Chapter 325: Fifth-floor treasure house, fifth-level demon soul!

Pushing open the two doors, the first level becomes extremely vast, with colorful precious light shining through.

Looking to the left, what comes into view are square jade boxes filled with various elixirs.

In the outside world, these magical herbs are hard to come by for ordinary wealthy and powerful families, but here they are casually placed on the shelves.

The ages range from hundreds to thousands of years, and there are at least thousands of them!
On the right side are countless spiritual materials, including spiritual wood, gold, stone, etc.!
The number is too numerous to count.

The Mohist tradition has been passed down for countless years, and worldly gold, silver and antiques are not even qualified to be placed in this treasure house.

And this is just the first layer.

“My Lord, there are a total of 1,213 spiritual herbs here, all of which are the accumulation of the Mo family over the years!”

“In addition, there are more than 30,000 pieces of various spiritual materials… All of them that can be placed here are top-quality materials for making mechanisms!”

“Only disciples of the Mohist School who are above the rank of Great Confucianist are eligible to apply for the use of the service based on their meritorious contributions.”

“The rest of the low-level spiritual materials are stored in the large warehouse behind the sunglasses and are usually used by ordinary Mo family disciples.”

“My Lord, please follow me…”

During this period, Sun Kexing hoped to be lucky enough to preserve the Mohist heritage, and he was mentally prepared for the result that the Mohist collection that had been treasured for countless years would change hands.

As he spoke, he led the group forward.

Gongshu Jun, who was walking behind, looked at the large amount of spiritual materials with his eyes shining.

The Mohist school’s domineering mechanical arts are, in the final analysis, also mechanical arts.

These materials are most needed.

But considering Gongshu’s collection, it is less than one-tenth of what is here.

This is the difference between Confucianism and Taoism and ordinary schools of thought.

Apart from other things, Mohist disciples are spread all over the place, and whenever they find spiritual materials, they will notify Mohist masters to come and either purchase or seize them.

This alone is far beyond the reach of Gongshu Jia, who was hiding in Guanzhong.

Walk all the way to the deepest part of the first level treasure house.

However, in a cabinet made of ten thousand year old cold jade, there were three magical herbs.

The one on the far left has six leaves, and the patterns on the leaf stems look like dragon patterns.

The color is deep red, just like blood.

As the light flows, it gives people a feeling that it may drip at any time.

In addition, this spiritual medicine exudes a faint aura of oppression. Ordinary people standing here cannot even last three breaths.

“Ten thousand year old dragon blood grass?”

Seeing this scene, Jia Cong suddenly guessed something and asked softly.

It was quite a coincidence that it was the year before last when the southern expedition started and Jia Cong led his fleet south for the first time.

On the sea, he met people from the Zhang family, the medical saint of Nanyang.

The Zhang family’s ancestor’s illness relapsed and he just happened to be lacking a thousand-year-old dragon blood grass.

More than a dozen countries, large and small, were destroyed in Southeast Asia, but Jia Cong didn’t see a single one.

I didn’t expect to find it in the Mohist treasure house.

“My Lord, you have good eyesight. This ten-thousand-year-old dragon blood grass was accidentally found by the founder of the Mohist School a thousand years ago and has been treasured here.”

“Besides that, the one on the left is a white jade flower.”

“According to the records of the Master Gongsheng.”

“This flower only grows on the skeleton of the Demon King above the fifth level. It gathers all the essence of the Demon King’s skeleton. It takes a thousand years to take root, a thousand years to grow, and a thousand years to bloom!”

“The material of its flowers is like stone and jade, and it has the effect of resurrecting the dead.”

“It not only targets the body, but can also save the soul. As long as there is a trace of Yang Shen left, the person can be saved.”

Sun Kexing began to explain.

When it comes to prolonging life, the most famous elixir is ginseng.

It’s just that the medicinal power of ordinary hundred-year or even thousand-year-old ginseng is not even at the fifth level.

It won’t have much effect even on beings in the fourth realm.

This day, the White Jade Flower can take effect on the fifth realm, which is equivalent to a second life.

Jia Cong couldn’t use it himself, but he prepared it for Baochai, Daiyu, Miaoyu and others.

“There is also this thousand-year-old green blood grass. It has a small chance of appearing only in an ancient battlefield where more than a million people have died. For monsters…”

“Roar!”

Sun Kexing continued to introduce another magical herb, but he hadn’t finished his words yet.

The white tiger Dabai that was following behind Jia Cong couldn’t wait to let out a low roar.

A pair of tiger eyes stared anxiously at the thousand-year-old green blood grass.

Born in the most tragic ancient battlefield, it grew up with the blood, resentment, and residual souls of millions of people.

Except for a small number of Xuanmen monks who practice evil methods, it is a highly poisonous substance to most people.

But for monsters, this happens to be the most precious medicine.

It is useless to people, but it is still placed here by the Mohist school, which is enough to show its preciousness.

“You, Dabai, are born with a dog’s nose!”

Seeing this, Jia Cong shook his head and cursed with a smile.

His mount Dabai also began to follow Jia Cong at the beginning of his rise.

Now the realm of the fourth-level demon king is indeed gradually failing to keep up with Jia Cong’s pace.

He stretched out his hand and a ray of divine power wrapped around the Thousand-Year-Old Green Blood Grass flew out and landed in front of Dabai.

“Go find a place outside to absorb and digest it yourself. There’s not enough space here for you to work hard!”

“Thank you, Master!”

After burying his head deep in the ground and bowing in thanks, Dabai couldn’t wait to leave with the thousand-year-old green blood grass.

……

“My Lord, please follow me!”

After a quick tour of this floor, Sun Kexing led Jia Cong and his party out of the first floor of the treasure house and went up the stairs again.

Soon, two more doors appeared.

Pushing the door open, this level of the treasure house was filled with tens of thousands of mechanisms of varying sizes.

“My Lord, this is the mechanical object that the Mohist School has stored over the years…”

“Many of them are just spare parts, but there are also some finished products…”

“Take this beacon crossbow for example. If a second-level Confucian holds this crossbow and uses his literary energy to fire it, he can shoot up to three crossbow arrows. If used well, it can pose a threat to a third-level existence.”

“Besides that, even ordinary people, with the Mohist’s special beacon crossbow arrows, can threaten the existence of the second realm.”

Sun Kexing casually opened a few boxes, inside which were neatly arranged crossbows.

In fact, there are not many such sophisticated crossbows in the second-level treasury.

The vast majority of them are mechanical parts whose functions cannot be seen, and some are large mechanical devices.

At least one third of it is not used for killing on the battlefield, but to benefit the people. In Jia Cong’s view, even in his previous life, it could be called black technology if used for production.

It’s a pity that it was built a very long time ago.

It is obvious at first glance that today’s Mohists have long since abandoned the name of “universal love and non-aggression” and are wholeheartedly pursuing powerful lethal mechanisms.

“How much does this beacon crossbow cost?”

Jia Cong took the crossbow and played with it for a while.

“My Lord, not counting the cost of the Mo family’s disciples, it would cost about eight thousand taels of silver to make one.”

“If it is paired with crossbow arrows, I’m afraid each arrow will cost a thousand taels of silver.”

Sun Kexing calculated it silently in his mind and answered, “The main thing is that this crossbow needs a kind of low-level spiritual material, the Fire Cloud Tree, which comes from a volcanic island in the south.”

“Only a crossbow arrow shot in this way can have the power of fire.”

“If I ask you to lower the material cost, you only need to let ordinary people have the power to threaten the seventh or eighth level of body forging.”

“Are you sure you can control the cost to one-third?”

“This… shouldn’t be a big problem. A disciple of the Mohist School once developed a similar crossbow, which only used a very small amount of spiritual materials in key parts.”

“Although the power has been reduced, the cost has also been controlled.”

Jia Cong nodded and said nothing more.

After all, it is the Mohist school that has been passed down for countless years!

Speaking of mechanisms, not to mention the one in Sun Kexing’s hand, even the simplified crossbow that Jia Cong had just asked about was far more powerful than the current Western muskets. It also made Jia Cong more confident about his future path!

Climbing the technology tree doesn’t necessarily have to be a one-way street with gunpowder!

In a world with extraordinary beings, extraordinary power is the real mainstream and is also the path that best suits the development of Shinto.

After leaving the second floor, everyone went up to the third floor!

“Mo Family!”

This time, as soon as he entered the door, Gongshu Jun showed an angry look on his face.

Without him!

The treasures on the third floor of the Mohist treasury are most chaotically displayed.

These are all treasures collected by the Mohist School from other schools of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

A rough estimate is that there are at least three thousand pieces.

The effects vary.

The most talked about one among them is the tyrannical mechanical puppet from Gongshujia, the mortal enemy of Mohism.

Some are broken, and some are complete.

Each puppet represents a sacrificed member of Gongshu’s clan.

Seeing Gongshu Jun’s angry expression, Sun Kexing just bowed slightly but didn’t say anything more.

The Gongshu school and the Mohist school fought openly and secretly for many years.

It is no longer clear who is right and who is wrong.

It is not something that can be decided by Sun Kexing, a semi-saint of the Mohist school who has not changed his surname.

In the final analysis, it’s all about interests!
Within Confucianism and Taoism, there can only be one Sage of Craftsmanship!
It represents a huge faction within Confucianism and Taoism, and also represents the share occupied within Confucian and Taoist rules.

No one can give up this title that represents huge benefits.

Moreover, the Mohist school later joined Jia Cong’s army. Needless to say, Gongshu Jia was still the Mohist school’s biggest rival.

In this case, the attitude will naturally not be very good.

After all, Gongshu Jun was sensible. The Gongshu family’s starting point under Jia Cong was already higher than that of the Mohist school.

The remaining masters also outnumber the Mohists.

Fighting is acceptable, and in a sense Jia Cong is even willing to see competition among the forces under his command.

But the fight must be kept within a certain range.

After the third floor, the fourth floor is up!

It was originally thought that Jia Cong would not be able to use most of the Mo family’s collection, but unexpectedly, the fourth level of the treasure house gave Jia Cong a huge surprise.

In terms of area, the fourth floor is not even one-fifth of the two floors below.

There is only a huge room of more than 300 square meters.

Inside were boxes made of locust wood.

What’s inside is none other than the demon souls that Mohist School has collected over the years!
“My Lord, there are a total of 152 third-level great demon souls, eight fourth-level demon king souls, and two fifth-level early-stage demon emperor souls!”

“These are all collected and accumulated by the ancestors of the Mohist School over countless years.”

“Some of the Mohist’s powerful mechanisms need to be refined into demon souls in order to operate automatically…”

“Besides that……”

Sun Kexing began to introduce himself, but halfway through his words he glanced at Gongshu Jun and stopped talking.

The Mohists used demon souls only as an aid, and their uses were not as great as one might think.

Among the hundreds of schools of Confucianism and Taoism, the one that has the greatest demand for demon souls is the one that has the greatest demand for demon souls.

The first choice is Gongshujia’s domineering mechanical puppet.

The Mohist school’s wanton collection of these demon souls was, in a sense, also a suppression of the Gongshu school to prevent it from becoming more powerful.

“There are fewer and fewer monsters nowadays. How come the Mo family has so many monster souls?”

When Jia Cong saw these evil spirits, he couldn’t help but glance sideways.

Monsters are bloodthirsty and the consequences are serious!
Each of these demon souls can be ennobled to become a ghost or god under your command!
Greatly enhance the power of Shinto.

“In reply to your question, Lord, before the Sui and Tang Dynasties, monsters were not as rare as they are now. Most of them were left behind by the ancestors of the Mohist School at that time.”

“It is sealed with the Mohist mechanism and nourished with the intermediate spiritual material Yinhuai wood, which is the only way to keep it alive until now.”

“Not bad!”

After touring the Mohist treasure house, this was the first time that Jia Cong showed a look of approval.

“Sister Bao, please collect these evil spirits first.”

There was nothing else to do, but Jia Cong asked Baochai to collect these evil spirits as soon as possible.

One hundred and fifty-two great demon souls of the third realm!

Eight demon kings and demon souls of the fourth realm!
There are also two fifth-level demon emperor spirits!
Adding up, there are more than one hundred powerful ghosts and gods!
“it is good!”

Wait until Baochai has finished collecting!

Only then did everyone arrive at the fifth floor.

There is nothing else on this floor except the cultural treasures accumulated by the Mohist school over the years.

More than 700 cultural relics of great scholars!

More than sixty pieces of great scholarly treasures!

There are also nine semi-holy treasures!

If you put it outside, it will also be a huge gain that is unimaginable.

The number of cultural treasures was so large that it was only obtained when Jia Cong destroyed Beikong before.

The combined harvest of the two things, such a terrifying cultural treasure, is enough to enable Dongli Academy to develop rapidly.

……

We arrived at the sixth floor, which was the control center of the Mechanical City and was only the size of a room.

In the very center is a small statue of Mozi.

Jia Cong dripped blood on it and refined it with divine power. From then on, the Mohist Mechanical City had changed hands.

From then on, without Jia Cong’s permission, even Sun Kexing, a half-saint of the Mohist school, could no longer control the mechanisms in the Machinery City.

There’s not much to say about this.

The real highlight is yet to come.

“Mr. Gongshu!”

After taking over the Mechanical City, Jia Cong turned and looked at Gongshu Jun.

“My subordinate is here!”

“My subordinates are in need of talents right now, so I have no choice but to recruit the Mohists into my fold.”

“This is my fault!”

“From this harvest of the Mo Clan, I will refine Daoist soldiers with the demon soul, and the Gongshu Clan can take 30% of the remaining as compensation!”

“What do you think, Mr. Gongshu?”

……

“My Lord, this?”

Gongshu Jun was stunned when he heard this, and spoke subconsciously…

It’s not that I’m expressing opposition, I just didn’t expect Jia Cong to ask Gongshujia for compensation because of this matter.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, Jia Cong’s attack on the Mohist school had already dealt a heavy blow to the Mohist school.

Now that the Mohist School has surrendered, it is normal to recruit them into your army.

After all, at this time, there was only one half-saint left in the Mohist School, Sun Kexing. It belonged to Jia Cong’s Mohist School, not the Mohist School led by the three great masters such as Mo Guang.

Before this, even Gongshu Jun had no objection.

But she never expected that Jia Cong would offer compensation for this.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed 30% of the treasures that the Mohist School had accumulated over countless years.

This is more treasure than what is in Gongshujia’s treasury.

“My Lord, this is too much!”

“The public loser takes one layer, which is enough to make up for the loss!”

(End of this chapter)