Read Novel Full Chapter 478 Where's the Treasure?
Chapter 478 Where's the Treasure?
Azure Sun Holy Sect has completely surrendered!
Even their esteemed Sect Leader has abandoned them. So, they knew they were totally finished.
Bai Zihan wasn't going to spare them so easily either.
He looked down at the kneeling sea of golden robes, then at the four Immortals prostrated at the very front.
"Since you chose to surrender," he said flatly, "then surrender properly."
No one understood what he meant-
Until his next words fell.
"All disciples and elders of the Azure Sun Sect."
"Kneel fully. Foreheads to the ground."
A ripple passed through the crowd.
They were already kneeling.
But this-
This was complete prostration.
"What? Do you dare disobey me?"
Bai Zihan asked. It looked as if, if they did disobey, he would massacre them completely.
Knowing Bai Zihan, everyone believed that this might be what he would do.
After all, wasn't the Mei Clan destroyed just because they dared to help Shen Liang accuse Bai Zihan?
And this time, their crime was going after his life. There was no way he would let them off easily.
The Earth Immortal Ancestor closed his eyes briefly.
Begging for survival was far better than dying.
Then he lowered his head until it touched the stone.
The other three Immortals followed.
Like a collapsing tide-
Thousands bent forward.
Foreheads struck the ground.
"Confess your arrogance. Confess your greed. Confess that the Bai Clan showed mercy to vermin like you."
The courtyard trembled with suppressed rage and humiliation.
But no one dared remain silent.
"We were arrogant!"
"We were blind!"
"We thank the Bai Clan for sparing us!"
...
Voices overlapped chaotically.
Some choked.
Some cracked.
Some nearly screamed.
"Again!"
They repeated, and the whole Azure Sun Holy Sect began condemning themselves while praising the Bai Clan at the top of their lungs.
Bai Zihan listened without expression, nodding, satisfied with them.
"Good! You have learned some humility."
He said, seemingly satisfied.
Many were relieved since they thought that it was finally ending.
However, then Bai Zihan said,
"Give yourselves one hundred slaps."
Silence!
"Isn't this too much? We already surrendered?"
The Earth Immortal Ancestor tried to reason with Bai Zihan.
"Huh? You tried to kill me and I am being merciful to you. Do you think that I
am some kind of pushover?"
Bai Zihan said, his voice cold and threatening.
Gulp!
Looking at Bai Zihan's eyes, it didn't seem like he was joking when he said that
he was being merciful.
The Earth Immortal Ancestor's jaw tightened.
He raised his remaining hand.
Slap!
The sound was loud in the stillness.
Azure Sun's disciples and elders were shocked to see such a scene, something they had never expected in their lifetime.
The other Immortals followed.
Slap! Slap!
Across the courtyard-
Thousands of hands rose.
And fell.
The sound multiplied until it became a thunderous rhythm echoing through the
mountains.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Faces reddened.
Then they swelled.
Blood began to drip onto the stone.
Faces reddened.
Then they swelled.
Blood began to drip onto the stone.
Among the kneeling crowd, one Soul Formation disciple narrowed his eyes
slightly.
One hundred slaps?
Fine!
But no one said how hard.
He raised his hand high-
Smack!
The sound was loud enough.
But his palm barely touched his cheek.
Again.
Smack!
His head tilted dramatically, acting as if he had struck himself with force.
In truth, he barely felt pain.
As long as he completed the count, what did it matter?
He even sneered inwardly.
The young master can't possibly monitor thousands of people at once...
A shadow fell over him.
The disciple's heart skipped.
Before he could look up-
A calm voice sounded above him.
"Is this how you slap yourselves?"
It was Jin Yuanzhan. He was already notified on what to do by Bai Zihan.
The Soul Formation disciple stiffened.
Smack!!!
A terrifying palm struck across his face.
Qi-enhanced force exploded on impact.
His head twisted violently, bones cracking as blood and teeth sprayed from his
mouth.
He was sent rolling across the courtyard before crashing into a pillar.
The entire plaza froze for a split second.
Jin Yuanzhan stepped forward slowly, his aura steady despite being only at the
Nascent Soul Realm.
"Since you don't know how," he said coldly, "let me show you properly."
He dragged the half-conscious disciple up by the collar.
Then-
Smack!
Smack!!
Each strike carried condensed qi.
The Soul Formation cultivator couldn't circulate his own power to defend
himself under the Bai Clan's suppression.
His face caved in.
Blood poured.
By the tenth strike, his consciousness shattered.
By the twentieth-
He went limp.
Jin Yuanzhan let the corpse drop like trash.
Silence crushed the courtyard.
Many who had secretly harbored the same idea felt cold sweat trickle down
their backs.
Their hands, which had been moving lightly-
Immediately grew fierce.
Slap! Slap!!
Skin split.
Better to suffer their own palms than have someone else use qi and get beaten.
The thunderous rhythm resumed, louder than before.
Even the Immortals struck themselves without holding back.
By the hundredth strike-
The courtyard was silent again.
Swollen faces.
Broken teeth.
Blood staining golden robes.
Bai Zihan swept his gaze across them.
"Seal their cultivation!"
Bai Clan elders stepped forward immediately.
They moved with extreme precision and blocked their meridians, making it
difficult to circulate their Qi.
When it was done, thousands knelt there-powerless.
Bai Zihan turned toward the four Immortals.
"The treasury"
The Earth Immortal Ancestor's face twitched faintly.
"...This way!"
He rose slowly and led them deeper into the sect.
Bai Ren walked beside Bai Zihan without a word. His senses swept the
surroundings continuously.
Even in surrender, no risks could be taken, especially when it came to Bai
Zihan's life. They passed through courtyards and inner halls until they reached a massive bronze gate embedded into a cliff wall behind the main peak. Ancient formations flickered faintly across its surface. The Earth Immortal raised his hand and pressed his palm against the seal.
Layers of restriction unraveled.
The gate rumbled open.
A wave of dense spiritual energy poured outward.
Inside-
Rows upon rows of artifacts floated in arrays. Blades, spears, shields, robes.
Earth-grade materials stacked in crystal cases.
Gold piled like small hills.
Bottles of every tier of pills. The accumulation of thousands of years.
The Earth Immortal lowered his head stiffly. "This is our sect's treasury." Bai Zihan stepped inside calmly.
His gaze swept across everything once.
Then twice.
No change in expression.
Nothing here compared to what he already possessed.
Nothing surpassed the Bai Clan's own treasury either.
Bai Ren snorted lightly.
"Azure Sun Holy Sect is poorer than I expected."
"Well, just what I expected from them." Bai Zihan also agreed.
Those words felt like a slap to Ancestor's face.
Thousands of years of hard work resulted in this treasury, and Bai Ren dared call it poor.
Of course, while he wouldn't deny that it might not compare to the Bai Clan, it
was still plentiful.
Moreover, despite insulting their sect's treasury, Bai Zihan still moved to take everything here. Everything began to vanish into Bai Zihan's storage ring.
Even the ores and low-tier materials were not spared.
In less than a dozen breaths-
The vast treasury was stripped clean.
Bare walls remained.
The Earth Immortal felt his vision blur slightly.
Not a single item left.
Not even scraps.
His hands trembled faintly within his sleeves. Thousands of years.
Generations of accumulation. Carefully preserved for future prosperity.
He had once refused to squander these resources even when the sect expanded, always thinking of tomorrow. Who would have thought-
That tomorrow would come like this? All of it.
In another person's pocket.
He suddenly wished he had wasted more.
At least then, it wouldn't feel like watching someone carry away their entire
history in a single wave of a sleeve.
The treasury was emptied.
Bai Zihan stood at the entrance for a brief moment.
The Azure Sun Ancestor thought that this would be it.
But then-
Bai Zihan's eyes shifted back to him. "There is one more thing." The Earth Immortal's heart tightened.
"Where is the Sun Dao Fragment?"
The four Immortals stiffened.
The Earth Immortal forced a strained smile. "That... is a sacred inheritance of our sect. Surely the Bai Clan does not intend
to strip us of even-"
He didn't finish.
Bai Zihan looked at him.
Just a look.
But those cold, dark eyes held absolute indifference.
Azure Sun was already in his palm.
Whether they lived or died depended on his mood.
The Earth Immortal's throat went dry.
"...This way, please!"
He turned immediately.
They traveled deeper into the forbidden mountain.
This time, the path led beneath the main peak, descending into an underground
chamber carved from black spiritual stone.
At the end stood a colossal gate.
Unlike the treasury door- This one radiated ancient authority. Powerful arrays intertwined across its surface like a blazing sun frozen in time.
Complex runes pulsed rhythmically, releasing waves of scorching Dao intent.
Even approaching it caused the air to distort.
The Earth Immortal stopped several dozen steps away.
"This is where the Sun Dao Fragment is sealed."