348 Storage Ring (1/2)
The Jiang Clan had integrated the Dark Blue Cold Iron into the iron door. It was thus reasonable that an ancient martial art practitioner in the Qi Nucleation realm would not be able to open it. After all, the Dark Blue Cold Iron was a material made in the world of Immortal Cultivators. Although it was something very average in the world of Immortal Cultivators, it was still very valuable on the whole.
A bright look flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and then he punched the iron door fiercely. In the next moment, there was a huge roar, and that iron door instantly shattered. It collapsed dramatically and caused the dust all around it to fly up.
Zhou Honglu was shocked. That iron door had not been affected a single bit by ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm, yet it had been destroyed by Mo Wen with a casual punch. This youth's capabilities were indeed frightening.
”Place these scattered pieces of the iron door in that furnace to melt. For those portions that can't be melted, try to extract and purify them as much as possible,” Mo Wen instructed. Naturally, the melting point of the Dark Blue Cold Iron was different from the usual metal. The normal furnace for metals was definitely unable to melt the Dark Blue Cold Iron. Hence, placing it inside the furnace to extract and purify it would be easier.
Even Mo Wen was a little surprised. Back then, how had the Jiang Clan been able to melt the Dark Blue Cold Iron and even integrate it into the iron door? Clearly, normal methods would not have sufficed.
Naturally, Zhou Honglu and the others did not dare to delay carrying out Mo Wen's instructions. Immediately, they ordered their lower ranking disciples to go ahead and do it. They knew that a door that could block out ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm was naturally not as simple as it seemed.
After that iron door had broken into pieces, it revealed an entrance to a tunnel that was neither big nor small. It led deep into the ground. The inside was gloomy, and one could not see the end of it at a glance.
Mo Wen was the first to step into that underground tunnel. Because it had been shut for many years, there was not enough air inside. The average person would have definitely run out of oxygen upon going in. However, with Mo Wen's Cultivation, it was naturally not an issue for him.
The tunnel was very deep and spanned over 100 meters. It was perhaps due to the Jiang Clan's fear of a thief not being able to open the iron door and digging a hole to enter instead. Hence, they designed a long tunnel to serve as a buffer.
The path got wider as he ventured further. It was like an underground cave, as its area was wide and spacious. Once again, an iron door appeared before his eyes. Although that iron door looked very thick and heavy, and was much bigger than the iron door at the entrance, Mo Wen knew that based on their sturdiness, it could not even compare to the little iron door outside.
Most of the people following behind did not have to wait for Mo Wen's instructions. Immediately, someone came forth and broke the lock. Then, with a click, the huge iron door opened completely. Behind the iron door was a huge storage space. There were rows after rows of items. At a glance, it looked like the entire storage area was stuffed full.
The resources that the Jiang Clan had hogged all those years were not little at all. They had basically moved all of the Dafang Sect's resources into their own personal clan storage.
The group of people outside the door looked into the treasure trove with sparkling eyes. However, if Mo Wen did not go in, they would not dare to walk in front of him.
Mo Wen looked at the things inside the treasure trove with curiosity. With regards to the Dafang Sect's treasure trove, he actually did not have very high hopes. It was extremely unlikely that an ancient martial arts sect would have anything that would attract him.
Indeed, inside the treasure trove, there were shining treasures that were mostly gold and silver. Other than that, jewellery also made up a huge proportion of the treasure. Basically, all of it was tangible wealth.
Of course, there were also some divine and powerful weapons. Those things would have perhaps been quite good in the ancient martial arts world. However, to Mo Wen, they were essentially not of much use. Disregarding the fact that he had the Sacred Flame Sword, even if he did not have it, he would also not be interested in those average weapons.
The inside of the treasure trove had been split into multiple areas. Other than the areas dedicated to the jewellery, gold, silver, and weapons, there were also areas dedicated to martial arts and techniques. A sect's impartation, which included its spiritual gifts and martial arts techniques, was hidden. To any sect, it was very crucial. That was because only if the impartation treasure trove was present, could the sect be able to continue prospering and establish a stable presence in the ancient martial arts world.
However, Mo Wen did not even bother looking at it. That was because those martial arts techniques were not attractive to him in the slightest. Not even talking about average martial arts, even if it were the Dafang Sect's most treasured martial arts, that so-called Flying Spirit Sword was of very little value to him.
His biggest motive behind finding the treasure trove was to have a look and see if there was anything good in the Jiang Clan's medicine storeroom. Essentially every sect in the ancient martial arts world had their own medicine storeroom. Normally, they would dispatch a few disciples out into the mountains to find precious medicinal herbs. Then, after storing them, they would be prepared when the herbs were needed.
Those ancient martial arts sects that lived secluded deep in the forests would naturally not be able to head out into the world to find a doctor whenever they got sick or injured. Usually, there would at least be an old person in the sect who knew traditional Chinese medicine, and would have many methods and techniques that had been passed down at his fingertips. In many aspects, they may not necessarily be any worse than those internationally renowned doctors.
The Dafang Sect had lived in the depths of the forest for a long time and constantly extracted all sorts of medicinal herbs from the mountains. There definitely had to be some precious medicinal herbs in their medicine storeroom. If his luck was good, he might even encounter a few stalks of spiritual medicine. That was what Mo Wen was most concerned about.
A group of them wandered around in the Jiang Clan's treasure trove. The people from the three aristocratic families who had followed Mo Wen in were all silently salivating at the sight. The Jiang Clan's treasure trove was simply too abundant. Even if the three families had combined their treasure troves, it would not have been comparable to that of the Jiang Clan.
That pile of martial arts techniques and divine weapons especially was very crucial to an ancient martial art practitioner. With those resources, a clan's overall abilities would be raised to a whole new level.
Mo Wen searched once around the treasure trove and found the medicine storeroom very quickly. He broke down the door and entered. Inside was a huge empty space. It was piled with large numbers of medicinal herbs. Many of the herbs were in bundles stacked on one another after being sundried.