You dare to cultivate without money?!

Chapter 1268 - 820: Why Give It to Zhang Yu?!

Amidst the roaring explosion, Ying Aikun’s Primordial Spirit rolled back, carrying his physical body shooting forward like a bolt of lightning.

Head after head of frenzied, screaming corpse items charged towards him, but Ying Aikun did not even glance at them. He unleashed a palm blow, and the fierce spatial distortion swept them up, collecting the corpse items into the Qiankun Pot at his waist.

The Qiankun Pot contained its own space; at a glance, it was filled with the busy soul cultivator factories.

At this moment, the corpse items just fell in, only to be swarmed by soul cultivators operating magic treasures, becoming raw materials on the assembly line. After a series of processing, they would become immortal materials worth selling.

The spatial structure of Kunxu was strictly controlled. In theory, individuals were not allowed to own truly independent spaces without permission.

To own such an independent space, or a grotto heaven, normally required layers of strict approval — regarding the space’s purpose, ownership, standards, future planning, and fees concerning aspects like the Spirit Realm and spiritual mechanisms... it was all tightly controlled.

Just like the many small realms within the sect level now, similar to the Old Graveyard, their essence was a type of independent space. The owners behind them had backgrounds as vast as the sky, often with complex share ratios.

Thus, even within the sect level, most cultivators’ storage magical treasures were akin to those in the Lower Realm now, with principles derived from spatial compression and convergence.

But relying on his background, Ying Aikun had forcefully created the Qiankun Pot, an independent space, as his personal cave mansion, solely for his use.

Once, within the Qiankun Pot, not only was there a factory area, but also vast manor lands with ancient charm and beautiful pavilion lofts, extensive spirit veins and upper winds, endless medicinal fields, private lakes, private seas, private starry skies.

At its peak, the entire internal space of the Qiankun Pot had a multitude of cultivators serving Ying Aikun, operating like a small kingdom.

Back then, Ying Aikun even planned to continuously develop the Qiankun Pot, eventually turning it into a small realm like the Old Graveyard.

Unfortunately, a sudden change occurred, and this former Immortal Clan member fell from his peak; his assets were seized one by one, and the Qiankun Pot naturally attracted attention, finally being divided into over ten parts for auction.

Thanks to the Taizhen Immortal Clan’s support, he managed to keep this small portion of space within the Qiankun Pot.

"What belongs to me, I will reclaim all one day."

Staring at the rising blood light ahead, Ying Aikun knew he was drawing closer to the corpse of the former sect master of the Sky Demon Sect.

"Retrieving the inheritance this time is just the first step."

Seeing Ying Aikun wield a Taoist Technique, his Primordial Spirit surged; surprisingly, he had already performed another Immortal Sect Technique.

As a former Immortal Clan member and a descendant of Yingxin Heaven, Ying Aikun naturally mastered space technology far beyond ordinary cultivators.

Techniques like "Kunlun in the Palm" and "Three Realms Ten Directions Void Barrier" were skills he had long mastered.

Even though his cultivation had regressed to the Divinity Transformation Realm, with his grasp of space technology and the magical treasures and remains on him, he was enough to stand out among peers within the Divinity Transformation Realm, looking down on the crowd.

In the next moment, his figure flickered rapidly, surprisingly piercing through the void repeatedly, accelerating continuously towards the target location via consecutive instant movements.

While Ying Aikun sped all the way, other competing cultivators also displayed their divine skills.

A cultivator from the Netherworld Palace transformed their Primordial Spirit into a towering blood tide, like an unstoppable tsunami, sweeping all approaching corpse items, swiftly closing in on the direction of the blood light.

A White Bone Sect cultivator drove a bone demon like a white meteor, shooting forth, crushing everything encountered into powder.

At the experiment zone entrance, though Ling Chiyue couldn’t witness each cultivator’s performance directly, he could distinguish different cultivators by the streams of Primordial Spirit light in the darkness.

"Elder Ying’s speed has increased, completely widening the distance from others."

"From this flickering frequency, it’s spatial immortal technology piercing the void, instant movement, right?"

Ling Chiyue mused, "Deserving as Ying’s descendant, Elder Ying’s mastery of space technology is unparalleled among present cultivators, ensuring his invincibility."

"Among the remaining Netherworld Palace and White Bone Sect, even though some are moving quickly, they seem unable to catch up."

Meanwhile, Minister Qin on the other side looked worriedly into the darkness ahead.

"Alas, it’s the discrimination by realm... A good Immortal inheritance, why only allow cultivators below Refining Void to vie for it? A good Refining Void isn’t worse than a Divinity Transformation!"

At this moment, Minister Qin even had an impulse to abolish his cultivation, retreat to the Divinity Transformation Stage, and join the competition.

But gazing at the leading divine light, Minister Qin shook his head: "Even if I step in now, I can’t match Ying Aikun."

"Alas, it’s the descendant of Immortal, the restriction of the Divinity Transformation Realm, and the haste with space technology... might as well just let him alone enter."

Minister Qin shook his head: "Yingxin Heaven talks about reform... but ultimately, doesn’t it keep good things for their descendants? Such outdated thoughts are inferior to today’s Kunxu."