If it weren’t for the information Lan Xiaobu obtained through soul-searching, no matter how clever Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were, they would never have guessed that the warehouse of Mengmu Street wasn’t located within the Mengmu Street dojo but outside it, right below the exit of Mengmu Dayan’s protective array.
Even though the warehouse was located here, knowing its location wouldn’t help ordinary people gain entry. This was because Mengmu Dayan’s warehouse had no doors, not even array gates.
The only way to enter the Mengmu Street warehouse was to use a teleportation jade token to teleport in, retrieve the items, and teleport out.
Moreover, each entry required three divine sense imprints, which were issued temporarily. In other words, if someone from Mengmu Street wanted to enter the warehouse, they first had to apply. Upon approval from above, they would receive three divine sense imprints from the warehouse managers. Only with these three imprints could they use the teleportation jade token to enter.
The primary purpose of the teleportation imprint was to record how many steps the cultivator took inside the warehouse, what they looked at, and what they took.
It could be said that, in all of Mengmu Dayan, the most tightly controlled places were the retreat of the Mengmu Street ancestor and this warehouse.
Ordinary yellow-robed enforcers, and even most green-robed enforcers, didn’t know the warehouse’s location. Although no one could enter even if the location was exposed, within Mengmu Dayan, the few individuals who accessed the warehouse were strictly forbidden from leaving.
If they absolutely had to leave, their memories of entering the warehouse had to be erased.
The yellow-robed enforcer whose soul Lan Xiaobu searched happened to be a dedicated warehouse operative. Normally, stopping Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji from entering Mengmu Street wouldn’t have been his responsibility.
However, recent events at Mengmu Dayan had caused a shortage of personnel. Not only green-robed enforcers but even yellow-robed enforcers were scarce for patrolling the dojo. This operative, specialized in warehouse access, was patrolling alongside a deacon managing the scripture pavilion. They happened to encounter Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji forcing their way into Mengmu Dayan and, while confronting them, had their souls searched.
Without the Cosmic Dimensional Model, even knowing the warehouse’s location, Lan Xiaobu would have been helpless. Unless Mengmu Dayan was destroyed and all its protective arrays forcibly broken, entering the warehouse would be impossible.
In Lan Xiaobu’s view, this was unlikely. Mengmu Dayan’s warehouse was likely hidden in a sub-space. If so, even destroying Mengmu Dayan ten thousand times wouldn’t reveal the warehouse.
“Wuji, let’s retreat from Mengmu Dayan first. The warehouse is just outside the dojo’s protective array. We’ll look for it there. Mengmu Dayan is likely preoccupied with something major right now. Even if they know we’re here, they won’t have time to deal with us. Besides, I suspect they don’t even know we’ve arrived,” Lan Xiaobu said.
In his estimation, over ninety percent of yellow-robed enforcers, all green-robed enforcers, and blue-robed enforcers were probably blocking their six senses, focusing on that major task.
“Alright,” Mo Wuji agreed, knowing Lan Xiaobu planned to use the Cosmic Dimensional Model. For a warehouse like Mengmu Dayan’s, without the Cosmic Dimensional Model, finding it would be nearly impossible.
The two moved swiftly, exiting Mengmu Dayan’s protective array in no time.
Lan Xiaobu began using the Cosmic Dimensional Model to construct Mengmu Dayan’s dimensional structure, but he soon noticed that the model’s construction was slow and the structure blurry.
Returning inside Mengmu Dayan’s protective array, they continued constructing the dimensional structure. Not only was the process much faster, but the dao laws of the structure were also crystal clear. They faintly sensed a space within the dimensional structure that didn’t belong to this realm.
“It seems the information from the guy I soul-searched wasn’t entirely accurate. The warehouse is near the protective array’s exit but still within the array,” Lan Xiaobu said, watching the gradually forming dimensional structure.
Mo Wuji smiled, “Mengmu Dayan’s protective array is no ordinary one. It must be anchored by a top-tier treasure, or it wouldn’t interfere so much with the Cosmic Dimensional Model. Wait.”
Mo Wuji let out a surprised exclamation. His divine sense detected that, while the dimensional structure was being constructed, far from the warehouse, a group of people were gathered, seemingly engaged in some activity.
Lan Xiaobu had noticed it too and immediately said, “This must be related to the information we got from the soul-search. These people seem to be doing something here, but the dimensional structure for this area is building slowly, so it’s not clear yet.”
“Xiaobu, focus on constructing the warehouse first. Whatever these people are doing, we need to get into the warehouse before anything else,” Mo Wuji said, sensing that whatever they were up to might be beyond their ability to stop. Even if they could intervene, now wasn’t the time.
The primary goal of their visit was to get rich. Once they entered the warehouse, even if the items were subpar, there would be plenty. They weren’t after magical treasures, just dao veins and materials for crafting array flags.
“I know,” Lan Xiaobu replied. Even without Mo Wuji’s prompting, he’d prioritize the warehouse. How vast was Mengmu Dayan’s foundation? Over countless years, their accumulated wealth far surpassed what he and Mo Wuji had. Since they’d chosen Bai Ling Universe as their base, they naturally needed to amass some ill-gotten gains first.
“Wait, reconstruct this area too. This should be the scripture pavilion. We’ll clear it out later as well,” Mo Wuji suddenly pointed to another partially formed spatial dao law structure.
The yellow-robed enforcer he soul-searched was the scripture pavilion’s manager. Since their primary goal was materials and dao veins, the pavilion had been sidelined. But with the Cosmic Dimensional Model’s extraordinary capabilities revealing the pavilion’s location, they’d naturally take advantage of it.
Hiding within Mengmu Dayan’s protective array, it took less than a day for the Cosmic Dimensional Model to fully construct the dimensional structures of the warehouse and scripture pavilion, with the spatial dao laws and domain structures laid out clearly.
Lan Xiaobu let out a relieved breath, “If it weren’t for us, even if someone else had the Cosmic Dimensional Model and constructed the warehouse’s entire spatial dao law structure, it would take years to get in.”
Mo Wuji nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. Though the Cosmic Dimensional Model had mapped out the warehouse’s spatial dao law structure and even pinpointed its domain, entering required crafting a new teleportation jade token based on the warehouse’s spatial dao laws and bypassing the divine sense imprint restrictions.
With their level of array mastery and cultivation, it would take at least a decade to achieve this, and even then, only with the Cosmic Dimensional Model’s help.
But now, they had the Seven Realms Stone. By transferring the warehouse’s spatial dao law imprint to the Seven Realms Stone, they could bypass the issue. The Seven Realms Stone could traverse vast distances, let alone a mere sub-plane warehouse. As for the divine sense imprint restrictions, they were irrelevant to the Seven Realms Stone. Unless the imprint’s level surpassed the Seven Realms Stone, which was impossible, even for a Fourth Step cultivator.
After setting the spatial dao law coordinates on the Seven Realms Stone, Lan Xiaobu called to Mo Wuji, “Wuji, hop on. Let’s go get rich.”
Mo Wuji landed on the Seven Realms Stone. It rippled through the void with a few shimmering trails and vanished from its original spot.
When the Seven Realms Stone came to a stop, Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were dumbfounded. They weren’t inexperienced; both carried heaps of treasures, innate spiritual treasures, acquired spiritual treasures, divine spiritual veins counted in tens of thousands, and several universe-opening treasures.
But in this place, they felt like country bumpkins.
What they saw wasn’t a warehouse, it was practically a treasure planet.
Dao veins weren’t measured in strands or piles but in mountain ranges. From low-grade to high-grade dao veins, they formed entire mountain ranges.
As for dao-grade treasures, they were measured in oceans, stretching out like a dao-grade sea rising from the ground.
Top-tier refining materials were also counted in mountain ranges, sprawling endlessly. Dao fruits, dao pills, acquired spiritual treasures, innate magical treasures, fragments of universe-opening treasures.
“These bastards, how many universes have they destroyed?” Lan Xiaobu muttered, staring at a pile of universe cores. A single universe could produce only one core, yet here they were, stacked into mountains.
Previously, Lan Xiaobu’s half-fist-sized piece of Xirang was considered extraordinary, but here, a single piece of Xirang was larger than a washbasin.
After a long pause, Mo Wuji let out a deep breath and said, “Xiaobu, our first task isn’t to grab stuff. We need to alter the monitoring arrays here and project some simulated images.”
Lan Xiaobu thought to himself, Mo Wuji’s an old hand at this too.
