Chapter 371: Do not challenge the authority of the strongest myriad races

Chen Xun and his group laughed and joked along the way, pointing at the grand buildings around them, showing no demeanor of great cultivators.

Little Chi would occasionally stretch his neck to take out the Image Stone, his mischievous lion face making Chen Xun laugh heartily.

Especially the images of Black Bull and Little Chi; when the divine sense activated the Image Stone, it was just two big faces.

Chen Xun couldn''t get enough of it, constantly teasing Black Bull, making him moo in frustration.

Little Crane loved the scenery, often pulling Chen Xun to take pictures, only to be held down by Chen Xun, one hand tugging at his sleeve, looking extremely aggrieved because of his short stature.

The immortal city was also orderly; although various races coexisted, no other creatures came to trouble them.

Time passed bit by bit, and two rounds of bright suns rose into the sky.

They played from night until dawn, with Mo Fuyang accompanying them with a smile, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed.

Today, they followed the map to the All-Heaven Myriad Realms Spirit Bank.

The Spirit Bank''s estate spanned a thousand miles, with various buildings of different sizes, capable of serving all races.

At the center stood an exquisite wooden building, majestic and towering, about a hundred feet high, harmoniously blending with nature.

Its appearance was extraordinary, with a sense of ascension to immortality, and the entire building was crafted from Mengmu wood, exuding an aura of immortality!

Especially in the center of the building, a large, dazzling spirit stone was embedded, shining brilliantly under the sunlight, making people stop in their tracks.

Chen Xun and his companions felt parched, indifferent to the ethereal architecture, sensing only the overwhelming aura of spirit stones, like a super-rich tycoon!

They chose to enter a human area, not daring to venture into the central region for fear of being thrown out and losing face.

Outside a small wooden building.

"Are you here to acquire a Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal, senior?"

A crisp voice rang out, and a woman''s figure suddenly appeared outside the wooden building.

She wore a green smoke dress and a thin veil, her cultivation only at the late Nascent Soul stage, yet her demeanor carried a scholarly air, much like a well-read noble lady.

Even when facing several Divine Transformation cultivators, she remained composed, showing no signs of deference or humility, as if interacting with peers.

Chen Xun smiled and cupped his hands, "Indeed, I''m here to acquire a Yellow-tier Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal."

"May I know your name, senior? I am Wan Xiangying."

She spoke softly, her voice carrying an unusual gentleness, making it impossible to dislike her, then gracefully saluted, "Please follow me, seniors."

"I am Chen Xun."

"So, it''s Senior Chen."

Wan Xiangying glanced at Black Bull and the others, smiling slightly, "Are all of you here to acquire one?"

Her words made the atmosphere a bit awkward.

"Moo?"

Black Bull shook his head earnestly, indicating it was enough for the big brother to get one.

Little Crane smiled while pinching his fingers, Little Chi''s eyes darted around the ground, and Mo Fuyang slightly lowered his head, never daring to come to such places.

"Just me," Chen Xun raised an eyebrow, determined to get one for them in the future.

"Very well."

Wan Xiangying nodded and called softly into the wooden building, "Yue''er."

A fragrant breeze arose, and a Divine Transformation cultivator suddenly appeared outside the wooden building, eyes filled with respect, "Miss."

"Take these guests to rest, do not neglect them."

"Yes, Miss."

Yue''er then looked at Black Bull and the others, "Fellow Daoists, please follow me."

This scene piqued Chen Xun''s interest, wondering about the organizational structure of the All-Heaven Myriad Realms Spirit Bank.

He couldn''t fathom the vastness of this place''s system, but the depth of its resources must far exceed anyone''s imagination, with spirit stone resources as vast as the sea, and its influence surely widespread.

Black Bull looked at Chen Xun, seeking his opinion.

"Bull, you all go ahead, I''ll come find you once I''m done."

"Moo~"

Black Bull nudged Chen Xun and led Little Crane and the others to follow Yue''er to another place.

Chen Xun and Wan Xiangying walked slowly, knowing that inside the wooden building lay blessed lands, unimaginable from the outside.

"I have some doubts, could you help me understand?"

"Please, senior."

"My insight isn''t broad, but we cultivators all have storage rings. What is the true purpose of the Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal?"

Chen Xun smiled slightly, knowing that professional matters require professional consultation, "Isn''t storing spirit stones here a bit redundant?"

Wan Xiangying looked slightly surprised, turning her head to Chen Xun, "Senior, while that may be true, it requires understanding the origins of the All-Heaven Myriad Realms Spirit Bank."

"I''d love to hear more," Chen Xun said patiently, "Knowing more will make me feel more at ease storing my spirit stones here."

Wan Xiangying chuckled softly, finding this Senior Chen Xun quite interesting.

"Senior, if these mid-grade spirit stones are stored in a storage space for too long, a thousand years, ten thousand years, what do you think will happen?"

"Hmm... the spiritual qi might dissipate slightly, becoming less pure?"

Chen Xun pondered, recalling a similar experience in the Forbidden Sea, "So the Spirit Bank has a method to preserve spirit stones perfectly?"

He had seen Yun Jin take out spirit stones from the Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal yesterday, and they looked as if freshly mined from spirit stone veins.

"You''re correct, senior. Even if stored in a storage ring, over time, these spirit stones will absorb many impurities, eventually becoming inferior spirit stones."

Wan Xiangying''s every gesture was gentle, "Moreover, the Thousand Mechanism Spirit Seal has a crucial function related to the great world."

"Oh?" Chen Xun glanced at her, intrigued.

They had entered the wooden building, revealing a new world, even with mountain-like features!

But everywhere inside was restricted, with peculiar structures standing tall, each seemingly guarded by powerful beings, their auras strong.

Chen Xun squinted slightly, observing without using divine sense.

They casually found a tranquil spot to sit, with wooden tables and chairs, made of extraordinary materials, emitting a faint spiritual qi.

Beside them was a shimmering lake, bubbling with spiritual qi, suggesting a Spirit Vein below.

Cultivators were quite carefree, whether in an immortal pavilion or a spirit bank, the layout was always like this, not confined to a room, allowing for relaxation.

Wan Xiangying began to narrate.

In ancient times, it was an era of great slaughter, with countless prodigies rising, yet few survived, and the struggle for resources and treasure was relentless.

Especially for weaker races, living in constant fear, with little interaction between races, often leading to prodigies slaughtering, making trade impossible.

Eventually, more and more powerful beings emerged, filled with reason and foresight.

If things continued this way, the Three Thousand Great Worlds would face destruction, with all top experts falling due to the great tribulation of lifespan, leading to successive declines.

Generation after generation would inevitably fall into decline, ushering in an era of extinction with severed legacies.

This grand world never had a concept of longevity, with the strong always preparing for future generations.

The powerful of all races began to gather, planning the entire Three Thousand Great Worlds, determined to end the chaotic era of great slaughter.

Those who reached the pinnacle possessed great wisdom, immense perseverance, and a heart for the world.