To the rest of the assembled crowd, a deep, quiet satisfaction settled in their hearts, an almost smug contentment. Even the noble families affiliated with the Three Great Sacred Lands felt a sudden expansion in their spirits. When had they ever enjoyed such an opportunity to sit as equals?

What their ancestors had never achieved, or even dared to dream of, they had accomplished today simply by basking in the reflected glory of the Lord of Sin—they were seated in the same great hall as the Holy Venerables, Holy Emperors, and even the Sovereign Lords of the Three Great Sacred Lands! The Lord of Sin was truly wicked, wicked to the extreme! Such a feat, it seemed, was something only he in the entire world could pull off!

For anyone else, even those holding a blood feud with the Three Great Sacred Lands, it would have been unthinkable to cause them such a public loss of face in such a formal setting! Yet, the Lord of Sin dared! Not just dared, but did so with such brazen openness!

The crucial point, however, was that the Lord of Sin had acted, and the Three Great Sacred Lands could not utter a single objection. To raise a complaint now would be to belittle every hero present and stand in direct opposition to the entire assembly! Thus, the Three Great Sacred Lands were forced to swallow this bitter pill, and they had to swallow it whole!

Once everyone was seated, the tables for the Three Great Sacred Lands and the Misty Illusionary Manor occupied the front row. Directly opposite them was an elevated dais, which created an acutely uncomfortable feeling for the others. It suggested that they were merely subordinates, while those seated on the dais were the true figures of authority!

Mo Wudao and Xi Ruochen, though saying nothing aloud, maintained expressions as serene as a spring breeze, seemingly unconcerned, but their internal vigilance intensified. They were all men of keen insight. While obtaining several thousand Suxin Orchid specimens was certainly rare, what truly astounded them was the method Jun Moxie had employed to make these thousands of orchids bloom simultaneously, with every single bloom perfectly displaying eight flowers.

This method, so inscrutable it seemed the work of gods or devils, was the real marvel. Nevertheless, awe aside, the leaders of these major sects had already resolved that once Jun Moxie emerged, they would certainly give him a difficult time! Even if they could not descend into open warfare right before the Heaven War, they absolutely would not allow the opening of the Evil Monarch's Mansion to proceed so smoothly!

Meanwhile, across the way, Qiao Ying and Miao Xiaomiao, having entered another hall in the high tower, were both struck silent with shock. The entire main wall of the hall was dominated by a single, ancient-looking, sheathed longsword, hanging diagonally. This sword was the sole adornment on the expanse of stark white wall, yet this stark, almost monotonous arrangement exuded an indescribable, heavy aura of oppressive killing intent.

Set into the four corners of the ceiling were four massive pearls, each shimmering with flowing, multi-colored light. Qiao Ying, accustomed to a life of austere simplicity, was ignorant of their true nature and merely assumed they were standard decorations. Miao Xiaomiao, however, born into a prestigious lineage, recognized them instantly: these were four exceptionally rare Luminous Night Pearls!

During the daylight, they did not appear overly remarkable, but at night, this hall would be illuminated as brightly as day without any need for lamps. To say "bright as day" was perhaps an exaggeration; the light emitted by these pearls was exquisitely soft, never harsh on the eyes, and simultaneously, a faint, flowing fragrance was present that offered significant benefits to the human body. "For such pearls, not just four, but even one alone is a treasure beyond measure, something money cannot buy.

And that is not the end of it; what is truly miraculous is that these four pearls are nearly identical in size. To have four such matched gems gathered in one place can only be described as a miracle..." Within the room, several chairs were arranged in what appeared to be disarray, yet upon closer inspection, it was clear the placement was deliberate. The style of the chairs was quite peculiar, but it was immediately apparent that whoever sat in them would experience supreme comfort, far surpassing the rigid discomfort of traditional, old-fashioned seating.

The comparison was utterly moot. Between the chairs were low tables crafted from green jade. On each table sat a small, white jade flowerpot, and within each miniature vessel was a tiny, tender sprout, its coloring soft and moist, giving off an air of delicate vulnerability.

"This is the Myriad Age Tea Fragrance Herb!" Miao Xiaomiao gasped internally, nearly popping her eyeballs out! The Myriad Age Tea Fragrance Herb was an exceedingly unique herbaceous plant. It possessed no medicinal properties whatsoever; its wonder lay entirely in its ability to release an intoxicatingly refreshing tea aroma!

From the moment it sprouts, this herb reaches only the height of a single finger and never grows taller. A Tea Fragrance Herb under a century old is utterly useless. One that has reached five hundred years turns green and begins to faintly emit its fragrance.

A thousand-year-old herb turns blue and permeates any space it occupies with fragrance. Only an herb surpassing ten thousand years earns the title "Myriad Age"; its color shifts to white, and its fragrance becomes inherently contained. Simply by being placed on a table, any common boiled water poured into the teacups resting on that table would taste like the finest brewed tea!

If that were all, it would merely be a rare curiosity. But the true power of the Tea Fragrance Herb lay in its effect: tea brewed in the atmosphere of these superior herbs, when consumed repeatedly, provided immense assistance to a Xuan Practitioner's cultivation breakthroughs! It could enable one to shatter bottlenecks completely, with no lingering consequences!

For cultivators stalled at a bottleneck for decades, centuries, or even millennia, this was a treasure they could only dream of! The herbs on the tables before them were now a milky white color, even showing a hint of translucence. Based on their appearance, they were all at least ten thousand years old!

Perhaps even tens of thousands of years! Her own grandfather, Miao Jingyun, possessed one such herb on his study desk, but that specimen was only bluish-white, perhaps five or six thousand years old at most, yet it was already treated as a priceless heirloom by her grandfather, forbidden to any member of the Miao family to touch! And here, there were nine of them simultaneously!

Moreover, all of them were the supreme grade, exceeding ten thousand years in age! The Lord of Sin, Miao Xiaomiao felt, defied description. "Wealthy and extravagant" was a gross understatement!

The notion of "rich enough to rival a nation" merely elevated the wealth of a mere nation... Perhaps only the phrase ‘Surpassing Antiquity, Unmatched in the Present’ could barely capture him. Miao Xiaomiao truly felt a bizarre sense of unreality, as if dreaming.

But Qiao Ying, standing beside her, was even more astonished. The habitually simple Qiao Ying recognized neither the Luminous Night Pearls nor the Myriad Age Tea Fragrance Herbs! However, the four strange, uniquely shaped ginseng roots placed on the four windowsills utterly shocked her.

Even under the direct sunlight, a faint mist enveloped the four ginseng roots, obscuring their true appearance. Within this mist, the body of the ginseng constantly shifted shape—sometimes long and slender, sometimes round, sometimes morphing into a human face, sometimes twisting into a thousand bizarre forms... They possessed no fixed shape whatsoever!

What one saw a moment ago was gone the next blink of an eye, replaced by something new, and every form observed was distinct from the others. Could it be...? Yinhun Ginseng!

The legendary supreme treasure of Heaven and Earth! Qiao Ying felt on the verge of collapse! Moreover, these appeared to be Yinhun Ginseng that had already matured, achieving a high state of development, because underdeveloped Yinhun Ginseng could not freely change shape; they could only shift occasionally.

These, however, changed constantly, indicating they had reached a truly great level of potency. This Yinhun Ginseng, as its name suggested, was unusable by normal people; even if consumed, it would do no good, and might even cause excessive Yin energy to accumulate, severely damaging the user's vital essence! This ginseng had only one benefit: preserving the soul from total annihilation!

If a cultivator, facing tribulation or a decisive battle, was fortunate enough to consume a thin slice, even if they perished and their body was shattered by Heavenly Lightning, their soul would not be utterly extinguished. Instead, their complete three souls and seven spirits would escape intact. Whether reincarnating independently or re-entering the cycle of rebirth, their memories from the previous life would remain perfectly preserved.

Furthermore, they could carry away thirty percent of their previous cultivation! The most critical point was that this process would not impede anything in their next life whatsoever... and it guaranteed one minimum outcome: the quality of their next life's aptitude would be no lower than their current one!

For high-level Xuan Practitioners, this was an absolutely coveted ultimate treasure! Its rarity and preciousness likely surpassed even the Exquisite Lotus and the Seven-Colored Sacred Fruit! One must understand that even a Saint Infant reincarnated could not retain even a sliver of their current cultivation.

At best, they kept their memories intact, and the resistance of the soul during reincarnation caused a loss of at least seventy percent of their energy! But this Yinhun Ginseng allowed the entire process to occur without loss, retaining a full thirty percent of their power! It transcended all levels!

If the Heavenly Saint Palace possessed such Yinhun Ginseng, then the predecessors who sacrificed themselves in past Heaven Wars could be revived in an alternate manner, persisting for millennia!... This was a treasure that directly defied Heaven itself! And Jun Moxie possessed four of them here!

Moreover, judging by their appearance, all were premium specimens over ten thousand years old! Qiao Ying felt her heart pounding like a drum, her throat dry and rasping. The only lingering question was this: The legendary Yinhun Ginseng was an object of supreme Yin nature; it absolutely could not be exposed to sunlight, or it would instantly dissipate into a wisp of green smoke.

Yet, Jun Moxie had placed them all directly facing the sunlight at the windows. Even if it were possible that the young man had acquired treasures without recognizing their value, the Yinhun Ginseng showed absolutely no adverse reaction. What was going on?

Was her understanding flawed? Could this not be the legendary Yinhun Ginseng? If not, what other kind of ginseng root in the world possessed such miraculous characteristics?

Upon entering, the two women were so lost in their separate states of shock that they failed to hear several greetings from Guan Qinghan. They merely stood staring blankly into space. Footsteps sounded again at the doorway, followed by a sweet, charming voice: "Come, come, hurry!

Let's see these two great beauties! I heard that Jun Moxie fellow has fallen head over heels for them. Let's see what kind of stunning beauties they are!" Another voice chimed in, "Little Yi is jealous now, ha ha ha!

Now you feel a sense of threat, right?" (To be continued. For further developments and more chapters, please support the author and purchase the genuine version!)