Capítulo 1257: Chapter 1248: The Voice

“Having said this, should you insist on taking away the hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy, I have nothing more to say.”

The Qianyuan Saint Master took a deep breath and remained silent. Afterwards, Mo Wangchen released him, and he returned to the Qianyuan Sect.

With the Qianyuan Saint and several elders in his hand as hostages, Mo Wangchen had no fear of treachery.

Moreover, after the battle just now, the Qianyuan Saint Master should have already realized that Mo Wangchen possessed the strength to destroy the Qianyuan Sect.

Unless he was a fool, he would not abandon such a vast Sacred Land over a mere hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy.

“That hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy was going to be a tribute from the Qianyuan Sect to the Mingshen Emperor, yet this person dares to take it away?”

All around, the observing cultivators whispered among themselves. The Mingshen Emperor was one of the most powerful figures in the world.

Ruling over the Mingshen Clan and occupying the Ming Land for countless ages, he held absolute power and prestige.

To dare touch even his tribute; one must say, this youth named Mo Wangchen truly was daring beyond measure!

“A hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy, even for the Mingshen Clan, is no small tribute. If he truly takes it, the Divine Clan will surely investigate, and he will bring trouble upon himself.”

“After all, still a young man, he’s overly arrogant. At the level of the Divine Clan, it’s not something just anyone can provoke.” An elder expert shook his head quietly.

Ultimately, under the gaze of the crowd, the Qianyuan Saint Master shot out from the sect again. He handed a storage ring to Mo Wangchen.

“Hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy!”

Under Mo Wangchen’s Divine Thought inspection, he saw within the ring the thick, river-like Desolate Energy, immense in quantity.

It was his first time seeing such an amount of Desolate Energy, and he couldn’t help being astonished while also excited. With this hundred thousand jin, the Jade Emperor’s Holy Seal would be greatly repaired.

“Remember, my name is Mo Wangchen. If you wish to regain your honor in the future, you can come find me. Also, the Du Family of Wanhong City once did me a favor, and I hope none will trouble them, or else…”

After storing the ring, Mo Wangchen turned his gaze once more to the Qianyuan Saint Master. He didn’t finish speaking, but a shocking cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

With that, he hesitated no longer, stepping on Lin’s True Technique, his speed reaching the extreme, disappearing in a flash into the distant horizon.

Jing’an City!

One of the few genuinely ultra-first-class ancient cities in Ning State.

Even looking across the entire Ming Land, Jing’an City is absolutely a very prosperous existence.

The reasons are clear; within this city stands a Pill Tower, nine stories high, at the very center of Jing’an City.

Pill Tower, a particularly unique force within the borders of Ning State.

They do not reside in a Sacred Land; within are the alchemists with the highest Alchemy Dao skills in Ning State.

The Tower Master is an Alchemy Dao Master who has reached the sixth grade of the Holy Rank, wielding power and influence, with extremely high prestige even across the entire Ming Land.

Elder Dan!

He is commonly called by this name, similar to the Qianyuan Saint Master. Elder Dan is also a Guest Elder of the Mingshen Clan, but unlike him, relying on extraordinary Alchemy Dao skill, he is a figure with real authority in the Mingshen Clan.

Legend holds that this Pill Tower was originally an Outer Heaven Object, traversing from the deep celestial sky in a distant ancient period to arrive here.

Later possessed by the first generation Pill Tower Master, it led to the creation of today’s Pill Tower.

Through years of development, today’s Pill Tower has reached a peak of prosperity.

Besides the current Tower Master Elder Dan, the number of alchemists within the Pill Tower is the largest not only in Ning State but also in the entire Ming Land.

Just those who have reached Holy Rank skill, Pill Tower has nearly a hundred of them.

Even a single Holy Rank alchemist is not someone ordinary forces would dare offend. It can be imagined how terrifying the influence of a Pill Tower with so many Holy Rank alchemists is.

On the third day after leaving the Qianyuan Sect, Mo Wangchen appeared in Jing’an City.

He rented a small courtyard, intending to stay for a few days, using that hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy to repair the Jade Emperor’s Holy Seal.

A hundred thousand jin of Desolate Energy; in the Real World, such a quantity is considered enormous. Even searching every corner of the Real World might prove difficult to find this much.

It must be said, the existence of the Sealing God Tablet is indeed crucial for a world.

Desolate Energy originates from the Sealing God Tablet creating Divine Status, born into the world and scattered between Heaven and Earth, collected by various Void Realm powers. Just the Qianyuan Sect possesses as much as a hundred thousand jin, suggesting how abundant Desolate Energy formed by the Sealing God Tablet over years in the Void Realm must be.

Mo Wangchen sat cross-legged in the courtyard, taking out the Jade Emperor’s Holy Seal, which had already been partially repaired, with a faint flow of Great Dao Divine Power surrounding it. If the cracks on it could be completely repaired, this Great Dao Divine Power would become extremely formidable, capable of unleashing world-destroying energy.

Mo Wangchen took out thirty thousand jin of Desolate Energy, not intending for the Jade Emperor’s Holy Seal to absorb all hundred thousand jin at once.

Because in this Void Realm, Desolate Energy is also a form of currency for transactions, Mo Wangchen naturally wished to keep some for future use.

Moreover, thirty thousand jin is quite substantial; not long ago, he used three thousand jin of Desolate Energy to repair the cracks on the Holy Seal. According to estimates, thirty thousand jin should be enough to repair most of this Holy Seal, right?

However, predictions often exceed expectations. About an hour later, the Holy Seal, described as ‘greedy’, had already absorbed all thirty thousand jin of Desolate Energy, leaving Mo Wangchen astonished as it repaired only three cracks on the Holy Seal.

He counted carefully; the Holy Seal still had nine cracks remaining.

“Previously, three thousand jin of Desolate Energy repaired one crack, now thirty thousand jin, how could it repair only three?”

Mo Wangchen was puzzled, frowning to himself, “Is it that the further I go, the more Desolate Energy needed to repair the Holy Seal?”

If this is truly the case, repairing the Holy Seal completely will indeed be extremely difficult, won’t it?

“Do you mean to tell me that repairing you might require a million jin of Desolate Energy? What a joke…”

Mo Wangchen was somewhat speechless; a million jin of Desolate Energy was no small number. Even in this Void Realm, he couldn’t guarantee he could gather that much Desolate Energy.

Such things are all held by major powers. Mere ‘looting’ ten thousand jin from the Qianyuan Sect was already beyond tolerance.

“I’m not joking; to completely repair the Holy Seal, even a million jin might not be enough. It might need five or six million jin of Desolate Energy…”

However, shortly after Mo Wangchen’s voice fell, suddenly, the Holy Seal in his hand rose on its own, a dazzling Holy Light bursting forth, and a voice like that of a Divine Spirit’s faintly came from within the Supreme Seal.