Wu Yunhai led Cale deeper into the sect compound, stopping before an ornate door sealed with complex magical formations.
He formed hand symbols, though his gestures were crude and unpracticed.
'Hmm, he likely doesn't visit this place much... Well, the young masters can get whatever they want on whim. Why would they ever need to enter the treasury?'
As the door opened, Cale was presented with a massive sight.
A 60-meter-wide square chamber stretched before him, its walls lined with hundreds of chests and cultivation supplies. Low-tier herbs, elixirs, spiritual stones, weapons — all the accumulated wealth and resources of a sect that had existed for centuries.
Most items were low-tier, which made sense given that the Soaring Crane Sect had far more low-stage cultivators than high-stage ones. The truly valuable artifacts would be in the sect leaders' personal collections.
Cale extended his hand.
