84: Chapter 84 Gifts piled up like a mountain, but I can't use them all.

Su Changge's "refusal to receive guests" did not make everyone leave; instead, it ignited even more intense enthusiasm.

Since they could not meet him in person, they would use gifts to express their respect!

Thus, a frantic "gift-giving competition" unfolded in full swing outside the gates of the Taixuan Sect.

"The Tianyan Holy Land offers one vein of Top-Grade Spirit Stone! One hundred catties of ten-thousand-year Star Iron! Ten bottles of the Saint Grade Medicinal Pill, the 'Nine-Turn Soul Returning Pill'!"

"The Yaoguang Holy Land offers the ancient Sacred Artifact, the 'Heaven-Covering Seal'! One copy of the quasi-Emperor scripture, the 'Yaoguang Heart Sutra'!"

"The North Sea Yao Race offers ten thousand Deep Sea Dragon Pearls! Three skeletons of sea beasts at the Soul Transformation Stage!"

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Every major Sect, Holy Land, and ancient Family acted as if they had gone mad, pulling out their treasured belongings one by one.

Those Sacred Artifacts, divine materials, and Heaven And Earth Treasure that could normally incite bloody conflicts were now just like Chinese cabbage, piled up at the foot of Changge Peak.

The light from the treasures shot into the sky, and the Spiritual Qi gathered into tangible mist, enveloping the entire Taixuan Sect.

Qin Wudao looked at the mountain of gifts, feeling his heart pounding, but he did not dare to handle them on his own.

He personally delivered a gift list that was dozens of zhang long, respectfully placing it at the entrance of the small courtyard on Changge Peak.

"Dao Ancestor, this is a small token of respect from various Fellow Daoists. This Disciple has placed the gift list at the door and dares not disturb your cultivation."

After saying this, he cautiously withdrew.

Inside the house, Su Changge listened to the commotion outside, his ears perking up.

After Qin Wudao left, he immediately rushed out and picked up the gift list, which was written on gold-threaded silk.

With just one glance, he was almost drooling.

A Top-Grade Spirit Stone vein?

The Sacred Artifact Heaven-Covering Seal?

A Nine-Turn Soul Returning Pill?

Oh my goodness! If this could be converted into emotion points, the System would probably restart a hundred times on the spot!

He dropped the gift list, rushed to the edge of the courtyard with glowing eyes, and looked at the "treasure mountain" piled up with countless treasures at the foot of the mountain, his heart pounding wildly.

I'm rich! This time, I'm really rich!

However, when he excitedly tried to retrieve an object from a distance to take a closer look at a treasure, an awkward scene occurred.

His face turned red as he pushed the wisp of Qi Refining First Layer Spiritual Qi in his body to its limit, but the treasures at the foot of the mountain did not move at all.

"Uh..."

Only then did Su Changge remember that he was currently just a weakling with a combat power of five.

These Sacred Artifacts and divine materials each contained terrifying Spiritual Pressure; let alone retrieving them from a distance, he might not even be able to move them if they were placed right in front of him.

He refused to believe it.

His gaze locked onto a shimmering longsword at the top of the treasure mountain.

The gift list stated that this sword was named "Zhanxing" (Star-Slaying), a genuine High Grade Sacred Artifact that could cut hair by blowing it against the blade, possessing incomparable sharpness.

"I don't believe I can't even pick up a sword!"

Su Changge decided to go down the mountain himself to retrieve it.

He snuck down Changge Peak and arrived in front of the treasure mountain.

He reached out and cautiously grasped the hilt of the "Zhanxing Sword".

It felt cold to the touch and was incredibly heavy.

He used every ounce of his strength to barely pull the sword half an inch out of the pile of treasures.

"Hum!"

The sword body let out a soft hum, and a sharp Sword Qi automatically protected its master, bursting forth from the blade.

"Hiss!"

Su Changge felt a pain in his finger, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and quickly let go.

Looking down, he saw a thin bloodstain on his index finger.

He had only wanted to touch it, yet he was injured by the Sword Qi!

Su Changge looked at his finger, then at the mountain of treasures he couldn't even touch, wanting to cry but having no tears.

This was like a person who had been starving for three days having a feast laid out before them, but their mouth was sealed shut—they could only look, not eat.

Who could understand this kind of pain?

He sighed, his heart filled with endless frustration.

Looking at these eyesores of treasures, he couldn't help but feel angry.

I can't take them, I can't use them, what are they piling up here for!

He raised his foot and kicked a jade ruyi that was emitting a soft glow in front of him hard.

"Get out of the way!"

The jade ruyi rolled several times on the ground, hitting a pitch-black lump of iron.

He then kicked a treasure box filled with Medicinal Pills.

"You get out of the way too!"

Just like that, Su Changge kicked these "useless" pieces of trash, as he saw them, into the corner one by one, piling them into a heap.

He was simply venting the frustration in his heart.

However, this scene was coincidentally seen from a distance by a Utility Disciple who had been ordered to deliver a meal.

That Utility Disciple froze on the spot.

What had he seen?

He saw the legendary Dao Ancestor, with a look of disdain, using his foot to kick Sacred Artifacts and divine materials—things that would make Nascent Soul Ancestors fight to the death—into the corner, just like kicking trash.

That look, those actions, were filled with disdain and contempt.

It was as if those things, in his eyes, were not even worth as much as a speck of dust.

The Utility Disciple's legs went weak with fear, and he scrambled down the mountain.

Soon, a new rumor swept through the entire Taixuan Sect like the wind.

"The Dao Ancestor! The old man himself doesn't think much of the gifts we sent at all!"

"I saw with my own eyes that the Dao Ancestor kicked the Sacred Artifact 'Zhanxing Sword' away like it was trash!"

"The Dao Ancestor said that these things aren't even worthy of being used as a footrest for him!"

Once this news came out, all the Sect bigwigs who had sent gifts were so ashamed that they felt they had nowhere to hide.

"We vulgar beings have truly insulted the Dao Ancestor's Dharma Eye!"

"Indeed, what kind of existence is the Dao Ancestor? How could he care for these worldly possessions?"

"No! This is a massive insult to the Dao Ancestor! I must return to the Sect immediately and bring back our Sect's true treasure!"

"Right! We must send treasures that can make the Dao Ancestor take even one extra look!"

Everyone immediately decided to go back, scrape together their Family assets, and prepare for the second, even crazier round of gift-giving.

Meanwhile, Su Changge, who had caused all of this, was squatting in the corner, looking at his empty rice jar, smelling the aroma of food drifting up from the cafeteria at the foot of the mountain, his stomach rumbling even louder.

In his heart, he had only one humble wish.

"Can someone give me a bowl of hot noodles..."