Chapter 97: A Flame That Refuses to Die [Part 3]
A Flame That Refuses to Die [Part 3]
[Ding!! Congratulations, Host! Legacy Investment successful!]
[Reward obtained: 100,000 Cloud Spiritual Elixirs!]
[Reward obtained: Heavenly-rank Strange Flame: Purple Rose Celestial Flame!]
[Purple Rose Celestial Flame: A mysterious heavenly flame capable of purifying all things. It possesses the absolute purification effect. Anything touched by even the slightest trace of its flame will be cleansed into nothingness.]
[Reward obtained: Heavenly-rank treasure: Black Dragon Mysterious Robe!]
Victor quietly read through every notification displayed before him.
A faint smile gradually appeared on his face.
This Legacy Investment had yielded rewards far beyond his expectations.
The Black Dragon Mysterious Robe alone was already a priceless Heavenly-rank treasure.
Yet compared to the first reward...
Even it seemed ordinary.
His golden eyes lingered upon the mountain of Cloud Spiritual Elixirs stored within the Eternal Legacy System.
One hundred thousand.
An unimaginably enormous amount.
Each crystal shone with dazzling brilliance, overflowing with incomparably pure spiritual energy.
It was as though countless tiny stars had gathered inside the system’s storage space.
The surrounding spiritual power naturally revolved around them before being silently absorbed back into every crystal.
"They truly deserve to be called the crystallization of heaven and earth..."
Victor murmured softly.
Cloud Spiritual Elixirs were the purest condensed form of spiritual energy.
Unlike ordinary spirit stones, they contained almost no impurities whatsoever.
Cultivators could absorb them directly without wasting precious time refining impurities.
Every single Cloud Spiritual Elixir represented an astonishing amount of cultivation.
One Cloud Spiritual Elixir...
Was equivalent to nearly fifteen days of uninterrupted cultivation for an ordinary cultivator.
It was precisely because of that terrifying efficiency that every major power guarded them like priceless treasures.
Even Supreme Holy Lands rarely allowed them to circulate outside their own territories.
Whenever even a handful appeared in the outside world...
Powerful cultivators would fight desperately over them.
Not merely because they accelerated cultivation—
But because they possessed another incredible property.
Cloud Spiritual Elixirs could preserve vitality.
Many ancient experts whose lifespans had nearly reached their limits sealed themselves within chambers filled with these crystals, slowing the passage of time itself while waiting for an opportunity to break through.
To countless old monsters...
Cloud Spiritual Elixirs were nothing less than another chance at life.
Their value could never truly be measured with spirit stones.
Victor slowly exhaled.
The number displayed before him still felt almost unbelievable.
One hundred thousand.
That was an amount capable of driving even ancient Sacred Lands into madness.
Even the entire treasury of the Celestial Dawn EMPIRE contained only around ten thousand Cloud Spiritual Elixirs after countless generations of accumulation.
And now...
He possessed ten times that amount.
If word ever spread...
Every great force across the continent would likely lose their minds.
Kings would march.
Sacred Lands would awaken sleeping ancestors.
Ancient sects would abandon thousands of years of neutrality.
A continent-wide war might erupt over this single fortune.
Victor merely smiled.
Fortunately...
None of that mattered.
Everything remained safely stored inside the Eternal Legacy System.
Without his permission...
No one could even glimpse its existence.
His attention shifted toward the next reward.
The Purple Rose Celestial Flame.
The moment his consciousness touched it—
A delicate purple flame silently bloomed within the system space.
Unlike ordinary fire...
Its flames resembled blooming roses.
Each petal burned with elegant violet brilliance.
It looked breathtakingly beautiful.
Yet Victor could clearly sense the terrifying power hidden beneath that elegance.
The surrounding spiritual energy vanished the instant it approached the flame.
Not burned.
Not destroyed.
Simply...
Purified into absolute nothingness.
Even space itself appeared slightly distorted around the tiny flame.
Victor’s expression became more interested.
"What an extraordinary heavenly flame."
It possessed overwhelming destructive power.
Yet it also contained astonishing purification abilities.
Whether refining pills, forging treasures, cleansing poison, or facing enemies...
Its usefulness was immeasurable.
More importantly...
He remembered another person closely connected to flames.
Akeno.
Although she remained silent within Austin’s ring, Victor knew she cultivated fire-related techniques.
Perhaps...
Someday...
This Purple Rose Celestial Flame might play an unexpected role.
Victor calmly suppressed the thought.
There was no rush.
Everything would unfold naturally.
Finally...
His gaze landed upon the last reward.
The Black Dragon Mysterious Robe.
A magnificent black robe floated quietly before him.
Golden dragon patterns stretched across its sleeves and hem like living creatures swimming beneath the surface.
An ancient imperial aura slowly radiated from the garment.
It was neither oppressive nor arrogant.
Instead...
It inspired instinctive reverence.
Anyone standing before it would unconsciously feel the urge to lower their head.
As though facing the ruler of countless ages.
Victor reached forward.
The robe automatically draped itself across his shoulders.
The fit was flawless.
Its fabric felt lighter than silk, yet stronger than the hardest divine metal.
The golden dragon embroidery shimmered faintly beneath the sunlight.
Combined with Victor’s long shoulder-length black hair...
His radiant golden eyes...
And his already peerless appearance...
He resembled an emperor who had descended from the highest heavens.
The surrounding spiritual energy instinctively flowed toward him.
Even the breeze circling Sovereign Peak became gentler.
Far below...
Several clansmen unknowingly looked toward the summit.
Although they could not clearly see Victor’s figure...
An indescribable feeling filled their hearts.
Safety.
Pride.
Faith.
None of them knew why.
Yet every instinct told them...
As long as their Patriarch remained standing...
The Salvatore Family would never fall.
Victor quietly stood atop Sovereign Peak, overlooking the flourishing blessed land.
His clansmen bustled throughout the mountains.
Children laughed while chasing one another.
Elders discussed the family’s future.
Max Salvatore directed countless stewards while organizing the family’s countless affairs.
Young clansmen patiently supervised and guided the younger generation’s cultivation.
Everything moved with remarkable order.
Victor’s lips curved into a faint smile.
The Salvatore Family had finally begun walking the path toward true greatness.
And this...
Was still only the beginning.
With such unimaginable wealth now in his possession, Victor knew one thing with absolute certainty.
The Salvatore Family no longer had to worry about cultivation resources for a very, very long time.