87: Chapter 87 The Destruction of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land: Looting the Treasure Vault and Taking Everything Away

On the ruins of Tianjian Holy Land, a scene was unfolding that left the entire Central Plains cultivation world dumbfounded.

The originally high and mighty Imperial Clan soldiers had all turned into the most professional "movers."

"Heave! Ho!"

A group of Saint-level powerhouses clad in purple-gold armor were working together to carry a thousand-foot-tall Scripture Pavilion. They didn't even spare the Foundation, uprooting it directly and stuffing it into the giant warship that had undergone spatial folding.

"That medicinal field over there! Don't just pull the Spiritual Plants! That soil is mixed with 'Breathing Soil'! Dig up the soil for me too!"

"And that Martial Arts Training Ground! It was forged from ten-thousand-year black iron. Although it's a bit heavy, it can be melted down to make quite a few weapons when we get back. Take it, take it!"

Xu Zhan Tian stood in mid-air, waving his fangtian painted halberd, acting as the temporary "moving commander-in-chief." Looking at the supplies being continuously transported onto the warship, the old man smiled until the wrinkles on his face blossomed like flowers.

"My dear grandson, this trick of yours... 'killing the goose that lays the golden eggs'... oh no, it's 'robbing the rich to help the poor,' it really suits my taste, Old Ancestor!"

Xu Chen stood to the side, looking at his clansmen who were like a swarm of locusts passing through, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Old Ancestor, this is called rational utilization of resources."

"Anyway, the Tianjian Holy Land is gone. Leaving these things here would be a waste, so we might as well take them back to let them shine and generate heat."

After speaking, he turned around and waved at Ye Qingwu and Nangong Waner behind him.

"Let's go, Master, Waner."

"Let them clean up the junk outside; let's go inside and see the real good stuff."

The core treasury of the Tianjian Holy Land was located deep underground beneath the main peak. Although the main peak had already been split open, the treasury's defensive Formation was still running.

However, in the face of Xu Chen's 'Grass Character Sword Art' and Xu Zhan Tian's Great Saint brute strength, these Formations were no different from paper.

"Boom!"

As the last Dragon-Severing Stone was shattered, a surge of Spiritual Qi, thick enough to almost materialize, gushed out like a broken dam.

"Cough, cough... What a pungent smell of copper."

Xu Chen waved his hand to disperse the Spiritual Mist in front of him.

When they saw the scene inside the treasury, even Ye Qingwu and Nangong Waner, who had seen the world, couldn't help but gasp.

What met their eyes were mountains piled high with Top-Grade Spirit Stone. The brilliant light was almost enough to blind someone. A rough estimate was at least ten billion!

Beside the Spirit Stone mountains were rows of shelves filled with jade bottles.

"Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill? There are actually a hundred bottles here?!"

"enlightenment tea? A full ten catties?!"

"Is that... the Saint medicine 'Dragon Blood Ginseng'?!"

Ye Qingwu picked up a jade box, looking at the blood-colored ginseng inside that seemed to still be breathing, her hands trembling. This was a Supreme treasure that could extend a Saint's life by a thousand years! And it was just thrown in a corner like this?

"It's just so-so."

Xu Chen was calm, even a little disdainful.

"Compared to the old man's private treasury, it's still a bit lacking."

He walked straight past the outer Spirit Stone and Medicinal Pill area to the deepest part of the treasury.

There, a blinding white ball of light was suspended.

Within the light, it seemed to contain endless Sword Qi, with each strand of Sword Qi evolving a Sword Dao rule.

"This is..."

The Born with a Sword Spirit inside Nangong Waner suddenly vibrated violently, emitting a longing hum.

"Tianjian Origin."

Xu Chen looked at the ball of light, a hint of interest finally flashing in his eyes.

"It is said that this was the Supreme Opportunity obtained by the founder of the Tianjian Holy Land from an ancient Sword Tomb. The reason why the Tianjian Holy Land could stand in the Central Plains for tens of thousands of years without falling is all because this thing suppresses its Luck."

"This is a good thing."

Xu Chen reached out, his palm surging with Grandmist Purple Qi, and grabbed directly at the Origin.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

The Tianjian Origin seemed to sense danger and struggled violently, releasing terrifying Sword Qi in an attempt to counterattack.

"Behave."

The Supreme Sword Heart at the center of Xu Chen's brow vibrated slightly.

An oppressive feeling originating from the Supreme of Sword Dao descended instantly.

The Tianjian Origin, which had been resisting, was like a mouse meeting a cat; it immediately quieted down and obediently allowed itself to be caught in Xu Chen's hand, turning into a crystal-clear white bead.

"Take it."

Xu Chen casually tossed the bead to Nangong Waner.

"This thing matches your attributes. Take it and refine it; it should help you achieve a Breakthrough to the Saint realm."

"Ah? For me?"

Nangong Waner caught the bead in a panic, looking disbelieving.

This was the Foundation of the Tianjian Holy Land! A priceless Supreme treasure! Her husband just gave it to her so casually?

"Who else would I give it to if not you?"

Xu Chen rubbed her head.

"Would I give it to those old geezers?"

"But..." Nangong Waner glanced at her Master beside her, hesitating.

"Don't look at me."

Ye Qingwu smiled and shook her head, her eyes full of doting.

"Master already has what Chener gave... cough, those resources, this thing is of little use to me. You are Born with a Sword Spirit; this thing is tailor-made for you."

"Accept it, this is your husband's sentiment."

"Thank you, Husband! Thank you, Master!"

Nangong Waner was moved to tears, clutching the bead tightly, wishing she could kiss Xu Chen right now.

"Alright, stop being sentimental."

Xu Chen looked around the empty treasury.

"It seems this is all the Family wealth the Tianjian Holy Land had."

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

When the three of them walked out of the treasury, the moving operation outside was nearing its end.

The originally majestic and magnificent Tianjian Mountain Range had now turned into a bare patch of white earth.

Not to mention the palaces and pavilions, even the trees on the mountain had been uprooted, and the soil on the ground had been scraped off a layer. Even the main peak that had been split in two was collected by Xu Zhan Tian using a Great Divine Ability, saying he wanted to take it back for the younger generation of the Family to use as a "sword-grinding stone."

"Young Lord! Everything has been looted!"

"A total of 13 billion Top-Grade Spirit Stones, 500 Saint weapons, 3 quasi-Emperor weapons, and countless various Medicinal Pills and Spiritual Plants have been obtained!"

A commander reported with a glowing face.

"Hmm, not bad."

Xu Chen nodded and waved his hand.

"Pass the order, return to the dynasty!"

"Tonight, the Xu Family will hold a grand banquet, everyone... gets an extra chicken leg!"

"Young Lord is mighty!!!"

Amidst the earth-shattering cheers, one hundred Imperial Clan warships, fully loaded, sailed grandly into the Void Realm tunnel.

Leaving behind the empty ruins, messy in the wind, telling the story of how the once glorious Tianjian Holy Land was moved clean by a group of "bandits" in a single day.