"Yes, Temple Master. We'll inform the nine great temples right away!"
They didn't dare disobey the Temple Master's orders, so Dou Wujin and Ta Luo had no choice but to take their leave. The two of them then set off to visit the nine great temples again.
"Bingyuan, how much of the Ancestral Sacred Land does our Fifth Hall have?"
Jianchen asked Bingyuan after Ta Luo and Dou Wujin left.
"Temple Master, our Fifth Hall currently has about one and a half catties of Ancestral Sacred Land." Bingyuan cupped his fists.
"Only one and a half catties? Why is it so little? " Jianchen frowned. Compared to the High Grade Divine King Grass, the Ancestral Sacred Land was pitifully small.
"Temple Master, I'm afraid you don't remember. The Ancestral Sacred Land is different from the Divine King Grass. In our clan, the various grades of Divine King Grass can grow endlessly. Every hundred years, we can produce quite a bit. In addition, the High Grade Divine King Grass is almost useless to our clan, so over the years, we've naturally accumulated a lot of High Grade Divine King Grass. Not only is the Ancestral Sacred Land rarer than the Divine King Grass, but it also takes a very long time to form. "
"In addition, the most important reason is that the Ancestral Sacred Land is extremely valuable in the eyes of cultivators from the Outer Realms. Once our clan sells the Ancestral Sacred Land, the cultivators from the Outer Realms will often offer an extremely high price. They will fight over the Ancestral Sacred Land until their heads bleed. Therefore, our clan will take out a portion of the Ancestral Sacred Land to trade with the cultivators from the Outer Realms every once in a while in exchange for what our clan needs."
"As a result, our ten great temples don't have too much of the Ancestral Sacred Land stored away." Bingyuan patiently explained to Jianchen. After all, the Temple Master before him was still in a state of amnesia. He had completely forgotten everything that had happened in the past.
Without waiting for Jianchen to speak, Bingyuan took the initiative to retrieve all the Ancestral Sacred Land stored in the treasury and respectfully presented it to Jianchen.
The Ancestral Sacred Land was placed in a high-grade jade box, isolating all of its aura. It was impossible to sense any aura from the outside.
Jianchen gently opened the jade box. As soon as he opened it a small crack, a surge of vital energy immediately poured out of the jade box. This pure vital energy gathered together and formed a dazzling bright red light.
Jian Chen remained composed. He was not surprised by the pure vital energy in the jade box at all. This was because he had seen something even more powerful in the depths of the Desolate Plane. It was the fleshly core of Gusta, one of the three dark gold ape kings of the Ancient Era's Great Apes.
Compared to Gusta's Sacred Fleshly Core, the Blood Qi power contained in the Ancestral Holy Land was insignificant.
The only difference was that the level of the vital energy within the Ancestral Sacred Land was extremely high. At the same time, the vital energy seemed to contain the presence of the ways.
After studying the blood-red Ancestral Sacred Land in the jade box, Jianchen carefully placed it into his Space Ring. He asked Bingyuan, "How much of the Ancestral Sacred Land did you use to trade with cultivators in the outside world in the past?"
"Temple master, the Ancestral Sacred Land has been around for an extremely long time. As a result, every time we open it up to the public, we only take out an extremely small amount. Roughly every century, our clan will trade two to four ounces of the Ancestral Sacred Land to cultivators in the outside world," Bingyuan replied.
Jianchen was secretly surprised when he heard that. The value of the Ancestral Sacred Land had completely exceeded his imagination. He had never thought that cultivators in the outside world would only be able to obtain four ounces of the Ancestral Sacred Land from the Darkstar clan every century.
Currently, he possessed one and a half catties of the Ancestral Sacred Land. In other words, it would take at least four hundred years for cultivators in the outside world to obtain this amount of Ancestral Sacred Land from the Darkstar clan.
Bingyuan hesitated for a long time before he finally gathered his courage and said through gritted teeth, "Hall Master, the Dao Birth Fruit that the Great Emperor planted in the herb garden is in the process of evolving. During this period, the consumption of divine crystals in the herb garden has increased by several dozen times. The divine crystals that our fifth hall has accumulated over the years are simply unable to meet the demand of the herb garden."
"The cultivators from the outside world in the Hundred Saints City will often offer extremely high prices for the Ancestral Sacred Land. As a result, I would like to ask the temple master to leave some Ancestral Sacred Land for us to trade with cultivators from the outside world so that we can meet the demand of the garden."
Jianchen raised an eyebrow and asked casually, "How many divine crystals can one tael of the Ancestral Sacred Land be exchanged for?"
"At the very least, several hundred million supreme grade divine crystals! If the competition between cultivators in the outside world is intense, one tael of the Ancestral Sacred Land can even be sold for over a billion supreme grade divine crystals, "Bingyuan said. His eyes shone slightly as well. Clearly, even he was tempted by the amount of supreme grade divine crystals. Although the people of the Darkstar clan were unable to absorb the energy within divine crystals for their own use due to the different types of energy, divine crystals were the only way to maintain the supply of energy to the garden.
This was because all the heavenly resources in the garden came from the Saints' World, so they also needed the energy of the Saints' World to maintain them.
Even though Jianchen was prepared for this, he was still taken aback when he heard this number. This was because he was holding a fortune worth several billion or even several hundred billion supreme grade divine crystals.
He had looted the treasuries of a few peak organisations on the Cloud Plane, but the amount of divine crystals he had obtained was nowhere near this number.
However, he also understood that only the Darkstar clan would exchange something as precious as the Ancestral Sacred Land for divine crystals.
In the Saints' World, Jianchen did not doubt that the Ancestral Sacred Land would be a priceless treasure. It would not be enough to buy it no matter how many divine crystals there were. Basically, it would be exchanged for treasures of similar value.
However, the Ancestral Sacred Land had already fallen into his hands, so how could he exchange it for divine crystals? He said, "I will think of a way to get the divine crystals. Let's go. Pay a visit to the Hundred Saints City with me."
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Many people had already gathered in the Hundred Saints City's pantheon. All the prodigies who managed everything in the city had gathered together once again.
Aside from Chu Jie, Gong Ruize, Kong Feiying, Zhou Zhi, Zhao Wenbin, and the young master of the Ashwolf clan, Jin Hong, who had obtained the Grand Exalt's legacy, all the other prodigies had appeared in the pantheon.
They didn't talk to each other. Their faces were very ugly, and there was also a strong anger that was suppressed among them.
However, even though their emotions were extremely intense, none of them said anything. The entire pantheon was silent. It was extremely depressing.
All of this was because an uninvited guest had come to the Pantheon Hall. Clearly, the various organizations in the Pantheon Hall did not welcome this uninvited guest very much. However, due to various reasons, they were forced to personally receive this guest who possessed a rather special status.
And the reason why so many of them were angry was because of the guest's position at the moment.
The representatives of the various organisations all sat around a huge, round table in the pantheon. There was no hierarchy, which implied that they were all on equal footing.
However, at this moment, this uninvited guest moved a chair over and sat in the center of the round table, three meters above the ground.
His attitude was equivalent to trampling all the prodigies in the pantheon beneath his feet.
As a matter of fact, it could even be understood as him sitting on all the prodigies in the pantheon.
Unfortunately, the various organisations in the Hundred Saints City did not dare to speak up against this person's arrogance.
This was because the uninvited guest was one of the three vice-leaders of the seventh divine hall, An Lie.
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