I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2449 - 1092

Upon witnessing Chen Mobai's refusal, Yuan Huanghu promptly interjected: "Ancestor Chen has risen above the ordinary world and holds no interest in such material items, yet this reflects our sect's genuine heartfelt wish, and we sincerely hope you'll accept it."

Chen Mobai took in those remarks and was set to turn it down a second time, yet the refusal lingered unspoken at the edge of his mouth. He extended his Divine Sense to examine it, and even with his profound Realm, a tremor of surprise coursed through him.

Inside the Storage Bag lay at least Rank-4 herbs in abundance, along with numerous Rank-5 ancient Spiritual Medicines that served as the bedrock for even mighty Sacred Lands.

Indeed, within a perilous realm like Tianhe, only timeless powers such as the Nine Heavens Morality Sect could nurture such vast arrays of millennial Spirit Plants.

The aspect that most stirred Chen Mobai's emotions was how these herbs had been acquired by the Five Elements Sect from the East Land for outer purposes, encompassing the Infant Binding Three Spirits Medicine, plus the components required for Qing Nu’s Mother of Water Palace Pill Recipe.

The Nine Heavens Morality Sect's display of sincerity proved utterly staggering.

Having inspected everything via his Divine Sense, Chen Mobai set aside his plan to politely refuse three times and simply took possession of it.

"In that case, I'll accept it humbly."

Once he had received the offering and offered his thanks, a faint pang of reluctance stirred in Chen Mobai's chest.

He had planned to seize this moment to ask the Nine Heavens Morality Sect for the Great Dao Pill’s alchemy formula. Still, if forced to pick one over the other, he would unhesitatingly choose these herbs instead of the recipe.

After all, the Five Elements Sect lacked even a lone Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator at present. Qing Nu herself, cultivating the Black Emperor Abyssal Scripture and bolstered by pills, would require no less than a century or two before she could aspire to Nascent Soul Complete.

Even Deity Transformation Pills, should he manage to craft them, would sit idle for the foreseeable future.

On the other hand, armed with this Storage Bag of herbs and the earlier Sun Holy Fruit from Hong Yun, Qing Nu could brew multiple batches of Infant Binding Three Spirits Medicine.

Chen Mobai's sole concern now centered on the sect's fragile base of Golden Core Cultivators. From the rising generation, only Zhuo Ming, Zhou Wangshen, and E Yun stood nearest to achieving Nascent Soul Formation.

Counting in his own students Jiang Zongheng and Luo Yixuan, that made just five in total—far too few to fully utilize this influx of resources.

Yet Chen Mobai quickly realized that if they went unused here, he could transport them through the Immortal Gate.

Beyond that, given Meng Huang’s aptitude, even a complete regimen of Infant Binding Three Spirits Medicine offered only faint odds of triumph.

Chen Mobai set aside two full sets specifically for her.

His daughter Chen Xiaohei possessed remarkable talent via her Pure Yin Body, drawing from the flawless lineage of both him and Bai Guang, which likely meant a single pill could secure success. To err on caution, though, he allocated a set for her too.

As for Yan Bingxuan, while she ranked as a top prodigy within the Immortal Gate, she fell short of her aunt Yan Qiongzhi's caliber, so perhaps one set would suit her needs.

Moreover, to guard against unforeseen mishaps, reserves of several sets ought to remain on hand.

Under this plan, the supply appeared more than adequate.

While pondering the allocation of the Infant Binding Three Spirits Medicine, Yuan Huanghu addressed him once more: "Ancestor Chen, what came before was our tribute for your Deity Transformation. Now, this serves as our gratitude for rescuing our sect."

With those words, he drew from his sleeve a compact square stone box, no larger than a palm, sealed by a yellow-backed Talisman inscribed with black script at its lid.

"There's even more?"

Chen Mobai felt a touch of unease about receiving yet another.

The valuable herbs from that bag had already conveyed ample goodwill in his eyes.

"Brother Chen, on this occasion, our sect has assembled three magnificent offerings; this marks the second!"

Ye Qing chimed in right then, leaving Chen Mobai in utter disbelief.

Three gifts in total?

And following their traditions, the initial one would be the humblest, with each subsequent gift surpassing the last in worth.

Thus, this plain-looking stone box outshone the entire haul of herbs in the Storage Bag!

What on earth could it contain?

Though burning with curiosity inside, Chen Mobai followed etiquette by making a token refusal: "Your sect's generosity knows no bounds; truly, I thought the first gift alone sufficed..."

Mid-sentence, Ye Qing produced the Jade Seal of the Nine Heavens Morality Sect’s Sect Master and pressed it against the stone box's sealing Talisman.

At once, the Talisman's black inscriptions erupted in cascading streams of light, after which Wu Tianchi stepped forward to peel it away.

Yuan Huanghu swiftly unveiled the box's contents, exposing a chunk of uneven dark purple ore that appeared utterly ordinary at first glance, yet Chen Mobai detected a dreadfully savage energy resounding through the Void Echoes.

Crackle!

Right then, threads of purple-blue lightning danced across the ore's surface, and freed from the talisman's restraint, a booming thunderous might surged from the box, startling Yuan Huanghu into a quiver that almost caused him to fumble it.

Chen Mobai vanished and reappeared in front of Yuan Huanghu in a flash, slamming the lid shut with his Deity Transformation Power.

Wu Tianchi hastily reapplied the Talisman, locking away every bit of this Sixth Rank celestial material's formidable essence.

"Brother Chen, this piece is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Metal we've cherished in our sect’s treasury..." Ye Qing resumed his explanation, while also voicing his well-wishes, "I recall your sword bears a Lightning Attribute, and given your mastery of Artifact Refining, blending this in could elevate you to another Sixth-Rank Artifact Refiner in the East Continent, rivaling Yi Yuan True Monarch."

Upon absorbing this, Chen Mobai harbored just a single notion.

The Purple Electric Sword had struck unimaginable luck in binding itself to him.

In merely over a century, it stood poised to surge from Fourth Rank Superior Grade straight to Sixth Rank; consider how the Primordial Yang Sword, after millennia of buildup and the labors of two Deity Transformation experts, refined further by the Saintly Virtue Great Dao—could it claim such a swift ascent?