Chapter 320 - 154: Storage Pouch
The courtyard gate opened on its own, though there was no wind.
Lie Shan strode in. Seeing Liang Cheng sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"Seven days."
"Faster than I thought."
Liang Cheng rose and bowed. "Thank you for watching over me, Master."
Lie Shan waved his hand and sized him up for a moment.
"The ice and fire have begun to merge, your Blade Intent has advanced, and your foundation is solid."
He paused.
"Since you’re now my disciple, as your master, I can’t be empty-handed."
Lie Shan raised his hand and waved. A palm-sized gray cloth pouch materialized from thin air, hovering before Liang Cheng.
Liang Cheng was taken aback.
"This is a Storage Pouch. It’s refined with special techniques and contains a pocket dimension that can hold anything."
"One must achieve Breaking Mortality and become a Martial Dao God to even qualify to encounter such items. They are extremely difficult to refine; even ordinary Inner Sect Disciples don’t have them."
Liang Cheng took the Storage Pouch. It was as light as a feather in his hand. The mouth of the pouch was tied shut with a silk cord, and a small Jade Token hung from it.
"This pouch has already been bound to your aura. Once you claim ownership with a drop of blood, it will link to your Life Token, allowing the Sect to know your life-or-death status. After that, only you will be able to open it."
Lie Shan paused slightly at this point.
"I’ve picked out a few things for you inside."
Liang Cheng did as he was told, biting the tip of his finger and letting a drop of blood fall onto the Jade Token.
The Jade Token flashed with a faint light, then dimmed.
He sent his Divine Sense into the Storage Pouch. Inside was a space roughly thirty feet across, piled with seven or eight items.
Two bottles of Elixirs: one was a brilliant emerald green, the other a fiery crimson.
One Jade Slip was engraved with the words "Cloud Soaring Step."
Another Jade Slip was engraved with the words "Turtle Breath and Spirit Concealment Technique."
There was also a fist-sized piece of ore, entirely Wujin, with a faint starlight twinkling within it.
Lie Shan’s voice came from the side.
"The green bottle contains Yun Shen Pills. They will help you stabilize your Divine Soul. Take one per month, no more."
"The red bottle holds Great Returning Pills, a sacred healing remedy. As long as you’re still breathing, it can keep you alive."
"The Cloud Soaring Step is the secret Body Technique of the First Peak. If you master it to the Great Success stage, no one of the same rank will be able to catch you."
"The Turtle Breath and Spirit Concealment Technique is a method for concealing your aura."
He pointed to the ore.
"That is Star Meteorite Iron, a superior material for forging Divine Soldiers. The Zhenxian Saber you carry is made of ordinary material. If you wish to advance it further one day, you’ll need to reforge it."
After explaining, Lie Shan looked at Liang Cheng.
"These are my meeting gifts to you. From now on, your monthly allotment of Elixirs will be delivered by a Steward Disciple."
Liang Cheng clutched the Storage Pouch, a warmth spreading through his chest.
He bowed solemnly. "This disciple thanks Master for his generous gifts."
A Great Returning Pill had saved his life once before; he knew just how precious it was.
The other items, placed alongside it, were surely just as extraordinary.
Lie Shan waved his hand dismissively.
"On the path of cultivation, resources are merely an aid. How far you can go ultimately depends on you."
Liang Cheng straightened up and remained silent for a moment.
"Master, this disciple has a favor to ask."
"Speak."
Liang Cheng said in a low voice,
"Before this disciple joined the Penglai Sect, I was ambushed."
He then recounted the events at Lost Soul Valley from beginning to end.
Qian Wanjing had used a fake order from his master to lure him into the valley.
Two Peak True Gang Death Warriors, and a Blood Evil Array.
At the final moment, the Situ Family’s Honored Guest Elder, Huang Tiancheng, had attacked.
A cultivator at the Core Formation and Breaking Mortality stage, attacking with three full-powered moves.
Hearing this, Lie Shan’s eyes turned cold.
"Huang Tiancheng?"
"That Fake Pill from the Situ Family?"
Liang Cheng nodded.
"The very same."
Lie Shan sneered.
"A Fake Pill ant dares to touch my disciple?"
He looked at Liang Cheng.
"You want revenge?"
Liang Cheng’s gaze was firm.
"Yes."
"The reason this disciple came to the Penglai Sect was to personally settle this matter of Cause and Effect after achieving Core Formation."
"Qian Wanjing, Huang Tiancheng... not a single one will be spared."
Lie Shan looked at him, the admiration in his eyes growing stronger.
"Good."
"The path of a Martial Artist is to repay grievances with grievances and exact vengeance for hatred."
"If you let others walk all over you and cower like a turtle in its shell without saying a word, you’re not worthy of being my disciple."
He waved his hand, and another object flew out.
It was a palm-sized boat, silvery-white all over and covered in Runes.
"A Cloud-Piercing Shuttle."
"When activated with your full power, it can be used for travel."
"What are your plans now?"
Liang Cheng said, "After the battle at Lost Soul Valley, Qian Wanjing fled with Huang Tiancheng. However, this disciple has investigated, and the Treasure Pavilion Headquarters is on Penglai Immortal Island."
Lie Shan nodded.
"The Treasure Pavilion Headquarters is indeed on Penglai Immortal Island."
"Do you know the relationship between the Treasure Pavilion and our Penglai Sect?"
Liang Cheng shook his head.
Lie Shan said nonchalantly,
"The Treasure Pavilion pays tribute to sects like ours in exchange for protection. Though Penglai Immortal Island bears our name, it is home to many powers. The Treasure Pavilion is merely one of the Commerce Associations doing business there."
"It’s true they have a Golden Core cultivator backing them, but in the eyes of my Penglai Sect, they are insignificant."
He then looked at Liang Cheng.
"You are now a Direct Disciple of my First Peak, a True Pill Pride who has achieved Core Formation and Breaking Mortality."
"If the Treasure Pavilion dares to move against you over a mere Steward—"
Lie Shan sneered again.
"Then it will be time for them to find a new master."
Hearing this, Liang Cheng’s heart skipped a beat.
’My master’s words are utterly domineering.’
But it also set his mind completely at ease.
"This disciple understands."
Lie Shan nodded.
"Go."
"Qian Wanjing and Huang Tiancheng... one is backed by the Treasure Pavilion, the other is a veteran Fake Pill Cultivator. If you want to take revenge alone, you must be cautious, even as a True Pill."
Liang Cheng cupped his fists.
"This disciple will take heed."
Lie Shan turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.
"Oh, right."
"When you go to the Treasure Pavilion, remember to tell them you’re the disciple of the Lie Shan Saber Saint. You’re not some random nobody they can bully."
With that, he took a step and vanished.
Liang Cheng stood in the courtyard, looking at the Storage Pouch in his hand, then at the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle resting in his palm.
He took a deep breath, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
’Qian Wanjing.’
’Huang Tiancheng.’
’You two had better hide well.’
...
Liang Cheng put away the Cloud-Piercing Shuttle, his gaze falling upon the two Jade Slips.
Cloud Soaring Step, Turtle Breath and Spirit Concealment Technique.
These two Cultivation Techniques had been carefully selected by his master.