Mo Wen had finally become the Sect Leader of the Dafang Sect. In such a huge sect, his words were absolute. He was practically no different from an emperor.
He had no sense of belonging to the Dafang Sect. His purpose for coming here was to plunder the sect. Naturally, he wouldn't care about the rules set by the Dafang Sect's ancestors.
Now that he was the Sect Leader, he naturally had to introduce new rules.
In the next few days, Mo Wen ignored the three aristocratic families and ordered them to rebuild the sect. After repairing the sect buildings that had been damaged by the battle, he hid in the Sect Leader's Palace and didn't show himself for a few days.
Wang Yinru's injuries were too serious. Mo Wen didn't dare to delay. He simply handled the affairs of the Dafang Sect and then focused all his attention on Wang Yinru's treatment. With such serious injuries, it would be fatal if it was delayed for a few more days. Even if she didn't die, she would most likely have internal injuries that would be hard to recover from.
Mo Wen's medical skills naturally didn't need to be mentioned. Especially after inheriting Ji Wuya's inheritance of the Medicine Sage, his understanding of medical skills had long surpassed that of before. It had reached a whole new realm. It could be said that calling him a miracle physician now was absolutely true. This was because not only had he mastered the medical skills of the mortal world, but he had also mastered the medical skills of the Immortal Cultivation world.
Of course, as the Medicine Sage, Ji Wuya's lifetime achievements were astonishing. It was impossible for Mo Wen to learn all of his skills in one go. Right now, he had only just begun to accept the inheritance and had only scratched the surface.
The Medicine Sage's inheritance was still in his body. As time passed, his understanding of alchemy and medical skills became deeper and deeper. Only then could he completely comprehend what the Medicine Sage had learned in his lifetime.
However, although Mo Wen's medical skills were astonishing, Wang Yinru's injuries were too serious. Her internal organs were injured, and her core was shattered. Under normal circumstances, this was equivalent to a dead person.
Although he could heal Wang Yinru's injuries, it was difficult to restore her Cultivation. This was because her core was shattered. For ancient martial art practitioners, the shattering of the core meant that their Cultivation would be crippled.
Of course, what stumped Mo Wen was not the medical skills, but the ingredients.
He knew that there were many pills that could repair Wang Yinru's core and completely restore her Inner Qi. However, even the cleverest housewife couldn't cook a meal without rice. The medicinal ingredients to concoct those pills were very precious.
It was very difficult for Mo Wen to obtain those medicinal herbs in such a short period of time.
After a few days of treatment, Wang Yinru's injuries were recovering every day. Her body was getting better every day, and her face began to regain color. A layer of her skin had also fallen off, becoming whiter and smoother. She had become a great beauty again.
Apart from the fact that she had no cultivation base and some serious internal injuries that had yet to heal, she did not look like a sick person on the surface.
The Dafang Sect still had ordinary medicinal herbs. It could even be said that they had everything. The financial power of a big sect was naturally very shocking.
However, it was difficult to find good items in the Dafang Sect. After all, the Dafang Sect was only an ancient martial arts sect and not an Immortal Cultivation sect. The things that Mo Wen could use were almost all related to Immortal Cultivation. Otherwise, normal things would not be able to restore a person's core. Once the core was destroyed, it meant that one was completely crippled.
After a few more days, Mo Wen gathered some of the experts of the Dafang Sect and started to reorganize the internal structure of the Dafang Sect. When the Jiang Clan was in power, many of the important positions were occupied by the people of the Jiang Clan. Even the three aristocratic families had a hard time inserting people into them.
Now that the Jiang Clan had been annihilated, those positions with real power were naturally empty.
For Mo Wen, the Dafang Sect did not have any talents that were worth his attention. Similarly, there were also no experts that were worth him recruiting. Hence, he could only focus his energy on wealth. The wealth of a big sect was naturally very shocking. Of course, he wanted to grasp all of it in his hands.
For example, the accounting elder was a very important position. He managed the resources and statistics of the Dafang Sect. Under normal circumstances, there would be three accounting elders. They would jointly manage the accounting and tabulate the sect's wealth.
Previously, the three accounting elders were all people of the Jiang Clan. Now, naturally, they had to be re-selected.
Mo Wen did not choose the people of the three aristocratic families to manage the accounting. Instead, he chose from the ordinary disciples of the sect. Just as Zhou Honglu had said, he would definitely not completely trust the three aristocratic families. Instead, he would nurture his own confidants.
"Huh? Why is the Dafang Sect's treasure trove so little? "
Mo Wen walked around the Dafang Sect's treasure trove. His expression was ugly as he walked out. The Dafang Sect was a dignified big sect, but the things in the treasure trove were actually so little. Moreover, they were all things that he did not fancy. Or rather, there was nothing good at all.
Logically, it was impossible for a big sect to only have so few things. Could it be that during the chaos, the three aristocratic families had done something to the treasure trove?
Mo Wen's gaze was somewhat unfriendly as he looked at the Zhou Clan's clan leader, Zhou Honglu. Mo Wen had abolished his title of Sect Grand Elder and made him a veteran of the Senate. To put it bluntly, it was an empty title that did not have any power. Moreover, he could not participate in the sect's affairs.
"Sect Leader, this has nothing to do with our three aristocratic families."
Zhou Honglu laughed bitterly and said helplessly, "The Dafang Sect's treasure trove has indeed been emptied long ago. In other words, the Jiang Clan's treasure trove is the real treasure trove of the Dafang Sect."
In the Dafang Sect, there had always been five aristocratic families. An important place like the treasure trove naturally could not be controlled by just one aristocratic family. Usually, the resources in the treasure trove could only be used with the approval of all five aristocratic families.
Hence, in the sect, there had always been a difference between the sect's treasure trove and the five aristocratic families' treasure troves.
However, ever since the Wang Clan had been destroyed and the Jiang Clan had taken over, the sect's treasure trove had become the Jiang Clan's private treasure trove. They had unscrupulously occupied the sect's resources, causing the sect's treasure trove to be empty and could even be said to be deserted.
For many years, the Jiang Clan had been plundering the sect's resources, taking the sect's wealth as their own and using it all on their clan. Hence, the Jiang Clan had become more and more powerful, so much so that they had far surpassed the other three aristocratic families in every aspect.
"So that's how it is."
Mo Wen's eyes lit up. The Jiang Clan was indeed smart, knowing to move the treasure trove back to their own home.
"Let's go to the Jiang Clan. Back then, the Jiang Clan shamelessly destroyed our Wang Clan, doing something that angered even the gods. Now, the Jiang Clan's private treasure trove will be our compensation. "
Mo Wen waved his hand and strode towards the Jiang Clan's territory. Each of the five aristocratic families had a territory in the Dafang Sect, which was considered the clan's private territory. However, now that the Jiang Clan had been destroyed, that territory was naturally empty.
Zhou Honglu and a group of Dafang Sect elders followed behind Mo Wen. The corners of their mouths twitched as they silently cursed Mo Wen for being shameless. Previously, the sect's treasure trove had been the sect's. Now that it had been changed to the Jiang Clan's treasure trove, it had directly become his personal belongings.
However, the group of people could only grumble in their hearts, not daring to say it out loud. This was because they still wanted to live for another two years. The youth's ferocious image would always be a shadow in their hearts.
The Jiang Clan's territory was very big, far bigger than the three aristocratic families. The environment was beautiful and the facilities were complete. From the territory, one could see the Jiang Clan's power and status.
"Have you found the Jiang Clan's treasure trove?"
Mo Wen was strolling in a garden, admiring the blooming flowers and the fish in the water. He was quietly waiting for news of the treasure trove.
A place like the treasure trove was an important place for any clan. It was hidden very deeply. It was very difficult for outsiders to know its exact location, as they were afraid of being robbed! In an hour's time, Zhou Honglu and the others had already found a few treasure troves. However, they were all fake to confuse the crowd.
The Jiang Clan could be said to be cunning and had racked their brains.
However, from this, it could be seen that the treasure trove was most likely not simple. Otherwise, the Jiang Clan would not have placed so much importance on it. After plundering the Dafang Sect for dozens of years, it was obvious how shocking the wealth inside was.
With a loud rumble, it seemed as though a house had collapsed. A group of people came out, their faces covered in dust.
"Elder, we found the treasure trove, but we can't go in," a person quickly ran over to report.
A man quickly ran over to report. He was covered in dust, and it was obvious that he had just come out from the collapsed building.
"Can't go in?"
Zhou Honglu's eyes widened. There were people in the Qi Nucleation realm among that group of people. They had followed them to search for treasure, but there was actually a place that they couldn't go in!
"Do you think we should go in now, or wait for the treasure trove to be opened first?"
Zhou Honglu looked at Mo Wen. Since the treasure trove had been found, opening it was naturally only a matter of time.
"Let's go in now," Mo Wen said with some interest.
Even ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm couldn't go in. The treasure trove was really tightly locked. The people of the Jiang Clan must have spent a lot of effort on it. He was now looking forward to it more and more.
The group of people walked to the front of a collapsed building. The surrounding houses had all collapsed. Clearly, someone had used brute force here.
Among the debris, a few disciples had dug a tunnel. Two to three meters below, there was a metal door embedded in the ground. It wasn't a big door, but it emitted a cold light. Under the refraction of the sunlight, it had a strong metallic texture, giving people the illusion that it was indestructible.
"Zhou Quan, was that the door that blocked your way just now?"
Zhou Honglu pointed at the metal door and shouted at a middle-aged man whose face was covered in dirt. This person was from the Zhou Clan and had Cultivation in the Qi Nucleation realm. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with the fact that Zhou Honglu had not handled the matter well.
"Third Master, that door is too hard. Without the key, I could only break it by force. In the end, the surrounding houses collapsed, but I still couldn't break the metal door," the person called Zhou Quan said helplessly.
The man called Zhou Quan said helplessly. He had used all of his strength. Under normal circumstances, even ten iron gates would have been smashed to pieces, let alone one iron gate.
However, the metal door didn't budge at all. In the end, the surrounding houses collapsed, and he was left with nothing but dust.
"Eh, a door made of Dark Blue Cold Iron?"
A glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He walked forward and touched the shining metal door. Indeed, there was an icy coldness that surged into his heart. It was colder than touching solid ice.
Vaguely, on the metal door, there was a dark blue light flashing. It was sometimes absent, and it would flash by unintentionally. Mo Wen was certain that this metal door definitely had Dark Blue Cold Iron in it.
A glint of joy flashed in his eyes. The Jiang Clan actually had such a good item. Although there wasn't much and only a small amount had been infused into the metal door, it was still a valuable item to Mo Wen. After all, Dark Blue Cold Iron was not an ordinary item. It was a material from the Immortal Cultivation world. (To be continued.)
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