269: Chapter 269 Treating the Supreme Treasure Vault as Garbage, the Mutation of the Divine Thunder Seal!

The wild wind howled, and the sea of clouds churned.

The hundred-meter-long Frost Giant Dragon was like a bolt of white lightning, shuttling through the high altitude at high speed ten thousand meters up.

Atop the dragon's head, Su Yang sat cross-legged in a commanding posture, eyes closed to rest his mind.

Qin Xueji wore the black Heavenly Silkworm Flowing Cloud Dharma Robe, kneeling obediently behind Su Yang.

She extended her fair, smooth hands, gently kneading Su Yang's shoulders.

Mary, on the other hand, clung tightly to Su Yang's left arm like a koala.

She was dressed in very revealing black deep-V one-piece shorts, her full breasts pressed tightly against Su Yang's arm, her crimson eyes filled with infatuation.

Bai Li sat opposite Su Yang, her white dress fluttering. Nine fluffy white fox tails swayed slowly behind her, and a gentle smile hung on her devastatingly beautiful face.

In the furthest corner of the protective shield, a dark red lion-dog only the size of a local mutt was huddled.

It was none other than the ancient exotic species, Qiongqi, who had been beaten into submission by Su Yang.

Qiongqi trembled all over, pressing itself tightly against the edge of the True Qi barrier.

Under its feet was a pure-blooded mythological dragon!

The innate Bloodline pressure of the Dragon Clan weighed so heavily on it that it didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Recalling how it was once a grand ancient Vicious Beast that dominated the Primordial Era,

to now be reduced to a watchdog for someone, Qiongqi's heart was filled with humiliation and grief.

But after glancing at Su Yang's cold back, it immediately tucked its head back between its two front paws.

This killing god's Pure Yang True Fire was too terrifying; a single punch could shatter its skull.

Humiliation was better than losing its life; a miserable life is better than a good death.

In less than half an hour, the bright lights of the western suburbs of Jiangzhou City came into view.

The Frost Giant Dragon let out a low dragon roar, its massive body tearing through the clouds to dive down, landing steadily within the courtyard of Number 44 Locust Tree Alley.

With a flash of white light, the giant dragon transformed back into a crystal-clear jade bracelet, winding itself around Su Yang's left wrist.

Everyone's feet touched the ground.

Inside the courtyard, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it formed a mist, and exotic flowers and rare herbs competed in splendor, resembling a true paradise on earth.

The door to the main hall was immediately pushed open.

Ye Yuqing, wearing a tight-fitting hip-hugging OL professional suit and ten-centimeter red-bottomed high heels, hurried out to meet them.

Her long, beautiful legs were encased in black stockings, swaying gracefully as she walked, her provocative figure making one's blood boil.

“Boss, you’re finally back! Was the trip to Zhongnan Mountain smooth?”

Ye Yuqing's voice was gentle as she reached out to take the casual jacket Su Yang had taken off.

Su Yang smiled and squeezed her slender waist: “With this young master personally taking action, naturally even the topsoil was scraped clean. No trouble at home, I hope?”

Ye Yuqing's face reddened slightly as she said softly: “Everything is well. Another batch of spirit crystal rice in the backyard has matured; Wan'er and Mingyue are currently harvesting it.”

Just as she finished speaking, the Soul-Devouring Black Demon Flower 'Da Hei' perched on the courtyard wall suddenly opened the eyes on its eerie human face.

It keenly sensed an unfamiliar Yao Beast aura.

Dozens of thick vines covered in black metal scales instantly rose up,

like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, locking tightly onto the Qiongqi hiding behind Su Yang's feet.

As an ancient Vicious Beast, although Qiongqi had been beaten into submission by Su Yang, the brutal ferocity in its bones remained.

Faced with the provocation of a plant, it immediately bared its few remaining broken teeth,

letting out a threatening low growl from its throat, prepared to spit out a mouthful of crimson demon fire to teach this weed some manners.

But before the flame could even be spat out—

“Snap!”

A pitch-black metal vine, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, unceremoniously whipped Qiongqi across the forehead.

This strike was extremely heavy, directly sending the mutt-sized Qiongqi flipping through the air several times before it crashed heavily onto the bluestone floor.

Qiongqi was dazed from the fall, seeing stars.

Just as it wanted to crawl up and fight for its life, it saw Da Hei open its massive flower head, revealing the dense, sharp barbs inside.

A terrifying Evil Qi—one that had devoured countless Golden Core and Nascent Soul experts, and even the severed arm of a Demon King—crashed down like Mount Tai.

Qiongqi was so terrified that its tail instantly tucked between its legs, its dark red fur standing on end.

It finally recognized the reality: not only was the master of this courtyard a complete freak, but even the green plants he raised were peerless, terrifyingly fierce beings that could not be provoked!

It let out a whimper and lay obediently on the ground, head in its front paws, completely surrendering.

Su Yang watched with amusement, then turned to Qin Xueji: “Xueji, hand over the spoils of war to Yuqing. Just leave this red-skinned dog in the courtyard to guard the gate from now on; just throw it two Low-Grade Spirit Stones as dog food every day. If it doesn't behave, let Da Hei whip it.”

Qin Xueji nodded respectfully and pulled dozens of Storage Pouches filled with treasures from her robes, handing them to Ye Yuqing.

Ye Yuqing's Divine Sense probed into the Storage Pouches, and she instantly sucked in a breath of cold air, her rosy little mouth hanging wide open.

“Boss, this Storage Pouch actually contains the long-lost ancient formula for the 'youth-retaining pill', and several radiant protective immortal robes!” Ye Yuqing's voice trembled as she rummaged through the treasures.

Mountains of rare thousand-year-old medicinal herbs, crates of Peerless Grade Magic Treasure weapons, and countless Spirit Stones—it was easily a hundred times more bountiful than the national treasury!

The accumulated foundation of the Celestial Masters Sect for thousands of years,

had now all become the private property of Locust Tree Alley.

“Boss, with such vast resources, even if our courtyard's Spirit Gathering Formation runs at full power around the clock, we wouldn't use it all in a hundred years!”

Ye Yuqing was so excited her face was flushed, and her full chest heaved violently.

Su Yang waved his hand, saying nonchalantly: “Keep the youth-retaining pill formula for yourself to play with, and distribute the immortal robes for everyone to wear. As for these scrap metal Flying Swords and Magic Treasures, find a time to let Da Hei swallow them all as fertilizer. Pick the good thousand-year herbs to stew into soup; throw the rest away as you please.”

Using the Peerless Grade Magic Treasures that the Celestial Masters Sect had inherited for thousands of years as fertilizer!

Using thousand-year-old herbs for soup!

If any outside cultivators heard such inhumanly extravagant and wasteful remarks, they would surely spit out three liters of blood on the spot.

But in the courtyard house, the women had long since become accustomed to it.

Qiongqi lay on the ground, its eyes darting around.

It smelled the fragrance of an Immortal Plant and couldn't help but stick out its tongue, wanting to steal a thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom that had fallen nearby.

“Snap!”

Da Hei's vines seemed to have eyes.

Another whip struck Qiongqi's nose, directly sweeping the thousand-year lingzhi away and stuffing it into its own massive flower head.

Qiongqi clutched its nose, eyes watering, completely giving up on the idea of stealing food.

Just then, two cool, shady breezes blew from the backyard.

Su Qingcheng, dressed in red like fire, and Jiang Yingxue, wearing a classical bridal gown, arrived as two streaks of light.

The two women had just finished absorbing the Yin Evil resources distributed last time; the aura around them had become increasingly deep and restrained, only a hair's breadth away from a Breakthrough to the Ghost King Realm.

“Welcome back in triumph, Master.”

Su Qingcheng's voice was seductive as her water-snake waist swayed gently, moving directly to Su Yang's side.

She was about to hug Su Yang's arm and act spoiled as usual, but her brows suddenly furrowed slightly, a look of pain appearing on her beautiful face as she recoiled half a step like she'd been electrocuted.

Jiang Yingxue also showed deep wariness, her gaze fixed uncertainly on the pocket of Su Yang's casual pants.

“What? Haven't seen me for a few days, and you don't even dare to get close to this young master?”

Su Yang raised an eyebrow and reached into his pocket.

A square seal, purple-gold in color, was pulled out by him.

Four ancient seal script characters were engraved on the bottom of the seal, and lifelike thunder dragon totems surrounded it.

Flickers of violent purple-blue electric arcs jumped on the surface of the seal, emitting a terrifying pressure that seemed capable of destroying everything.

“This item is a damaged Spirit Treasure left behind by the Ancient Thunder God, containing the most masculine and righteous Lightning Law in heaven and earth. Qingcheng and Yingxue are both ghost cultivators; they are naturally suppressed by the Lightning Law and will feel a fear that comes from the Soul.”

Bai Li's purple eyes flickered.

Su Yang came to a sudden realization and immediately injected Pure Yang True Qi into the Divine Thunder Seal, forcibly locking down the lightning aura leaking from the surface.

The purple-gold seal instantly became dull and lusterless, like an ordinary paperweight.

“A mere damaged, dead object dares to scare my women.”

Su Yang snorted coldly, turned, and walked to his exclusive rocking chair in the center of the courtyard, lying down comfortably.

With the crisis averted, Su Qingcheng patted her full chest, gave Su Yang a playful, reproachful look, and stepped forward to gently massage his shoulders.

Mary immediately knelt by the rocking chair, her explosive body pressed tight against Su Yang's leg.

Su Yang pinched Mary's high nose bridge, preparing to tease her with a few words.

Suddenly!

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Seal, which had been tightly locked by the Pure Yang True Qi, actually began to vibrate violently out of control!

“Boom!”

A violent purple-blue thunder light, a hundred times stronger than before, directly broke through the seal of the Pure Yang True Qi, illuminating the entire courtyard house as if it were broad daylight.

The Divine Thunder Seal left Su Yang's palm, floating in mid-air on its own.

The four ancient seal script characters at the bottom of the seal erupted with a piercing divine light that shot straight into the high heavens, as if responding to some ancient call.

The night sky of Jiangzhou City, which had been dotted with stars, suddenly changed color.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a hundred-mile radius went wild like boiling water.

A layer of incredibly thick, pitch-black thunderclouds quickly gathered and formed directly above Locust Tree Alley.

Within the dark clouds that blotted out the sun, purple lightning roamed freely like wild dragons!

Deep within the thunderclouds, the deafening sound of war drums beating could be faintly heard, as if thousands of troops were preparing to descend across Realms!

A terrifying heavenly power, enough to destroy heaven and earth, locked onto the small courtyard below!