Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 579 - 290: Longevity Skill Mastered

In the blink of an eye, a year passed by swiftly.

Wanyue Mountain, the headquarters of the Hundred Bamboo Sect.

This sacred place in the eyes of the cultivators of Wind Country was currently shrouded in a layer of gloom.

The treasury of the Hundred Bamboo Sect was located deep within the mountain, usually quiet and solemn.

However, today, the atmosphere inside the treasury was tense and oppressive, with seven or eight cultivators of the Hundred Bamboo Sect staring grimly at an empty tray.

"How could the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood possibly get stolen?"

Mo Li’s eyes were cold as frost, like two sharp blades, staring straight at a burly middle-aged man, and he asked harshly.

His voice echoed in the treasury, carrying a trace of disbelief and anger.

"Disc... disciple truly does not know!"

The burly middle-aged man’s face was as pale as paper, his body involuntarily trembling as he answered, "It was fine yesterday, today when I came to see, it had disappeared!"

His forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes showed fear and panic.

"Hmph!"

A hook-nosed man radiating the pressure of Golden Core Perfection snorted coldly, "Could it be that this near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood grew wings and flew away?"

They knew that their treasury was shielded by a Fourth Rank Array.

Without an Array Token, to steal this near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood silently would at least require Nascent Soul cultivation and a Fourth Rank Array Master.

Cultivation of such a level did not exist anywhere in Wind Country.

If it was a cultivator from another country, simply infiltrating to steal a near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood made no sense.

Thus, most likely it was the act of their own cultivators from the Hundred Bamboo Sect.

"This matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

Mo Li’s eyes surged with killing intent, "If it truly was done by our internal cultivators, they must be severely punished!"

Not only because of the preciousness of the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood but also because the Hundred Bamboo Sect had not experienced such incidents for many years.

If this matter was not thoroughly investigated, how could the Hundred Bamboo Sect maintain its reputation?

"Indeed, we must get to the bottom of this!" the other cultivators echoed.

It was at this moment.

The present Golden Core Cultivators suddenly sensed something.

"The Ancestor has emerged from seclusion!"

Their expressions changed drastically.

Immediately, after hastily instructing the disciples present, they each exerted their divine techniques, transforming into streams of light, rushing toward the Ancestor’s cave dwelling.

A quarter-hour later, they finally arrived in the Ancestor’s cave dwelling.

"Paying respects to Wan Chun Ancestor!"

The Golden Core Cultivators collectively bowed respectfully to the seemingly old yet youthful figure above them.

Though this person appeared childlike, he was in fact the renowned Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Hundred Bamboo Sect — Wan Chun Ancestor.

Wan Chun Ancestor sat on a meditation mat, his loose robe fluttering slightly in the wind. Though his face appeared youthful, it bore the weathering of time.

He slightly raised his eyelids, and his gaze, calm like a deep pool, swept slowly over everyone, nodding without expression. His demeanor clearly exuded a hint of displeasure.

It was hardly surprising for him to be unhappy, as this seclusion was meant to push him to the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul level, for which he had made significant efforts, only to ultimately fail.

"Has anything major happened recently?"

Wan Chun Ancestor asked lightly.

Though his voice was soft, it carried an undeniable authority, echoing throughout the cave.

Upon hearing the Elder’s query, the expressions of those present instantly turned quite unsightly, as they began stammering and hesitated to speak.

They knew the Ancestor was in a foul mood, and the matter of the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood theft might incite his thunderous wrath.

Yet under the Ancestor’s authority, they dared not conceal it.

"Hmm?"

Noting this, Wan Chun Ancestor frowned, his Nascent Soul pressure rippling outward. This pressure, like a surging tide, filled the entire cave instantly.

The Golden Core Cultivators felt an intangible pressure rushing toward them, making it difficult to breathe, their faces instantly turning pale.

"Speak, what has happened?"

Wan Chun Ancestor asked coldly, his gaze like lightning, staring directly at them.

"Reporting to the Ancestor,"

Mo Li bit his lip, reluctantly stepped forward, and recounted the incident of the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood being stolen in full detail.

Upon hearing this, Wan Chun Ancestor, already in a poor mood, found his mood worsening, emanating waves of coldness.

Without a word, he maneuvered his Escape Light and flew towards the treasury. That Escape Light, like a stream of light, vanished from everyone’s sight in an instant.

Seeing this, the others could only obediently maneuver their Escape Light to follow.

Not long afterward.

Wan Chun Ancestor arrived at the treasury first.

"Ancestor."

The disciples of the Hundred Bamboo Sect guarding the treasury greeted respectfully, but Wan Chun Ancestor paid them no heed.

He went directly to the spot where the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood was stolen, and began a careful investigation.

A moment later, several Golden Core Cultivators arrived at the site, silently standing behind him, not daring to disturb.

Watching the Ancestor’s focused back, Mo Li didn’t dare to make a sound, but in his mind, he contemplated Gu Yuntao’s expedition against the Seed Puppet Sect.

Now that the Ancestor had come out of seclusion, encountering the matter of the near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood theft, he must be in a terrible mood, which would likely greatly affect Gu Yuntao’s expedition against the Seed Puppet Sect.

"Looks like this matter needs to be thoroughly discussed with Gu Yuntao," Mo Li thought silently.

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Hundreds of miles away from the Hundred Bamboo Sect, over the rolling hills, a phantom blue Escape Light streaked across the sky like a meteor.

"Didn’t expect that obtaining this near Fourth Rank Soul Nourishing Wood would be so smooth this time, securing it without much hassle."

Within the Escape Light, Hongyi couldn’t help but reveal a slight smile.

This operation’s success, to silently steal a treasure from a grand sect with a Nascent Soul Ancestor overseeing it, was all thanks to the profound array expertise of the Nine Nether Elder.