The Reversal System: Only for the Elite at the Mahayana Stage-Chapter 75 – The power of the Divine Treasury
Dragon Ancestor once told the patriarch that if Dragon Clan were in trouble, he should go to a certain place where organized people would receive him. As long as he joined the organization, there would be a chance to revive Dragon Clan.
The patriarch also told this to his three sons.
They were getting closer and closer!
Just as Long Sanshui was about to relax, a voice sounded in his ear.
"Third Young Master, you've been running for so long, take a break. Come drink some water." Jiang Li kindly reminded Long Sanshui, handing him a gourd. Long Sanshui was so scared that he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Hey, hey, hey, where do I have water to give him?" Ruyi Gourd grumbled. Jiang Li told it not to talk nonsense, but there weren't many people around now, and Qin Luan and the others were on his side. This guy named Long wouldn't last long, so it should be safe to talk now, right?
Since Lingbao gained wisdom, it was not a novelty that Lingbao could speak. Qin Luan and the others were used to it.
Of course, if they knew it was the immortal treasure Ruyi Gourd, they would have a different expression.
"You, you, you, won't you just go away!" As soon as he saw Jiang Li, Long Sanshui had no resentment in his heart. If begging for mercy worked, he would immediately kneel down and beg them to spare his life.
"It's rude to say 'won't you just go away', it should be 'won't you just stay'." Jiang Li corrected seriously.
"Our Dragon Clan has been destroyed, please spare my life. I promise to start over and use all my energy to do good things!"
Jiang Li turned his head and asked, "You all heard him, he said he wants to start over."
"Then..." Song Ying didn't understand Jiang Li's meaning. Did he want to let him go?
Qin Luan nodded. "Since he wants to start over, he has to be reborn. It seems that Long San has the intention of dying. Let's help him."
"I don't mean that!" Long Sanshui quickly denied.
"Four of you, spare him if you can. I have some friendship with Dragon Ancestor. Although I cannot help him personally, I must leave his only descendant behind." A fluctuating voice came from all directions, giving people a creepy feeling.
Yuan Wuxing was alert and quickly turned around to survey the surroundings. He didn't find any figures. When he turned back, an old man was standing next to Long Sanshui.
A Divine Transformation stage cultivator!
"Are you the person from the organization that the old ancestor mentioned?" Long Sanshui was overjoyed, as if he had found a savior.
"Old Long gave me a lot of clues, which helped the organization a lot. As the only survivor of Dragon Clan, not only can you join the organization, but you can also make a request, as long as I can do it." The old man said kindly, looking kind and friendly.
"Then please kill these people!" Long Sanshui pointed to Jiang Li and his group.The old man shook his head. "These people will die when they see me. You can make another request."
Long Sanshui looked resentful, his eyes bloodshot. "I have no other requests. I only ask that you beat these people half to death. I want to kill them myself!"
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"Okay," the old man said casually. One Nascent Soul stage cultivator, two Golden Core stage cultivators, and one Foundation Establishment stage cultivator combined were not enough for him to handle.
Yuan Wuxing felt like he was facing a great enemy. Even if he could fight, he couldn't protect Qin Luan, Song Ying, and Huang Li... Wait, something doesn't seem right. Is there someone who doesn't need my protection?
Qin Luan looked curiously at Jiang Li, wanting to see how Huang Li, a Golden Core stage cultivator, would handle this situation. He was completely helpless.
But then Jiang Li displayed his hundred zhang body technique, mighty and powerful. With one move, he killed Long Sanshui and severely injured the old man.
"That...the move you just used doesn't seem like something a Golden Core stage cultivator can do," Song Ying weakly pointed out to Jiang Li.
"Oh, actually you don't know. There's a Mahayana stage powerhouse's soul in my ring. At critical moments, it can temporarily enhance my strength," Jiang Li explained. "Originally, I didn't want to do this. It's my biggest trump card, but today is special. If I don't reveal it, I'll die."
"You must keep it a secret!" Jiang Li repeatedly reminded them. Song Ying almost nodded her head in agreement.
"Who are you?" The old man was terrified. With just one move, he had lost half his life. The other party was definitely a Unity stage cultivator!
"I'm a Golden Core stage cultivator, Huang Li," Jiang Li introduced himself.
"You're lying!" The old man roared, strange power surging within him. In an instant, he healed his body and turned to run.
Jiang Li sensed the old man's strange power and his expression changed. He no longer pretended to be a Golden Core stage cultivator and used his body technique to grab the old man, demanding, "What kind of power is this? Where does it come from? How could someone who kills at the drop of a hat have this kind of power?"
"You...you're a senior of the Dharmakaya Sect!" The old man recognized Jiang Li's move, a powerful technique unique to one of the six major sects, the Dharmakaya Sect.
"Where does your power come from?"
"Heh, do you think I'll spare your life if I tell you?" The old man knew he was going to die today and refused to mention his power.
"I hope you don't ask me to kill you later," Jiang Li smiled cruelly.
Begging and screaming came from the old man. Song Ying shuddered just listening to the sound, unable to imagine what kind of torture the old man was enduring.
"Please...kill me," the old man was completely broken by Jiang Li. "I'll tell you anything...just give me a good death."
The old man couldn't believe that such torture existed in the world."What kind of power do you have? How did you obtain it?"
"This is the power of the Divine Treasury. Every disciple who joins the sect and sincerely believes in the Divine Treasury can find the hidden power within themselves."
"What sect is this?" Jiang Li had never heard of such a sect, let alone the Divine Treasury.
There were many sects in the Nine Provinces that believed in the immortals of the Immortal Realm. For example, there were those who believed in the Northern Pole True Martial Emperor, the Taiyin Star Lord, the Sun Star Lord, and even the Yellow Horned Immortal. The People's Emperor was essentially a belief as well, and the power of faith in the People's Emperor's Hall was derived from this.
Before the Ascension Ladder was severed, the power of faith in the immortals could still be transmitted to the Immortal Realm, and the immortals would also descend to bestow their blessings. However, after the Ascension Ladder disappeared and the connection with the Immortal Realm was cut off, the power of faith could no longer be transmitted, and the immortals would not come down. These sects that believe in the immortals have almost disappeared.
"I am a disciple of the Divine Treasury Sect. The sect leader told us that everyone has infinite power within them, but due to our limited understanding, we cannot perceive it. As long as we believe in the Divine Treasury, we can excavate our own power with the use of human bait."
"What is human bait?"
"It's people. Whether they're good or bad, as long as we kill them, we can excavate the power of the Divine Treasury."
"Isn't this a demonic cultivation method?" Qin Luan couldn't help but interject, and Yuan Wuxing also nodded. This reminded him of Jiang Yixing.
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"What demonic cultivation? The power of demonic cultivation is imbued with resentment, but the power of the Divine Treasury is not." The old man glared and demonstrated the power of the Divine Treasury to Qin Luan.
The power of the Divine Treasury was golden and warm, completely different from the cold demonic power.
"Do you know what I call this power?" Jiang Li asked seriously.
"What?"
"The power of merit."
Qin Luan and Yuan Wuxing felt a chill run from their feet to their heads.
