuanji slightly frowned, only analyzing briefly to arrive at the corresponding conclusion.

"Damn it!"

Lu Xuanji's figure flickered and he disappeared.

Leaving just in time to see the scene of the capital city being breached.

Then, seeing the scene of Yuan Ming fleeing.

Lu Xuanji also crushed a Great Shift Talisman, following closely.

One in front, one behind, like a shadow.

Buzz buzz!

Lu Xuanji wielded his long saber, which trembled, the sword light condensed into a single force, turning into a destructive sword light and slashing down.

"I must ask fellow Daoist to die!"

At the moment the words were spoken was the moment the saber struck, and destruction descended.

"No!"

Yuan Ming roared in anger, activating his cultivation technique, one talisman after another appeared, all blocking in front of him.

Yet it was useless, accompanied by a crisp sound, the talismans shattered, the sword light like snow, directly slashing down, Yuan Ming's body was cut in two.

Accompanied by the shattering of his body, as his primordial spirit flew out and attempted to escape, it directly shattered, turning to ash scattered on the ground.

This sovereign of the Holy Light Ancient Country died on the spot.

His cultivation was low, but he possessed many treasures, making it difficult for him to be killed; however, earlier he was already heavily injured; and then attacked by Lu Xuanji's ambush, in an attack devoid of martial morals, ultimately turned to ash, dying on the spot.

"Is this the ring?"

Lu Xuanji waved his hand, the ring fell into his palm.

Just as he was about to open the ring, he felt an unexplainable unease, along with a slight fear.

Carefully inspecting the ring, he discovered special runes on it, requiring a special method to open. If the method was incorrect, the ring would explode, akin to a Divinity Transformation self-destruct, enough to severely wound, or even kill, a Divinity Transformation expert.

Using a special method, upon opening the ring, he saw many treasures inside.

These treasures were few in number, but each one was a fine piece.

"I've struck rich!"

Lu Xuanji smiled, his eyes showing joy.

Indeed, killing and arson come with gold waistbands, while mending bridges and roads leave no bones.

Why did a certain sage advocate the theory of original sin? Because only by learning to be evil could the weak avoid the oppression of the strong, and have a hope of rising up. Only then could the weak break class barriers, break class oppression, and have a glimmer of hope to become a person above others.

If the weak, from the start, adhere to benevolence and righteousness, emphasize integrity and honor, hold noble character, disdain to do bad things, then it is destined to end as cattle and horses, possibly for a lifetime ending up as cattle and horses. If luck is slightly worse, it's the bones buried beneath those mended bridges and roads.

Therefore, the weak should learn to be bad, as only becoming bad can evade the oppression from those above, to survive, rather than become bones.

In the Cultivation Immortality Realm, it is even more so.

Many upper-level cultivators, prefer lower-level cultivators to be of high moral character, each diligently farming, without killing and seizing treasures. But if a lower-level person truly fails to understand the truth, and instead tries to please those above by making oneself a person of high moral character, they may end up falling into the traps of those above. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Those above love to trap honest people.

"Ah, back then, I was too honest, with too good a character..."

Lu Xuanji tasted and reflected on himself.

Activating flames to burn everything, completely altering the battlefield's aura, perfectly hiding his presence, he vanished and left.

…

At this moment, the battle on the battlefield had already concluded.

Under the siege of inner and outer forces, the Holy Light Ancient Country's capital was breached, many strong individuals were slaughtered, only a few strong ones escaped.

The fall of the Holy Light Ancient Country, countless strong ones swarmed to divide the inheritance.

When a whale falls, everything thrives.

When this giant fell, its remaining population, cultivators, spirit veins, mines, spirit fields, spirit medicine, etc., were all divided by the strong. The strong powers at the top ate the meat, the small powers below drank the broth, everyone relished in the feast. Even the Song Country seized this opportunity to expand its territory.

And incidentally killed seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators, sending them as gifts to the Great Jin Ancient Country.

The Great Jin Ancient Country did not break its promise, directly giving the corresponding bounty.

Mutually beneficial, everyone was happy, the only unhappy one was the Holy Light Ancient Country.

Gathering these treasures, Lu Xuanji claimed to the outside that he would go into seclusion, then silently left.

Returning to the Purple Mansion Realm, with a flicker of his clone, he entered the Cyan Lotus Grotto Heaven.

The clone flickered, merging into the main body, Lu Xuanji assimilated the information transmitted from the main body, nodding slightly, "Not bad, not bad, the harvest is good, not only acquiring some intelligence from the Feiyu World, but also obtaining some rare treasures. Especially the World Stone, it can upgrade the Grotto World!"

"Only it was unexpected that there was a World Stone in the Song Country's treasure vault..."

Lu Xuanji was slightly surprised, even in the larger Holy Light Ancient Country there was no World Stone.

It especially shows how lucky Song Country was to obtain a World Stone.

But now, it all benefited him.

Thinking of this, he directly placed the World Stone at the position of his Dantian, the World Stone then melted, beginning to merge into the Thirty-Three Grotto Heavens.

Crack!

Crack!

Accompanied by crisp sounds, the Thirty-Three Grotto Heavens began to expand, the area increased, the height rose, the earth became more substantial, the world environment more suitable for mortal survival.

As the world expanded, the boundary walls of the grotto heaven seemed like glass, gradually shattering.

After experiencing the shattering, it slowly expanded, continuously derived changes, deriving new boundary walls.

The area of the grotto heaven expanded, slowly widening, its diameter growing from a hundred miles to a hundred and fifty miles, seemingly only expanding by fifty miles, yet overall it was a 3.4 times extension. After all, the so-called Grotto World presented an irregular spheroid shape.

Even a slight expansion was a tremendous upgrade.

As the grotto heaven elevated, the thirty-three grotto heavens superimposed on each other, forming an array encircling together.

The many grotto heavens no longer acted individually, but perfectly merged into one, exhibiting a virtuous cycle.