Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

The treasury of the Purple Mist Sect is located behind the mountain gate, inside a hollowed-out peak, protected by multiple formations.

Su Jie walked in alone, looked at the shimmering formations, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

"Heavenly Might!"

With a rumbling sound, the power of the Tao River was stirred, linked with the power of the Natural Law, causing the entire mountain peak to tremble violently, breaking the formations with Natural Power until they shattered.

After effortlessly breaking the formations, Su Jie leisurely walked inside.

Upon entering the treasury, the first thing that caught his eye was a misty starlight.

Thousands of tons of cut Starlight Ore were placed inside the treasury; this Starlight Ore is a specialty of the Purple Mist Sect, and the Mountain Protection Array is built based on the Starlight Ore district underground.

Although Starlight Ore is just an ordinary spiritual material, it is often used as the foundation for constructing cultivators' abodes, enhancing the spiritual energy gathering speed of the abode.

But thousands of tons of Starlight Ore are also a tremendous fortune, valued at over ten million Low Grade Spirit Stones.

This is likely the accumulated stock from years of continuous mining efforts by the Purple Mist Sect.

Su Jie's gaze shifted, looking at the disposition racks on another side, where various treasures were placed.

Elixirs, talismans, magic artifacts, spirit plants...

There was Mystic Sky Red Water floating, releasing scorching heat waves, twisting the air.

There was a Top Grade Nine Orifice Treasure Pill, inhaling and exhaling surrounding spiritual power, with pill patterns forming human shapes, seemingly an accomplished spirit, exhibiting extraordinary properties.

There was a Qilin Pearl Tree in full bloom, each fruit as radiant as a pearl, with brilliance filling the sky. A light breeze wafted through, bringing the fragrant aroma of the fruit, and just by smelling it, both body and soul were purified, spiritual power increased.

The sheer number of these treasures left Su Jie dazzled, his breathing quickened.

Take magic artifacts for example, the minimum grade here is Mid Grade Magical Artifacts, with over forty pieces in total and three Low Grade Magical Treasures.

In the central area, Top Grade Spirit Stones were stacked in a pyramid shape, with the dazzling spiritual power gathering into a mass, making it difficult to keep one's eyes open.

One Top Grade Spirit Stone is worth over a thousand Low Grade Spirit Stones.

And here, the number of Top Grade Spirit Stones exceeds eight thousand.

In the rear of the treasury, there were rows of bookshelves, containing original copies of various cultivation techniques and annotations and insights from the elders. Cultivation techniques are the foundation of each sect, and those collected by the Purple Mist Sect and stored in the treasury are by no means third-rate techniques.

This treasury's value and wealth are accumulated over thousands of years by the Purple Mist Sect, collected bit by bit by countless predecessors. The only one who could access this place would likely be the Sect Master of the Purple Mist Sect, but now it's all in front of Su Jie.

Su Jie's smile grew bigger, his heart heating up.

"Haha, these righteous sects are indeed as wealthy as nations. This time, I've truly hit the jackpot."

Su Jie made a rough estimate of the wealth within the treasury; the value here exceeds forty million Spirit Stones.

This is the essence of the Purple Mist Sect. It's important to note that an elder from the Secret Realm typically boasts wealth of only hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones, with Senior Secret Realm Elders having wealth exceeding millions.

For someone like Zhuang Liangru, a Daoist Platform Realm expert Su Jie had slain, his entire wealth was only worth about ten million Spirit Stones.

It is imaginable what a colossal fortune the fifty million Spirit Stones represent.

This is the thousand-year accumulation of the Purple Cloud Sect, now all in Su Jie's hands.

Of course, this treasury is not the entirety of the Purple Mist Sect's wealth. The elite members who are out would certainly have a large sum of wealth in their Storage Bags, like the sect master of the Purple Mist Sect, whose Storage Bag surely contains many good items.

"No one gets rich without windfall profits, the ancients were wise indeed. Ransacking a sect, pillaging centuries of heritage, is truly the fastest way to get rich!"

Su Jie couldn't stop the curvature of his smile, while he was satisfied searching the dazzling treasury.

...

Su Jie was looting in the treasury.

All across the Purple Mist Sect, similar looting was taking place.

In various spiritual medicine fields of the Purple Mist Sect, Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples were like industrious farmers, harvesting every spirit plant regardless of maturity, digging everything out completely, even the fertile spirit soil was taken by them, leaving not a single seed for the Purple Mist Sect.

In the Alchemy Pavilion and Refining Hall, large groups of Ghost Ridge Palace disciples rushed in like starving wolves entering a pen of sheep, their eyes shining brightly, plundering everything in sight.

Finished elixirs and magic artifacts were taken away, spiritual materials for alchemy and refining stolen, including alchemy furnaces and forging stations, all carried away by the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples.

These demon cultivator disciples, accustomed to poverty, had never seen such good things!

Normally at Ghost Ridge Palace, they hardly saved any wealth, having to pay elders' monthly salaries and sustaining their cultivation resource consumption, leaving many disciples in dire situations. Often, they would loot everything from enemies, including bodies to sell, revealing their sheer desperation.

Now, letting them pillage the Purple Mist Sect freely, they went mad with looting, each one full of energy, completely unfamiliar with fatigue.

At every valuable spot in the Purple Mist Sect mountain gate, the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples took everything they could get their hands on.

Those floor tiles made with spiritual materials were dug up, beams and pillars crafted from spirit trees dismantled, spirit pets and spiritual cranes running wildly were captured into cages, spiritual springs drained with mana.