Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 373

Chapter 373 One Sword Pierces the Entire Gao Clan City!

“My lord, this way, please.”

Patriarch Gao led everyone, respectfully escorting Su Bai toward the Gao clan residence. Along the way they moved cautiously, not a trace of the authority usually wielded by the heads of the clan.

The other Gao clan powerhouses dared not make a sound, afraid of provoking this Big Shot from the Aoki Immortal Sect!

A heavenly immortal—within the Great World where the Immortal Realm’s order is more complete—flies at roughly the same speed as a Divine Transformation existence in the mortal world!

But they still can’t tear through the void of the Immortal Realm!

For a giant city that nearly covers an entire Xuan Prefecture, that speed is indeed a bit slow.

No wonder these Gao clan strongmen were all mounted on flying warhorses!

These flying warhorses are great demons at the heavenly-immortal level; they excel at flight and running, and when at full speed can rival a half-step Venerable.

They also have immense endurance—racing for decades without showing fatigue.

“My lord, why have you come to our Gao clan city?”

Along the way, Patriarch Gao probed, wanting to know what Su Bai had come for.

Su Bai didn’t say a word, only flew silently ahead.

The more silent he was, the more uneasy Patriarch Gao became.

Could it be that the Aoki Immortal Sect has discovered that the Gao clan had been flaunting its name to swindle and collect interest?

Thinking of that possibility made sweat break out on Patriarch Gao’s forehead; his heart burned with anxiety!!!

That interest had been compounding for millions of years…

Millions of years…

Damn it!

The Aoki Immortal Sect was so far away—so far as to seem at the edge of the world.

How could they possibly know???

…………..

Although the flying warhorses were fast, it still took some time to return to the Gao clan residence.

Then suddenly, Su Bai stopped and turned his gaze downward toward Gao clan city.

It was a sword scar!!

A huge, enormous sword scar!!!

The scar pierced right through the entire Gao clan city, carved deep into the earth.

Thousands of li wide and tens of thousands of zhang deep, stretching beyond sight, it lay like a natural chasm across the sky dome.

Rivulets of blade-keen light flickered, slicing the firmament and tearing the ground.

Even if this sword qi had been struck long ago, it still exuded a terrifying, heart-stopping aura now, seeming capable of destroying everything.

That one sword once stirred heaven and earth, shaking Heaven and Earth itself!

Under the order of the Immortal Realm, a heavenly immortal could not possibly have produced such a sword!!!

Su Bai halted, staring at the sword scar below; a streak of sharp light passed through his eyes.

This sword intent…

Even across distant years, it still gave him a trace of familiarity.

Seeing Su Bai stop, Patriarch Gao glanced at the sword qi below and began to explain.

“My lord, this sword qi was done four thousand years ago by an ascendant!!”

“Hmph. My lord may not know—that hateful ascendant… bah! That despicable ascendant caused havoc in our Gao clan as soon as he ascended, killing dozens of our elders!!”

“This villain’s methods were extremely vicious! If not for our Old Ancestor Gao striking with thunder, the whole clan might have been uprooted!

“Still, that villain was formidable. In the end he cut out a sword that even severely wounded our Old Ancestor, causing him to cough blood and go into seclusion.”

“It even left this sword scar, causing tremendous losses for our Gao clan!!”

“We have already issued orders to capture this man. Once we learn his whereabouts, we will cut him to pieces, flay him, and pull out his tendons!!”

“We will make human-skin lanterns from his peeled flesh and grind his soul to feed the nine nether soul-eating ants!”

“Lord, here is this man’s portrait. If you learn anything about his trail, you must tell the Gao clan!!!”

The Patriarch of the Gao clan said this with a face twisted into a snarl!!

“Mm!” Su Bai nodded slightly and reached out to take the portrait.

The instant he saw the portrait, a terrifying gleam flickered across Su Bai’s eyes.

“What happened to that man afterward?”

He asked coldly, an icy chill shining in his gaze.

But because Su Bai stood up front, the Gao clan patriarch did not see the cold light in his eyes.

He continued to speak viciously: “Although that scoundrel’s power was great, he was after all only an ascendant—he had not transformed immortal power, let alone reached True Immortal.”

“Under the full-strength strike of our Gao clan’s True Immortal Old Ancestor, that man must have suffered irreparable injuries!!”

“This sword qi was probably just a last-ditch counterattack. So many years have passed, and there has been not the slightest clue of him!”

“Most likely he was too gravely wounded and perished!!”

“Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he’s probably hopeless of becoming a True Immortal in this life; his immortal foundation must have been severely damaged!!”

As the Patriarch of the Gao clan spoke, intense hatred flashed in his eyes, his grudge against that man seeming endless—he wished he could eat his flesh and wear his skin.

Hearing these words, a deep cold gleamed in Su Bai’s eyes.

At the same time, at the Heavenly Dao Sect,

Su Bai’s Second True Form, who had just escorted the ascendants back, sensed the summons from his True Self.

He immediately changed his appearance into that of a burly man with a thick beard, shouldering a broadsword, then merged into the Path of Concealment to hide his presence.

“Return to my True Self!”

In the next moment, his figure vanished from the Heavenly Dao Sect and rejoined his Immortal Realm True Self.

Because he had merged with the Path of Concealment, no one knew of the Second True Form’s arrival.

Afterward, Su Bai’s Second True Form quickly departed, heading to a certain spot on the map of Gao clan city.

The Gao clan city, the treasure vault!

Two sixth-rank celestial immortal elders were stationed there, now dozing off from boredom.

The Gao clan treasury—after a million years—no one dared to break in here!

So the duty of guarding the vault was extremely dull; they were nearly asleep.

But suddenly, a figure appeared before them.

The two celestial-immortal elders jolted awake instantly.

“Lo… lord!”

Seeing the visitor clearly, both elders trembled all over, nearly collapsing from fright.

They’d only been caught slacking off for a little while…

Why was their luck so terrible…

Why hadn’t the younger ones given them a heads-up??

“Open the vault doors!”

The Gao clan patriarch that “Su Bai” had transformed into spoke coldly, his tone indifferent.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

The two celestial immortals hurriedly replied, scrambling over to the vault doors to open them.

Creak—

As the vault doors opened, a burst of golden light exploded outward, blinding everyone.

Inside the Gao clan treasury lay the Gao clan’s million-year accumulation of treasures!!!

“Mm.”

Su Bai didn’t speak further. He stepped forward and walked into the treasury without hesitation.

The two celestial-immarnal elders followed behind in a daze, hearts pounding so hard they could hardly breathe. When they reached the inner hall, they saw Su Bai pause in front of a large bronze chest, his expression calm and unhurried.

“Open it.”

His voice was low, but it carried to every corner of the hall.

The two elders exchanged terrified glances, hands trembling as they lifted the heavy lid.

Creak—

As the chest opened, a pale, cold light spilled out, unlike the warm gold that had filled the outer vault. Nestled inside the chest lay only a single object: a rolled-up jade token, its surface etched with an intricate pattern that seemed to shift when viewed from different angles.

The elders’ faces drained of color. One of them stammered, “T-This… this is the Gao clan’s secret token from ten thousand years ago—only the patriarch and the True Immortals knew of it.”

Su Bai reached out and took the jade token, unrolling it with slow, deliberate motions. Up close, the engravings on the token were unmistakable: the insignia of a certain sect, faint but undeniably present.

“This—” Su Bai’s voice turned cold. “This belongs to the Aoki Immortal Sect.”

Both elders nearly fainted. “Impossible! That token—how could—”

“Silence.”

Su Bai’s gaze hardened. He raised the token, turning it so the faint emblem caught the light. “The Gao clan stole this a long time ago. Return everything taken from the Aoki Immortal Sect. Return it now.”

The patriarch’s portrait the elders had shown him earlier had not been an idle threat; it was a warning. The men before him could barely form a reply, mouths working soundlessly. Fear clamped like iron around their throats.

“Do you know what will happen if you refuse?”

Su Bai’s tone was not loud, but each word landed like a hammer. “I am Jin Buhuan of the Aoki Immortal Sect. The time for bargaining has long passed.”

Silence pressed into the hall. Outside, somewhere in the Gao clan city, a rooster crowed, ordinary and oblivious—as if the million years of greed and scheming could be dismissed with such banality.

Finally, one of the elders managed to choke out, “M-My lord… we—”

“Enough,” Su Bai interrupted. He drew the broadsword slung at his back with a single, smooth motion. The blade was old but keen; the air around it seemed to shiver.

“You will repay what you’ve stolen, down to the last piece. You will restore every token, every treasure, every record that belongs to the Aoki Immortal Sect. If the Gao clan cannot do this willingly, I will see to it that your vaults are emptied and your clan reduced to dust.”

The two elders collapsed to their knees, wailing and begging for mercy. Their pleas were raw and frantic, dripping with genuine terror.

“Good,” Su Bai said quietly. He tucked the jade token into his robe and turned, heading for the door.

The two elders scrambled after him, offering incoherent promises and swearing before their ancestors that they would obey.

As he left the treasury, Su Bai’s Second True Form—already merged back with his True Self—faded from the Gao clan city like a ghost, taking the threat with him.

By the time the Gao clan could gather themselves and send word to the patriarch, Su Bai had long since vanished from sight.