Half a year passed by in the blink of an eye. News of the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor’s remains appearing at the western edge of the Bone Demon Wasteland. Treasure-seekers emerged one after another, returning to their sects laden with spoils. Although the manor was a minor immortal sect, its ruins contained vast riches: immortal artifacts, rare materials for artifact forging, and—most coveted of all—the Nine Immortals Bell, the sect's treasure. This bell could grant instant ascension to immortality for those below the immortal realm; even Immortal Platform experts would fight to the death for it. Yet, in the end, no one knew who claimed the Nine Immortals Bell; its disappearance became a mystery. Many had seen it in the treasury and attempted to commune with the immortal souls within; all failed. Additionally, quite a few people also managed to ring the Nine Immortals Bell. That sparked rumors that one of them gained the souls’ recognition. Still, no one knew the truth. Meanwhile, tales from the ruins spread. What drew the most discussion from the people was the feud between Chen Fan and Murong Ting. After all, Murong Qing’s immortal will had appeared, but it had failed to kill Chen Fan, allowing him to escape from death. It was a feat worthy of being mentioned alongside the mystery of the Nine Immortals Bell. By the time Chen Fan returned to the Featherlight Sect, Huang Wuji and the others had already completed their respective missions and returned. Chen Fan’s gains on this trip to the Bone Demon Wasteland were massive. Undoubtedly, more than anyone else. The coveted Nine Immortals Bell rested in his hands. He also secured ten immortal artifacts, along with a multitude of quasi-immortal artifacts and Grade 8 or 9 treasures. After returning to the sect, Chen Fan went to the Merit Hall to hand in his mission. He also exchanged unused treasures for merit points. The entire Merit Hall burst into a commotion when Chen Fan took out large amounts of Grade 8 and 9 treasures, quasi-immortal artifacts, and many precious materials for refining artifacts. The Merit Hall, always bustling with disciples taking missions and trading for cultivation resources, froze as eyes widened at the sight. The Merit Hall buzzed with murmurs. “Holy shit, where did this guy go to make such a fortune? So many treasures! Did he raid a bandit lair or something?” “Do you think an ordinary bandit lair would have so many treasures? Over a hundred treasures, thirty quasi-immortal artifacts, and refining materials worth a fortune. I bet he flipped an artifact-refining force upside down.” “Tch! Word of the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor’s remains appearing at the Bone Demon Wasteland has long since spread. Looks like he cleaned it out.” “That’s right. His mission was to hunt Demon Bone Spirits. Guess he stumbled into the ruins by sheer luck. Why isn’t my luck that good?” “I see. It’s too bad I was out on a mission at that time. Otherwise, I would have rushed over. Although the Mystical Gates Immortal Sect was a minor sect, I heard they had many treasures and immortal artifacts. It looks like the rumors were all true.” “You guys still don’t know who he is, do you? He’s Chen Fan. He joined the sect just half a year ago, and he’s from the lower realm. He got into a feud with Gu Xun as soon as he joined, and heavily injured Gu Xun, forcing him to rest in bed for three months.” “Tsk tsk, so he’s a ferocious guy. He doesn’t have any background to rely on, yet he still dared to injure Gu Xun heavily. Although the Gu Clan isn’t all that big, that’s bold for a country bumpkin.” “Hehe, I just received word that this guy got into a fight with the Apex Mystic Sect’s Murong Ting in the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor’s remains and nearly slaughtered him. He drew out Murong Qing’s immortal will and escaped in the end by detonating a mid-grade immortal artifact.” “No way... an immortal king’s will couldn’t kill him? Murong Qing must be slipping. But I’ll admit, Chen Fan pulled it off beautifully.” “It’s not just well done. Think about it. He detonated a mid-grade immortal artifact without hesitation. Could you do that?” “What’s there to bear? He was about to lose his life, so why care about an immortal artifact? Besides, with all the treasures he’s hauled in, he could trade for another one easily.” Chen Fan ignored them, calmly waiting for the elders to tally his loot. Even these seasoned Merit Hall elders, accustomed to grand occasions, were stunned. The pile of treasures filled the hall. In their eyes, Chen Fan, still only at the early Invincible Legendary realm, should have been an ant, yet here he was, shaking the room. An ant carried so many treasures back, and there were even treasures that moved them. How could they not be shocked? The elders overheard the crowd’s chatter. Hearing that Chen Fan had escaped an Immortal King’s immortal will shocked them further. Even they might not have survived such an encounter. Trace or not, that will belonged to a true immortal king. The elders finished making an inventory of the items. They were worth three hundred thousand merit points. Chen Fan exchanged the merit points for thirty thousand immortal stones. Then, he returned to the Immortal Tread Institution. Chen Fan called for Huang Wuji and the others to gather. “Senior Brothers and Sisters, long time no see.” “Little Junior Brother, we’ve heard about what happened at the Bone Demon Wasteland. We were worried about you for some time. We’re relieved to see you return in good health,” said Duanmu Lingxing with a smile. The source of thɪs content is 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 Chen Fan nodded and said, “Senior Brothers and Sisters, I obtained quite a few treasures in the Mystical Gates Immortal Manor this time. I even obtained ten immortal artifacts. I can’t use so many, and since you don’t have any, each of you pick one that suits you to strengthen your combat power.” He brought out all the immortal artifacts he had collected and placed them on the table, allowing Huang Wuji and the others to choose for themselves. There were all kinds of weapons. He didn’t hand these immortal artifacts to the sect. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have only gotten three hundred thousand merit points. Each one of these immortal artifacts was worth more than that. An immortal artifact could be sold for forty to fifty thousand immortal stones; even then, finding a seller was rare. “Hoho, I already have an immortal artifact, so I’ll pass,” Huang Wuji said with a smile. His purple-gold battle halberd was a low-grade immortal artifact, and that was enough for him. On the other hand, Di Chen and the others didn’t decline the offer. “We won’t stand on ceremony, then.”