1399 Entering Heaven Abyss (3)
“We will recruit sword practitioners, and their leaders are all sword cultivators. The fundamental cultivation method taught to us is also the Sword Dao. By recruiting sword cultivators, we can make suitable arrangements.”

Gongsun Yangjin’s words received nods from the crowd.

“Our team is recruiting 18 cultivators at the Heavenly Venerable Realm.” Not far away, a few people from the Phoenix Forest Stronghold began to shout.

“I want nine slots, with a minimum requirement of reaching the Sage realm.” Some others raised their hands and looked around.

Unfortunately, most of the onlookers from the mountain clans only responded with laughter and sneers, with only a few showing interest.

This made the cultivators of Phoenix Forest Stronghold feel a little embarrassed.

However, they had anticipated this kind of response in this situation.

“Buzz!”

With a light sound, Cao Xiaoliu had already grasped the long-handled battle ax in his palm.

A faint aura of immortality surrounded him.

Even without wearing battle armor, the refined battle armor could still provide protection.

After refining a numinous treasure, not only could it increase one’s strength, but it could also increase one’s cultivation and combat strength.Spiritual treasures, after being refined, not only enhanced one’s inherent strength but also augmented their cultivation and combat abilities.

For example, at this moment, Cao Xiaoliu, with the help of a few spiritual treasures, had elevated his cultivation to the pinnacle of the Human Immortal realm and possessed formidable combat power, making him a formidable opponent within the same realm.

However, this came at great cost and was not sustainable for long.

Enough.

He shouted loudly, soared into the air, and charged towards the group of onlooking cultivators.

A silver flame erupted from his long-handled battle ax, transforming into a silver violent bear that roared as it emerged.

Spiritual treasure!

As the violent bear charged, lower-cultivated cultivators turned pale and fled in terror.

Only those Sages or Heavenly Venerables dared to block with their Dao techniques and weapons.

There was a large array protecting the city. Although the power of the spell was weak, it could still be activated.

Beyond the array, their magic power would be significantly suppressed, with only their own vital energy and battle armor providing the foundation.

The battle-ax swept through the crowd.

On the flying ship above their heads, the eyes of the Guyang Gang cultivators lit up.

“Although he’s using the power of spiritual treasures, his combat instinct is outstanding.”

Someone whispered, with a hint of recruitment in his eyes.

“Boom—”

Below, a second roar sounded.

Then, the cultivators of Phoenix Forest Stronghold rushed out.

The best way to recruit experts was to take action themselves!

“Bang!”

The violent bear’s fist slammed a burly man to the ground, and Cao Xiaoliu’s battle ax came to a halt just half a foot away from the man’s face, as he stared in shock and despair.

The edge of the battle ax was mere inches from his face.

“Do you surrender?” Cao Xiaoliu bellowed.

“I surrender, I surrender…” The burly man, drenched in cold sweat, hurriedly replied.
“Follow me and help me defeat our enemies.” Cao Xiaoliu shouted, raising his battle ax and charging forward.

The burly man got up from the ground, took a deep breath, and quickly followed.

The scene below was chaotic, but the members of the Guyang Gang on the ship’s deck were dumbfounded.

Even the elite disciples were filled with astonishment.

Spiritual treasure.

They were all spiritual treasures.

Every one of the Phoenix Forest Stronghold cultivators had a spiritual treasure!

How was this possible?

Even among their elite disciples, not everyone possessed a spiritual treasure!

In the entire Guyang Gang, did they even have a thousand people with spiritual treasures?

The Guyang Gang had millions of members, with only one person among thousands having a spiritual treasure.

Could it be that Phoenix Forest Stronghold was even richer than the Guyang Gang?

“I understand.” On the deck, a white-haired old man stared down with greed in his eyes. “They must have discovered a secret place!”

A secret place.

Very likely.

Within the Abyss, there were countless legacies and hidden treasures.

Countless stories of sudden wealth circulated within Ten Thousand Magnificence City.

For those with good fortune, they might stumble upon a treasure trove directly.

“From this perspective, these Phoenix Forest Stronghold members are even more worthy of being recruited.” On the deck, a young man in pale armor turned to his junior brother and said, “Qi Yuanwu, sorry, but I’m going to recruit the Phoenix Forest Stronghold’s people.”

“Haha, I, Du Xinshen, am also interested.”

“Hmph, even these hundreds of spiritual treasures are worth it. I, Song Ze, will take them.”

The people on the deck all spoke out, and for a moment, their intentions clashed, stirring up a tempestuous atmosphere.

This left the cultivators fighting below in shock.

Huang Zhihu and Yunduan exchanged glances.

As those in higher positions, they could see through these little schemes quite clearly.

“Don’t rush; let them fight it out.” Yunduan chuckled and looked towards the Phoenix Forest Stronghold disciples returning with their teams.

Each of them had gathered four cultivators, making this task quite easy.

In a matter of moments, the number of cultivators in the Phoenix Forest Stronghold had grown to over 1,500 people.

In the world of cultivation, respect for the strong was even more pronounced on this level within Ten Thousand Magnificence City.

When their squad leader possessed a spiritual treasure and formidable strength, it became easier for them to accept submission.

Even those who weren’t chosen felt particularly envious.

“Wait here while I go collect weapons,” said a middle-aged man in a black robe, clearing his throat and striding forward.

Just a moment ago, he was a sergeant. Now, he was a lieutenant.

All the cultivators gathered around Huang Zhihu, and she turned to look at Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen shook his head helplessly and threw out a pile of swords.

The black swords were of excellent quality, but they lacked refinement, making them less spiritual.

These swords were the embryonic form of the Mystic Sun Sword and were considered treasures of high quality.

“One sword for each of you; they’re still pretty good quality treasures.”

Zhao Chen said with a hint of reluctance.

These kinds of treasures required long-term nurturing, and in his hands, they were relatively useless.

If it weren’t for him forgetting to handle them in the Immortal Burial City, he wouldn’t have brought them along.

“Magic treasure!”

“At the very least, they are mid-tier treasures.”

All the battalion commanders were excitedly exclaiming.