Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...
"I can't die. I just caught a magic ball!"
As Ji Wuhuan spoke, his body was already extremely weak, and he simply fell onto Lin Che.
Lin Che reached out and hugged her, and immediately felt that Ji Wuhuan's whole body was soft as if it had no bones, and the smell of blood on her body became stronger.
"Are you going to die?"
Lin Che complained unhappily, then reached out and grabbed Ji Wuhuan's wrist. Thousands of tender vines penetrated into her body and began to heal her wounds.
Logically speaking, using "Bathing in Divine Grace" at this time is the fastest way to recover.
But this magical skill has a cooldown and can only be used once a day. Now they are all in the secret realm, isolated and helpless, so they don't need to use this trump card if they can.
Ji Wuhuan received the treatment and couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably: "You treated me this time and entered my body with much more skill. It seems that you have improved!"
Lin Che didn't answer but asked, "If you die here, I'll just collect your body. If you have any treasures, can't you wait until I get there before taking action? Do you have to do it yourself?"
"I really can't wait for you to come. This thing is too cunning. Besides, I have the foxtail afterbirth you gave me. I am confident that I can take it."
Ji Wuhuan touched the clothes on her body. The foxtail placenta could change at will and had extremely strong defensive power, but at this moment there were several holes in the clothes.
If it weren't for the fox tail placenta, Ji Wuhuan would definitely have been beheaded.
It seems that what she caught was also an extraordinary creature.
She raised her hand and gently, and a magical sphere that had never appeared before floated up. Inside the sphere was a thorny flower. The flower resembled a human face, constantly making various painful expressions.
Lin Che didn't know Ji Wuhuan's cultivation method, but it seemed that the more magic balls she possessed, the higher her cultivation level would be. That was why she was desperately trying to capture these things and refine them into her own magic balls.
"Are you feeling better? We need to leave immediately. The cultivators from the Heavenly Dao League are coming."
Ji Wuhuan took two breaths and stood up. "I still need two days to recover. I was able to succeed this time, thanks to you. I'm not a stingy person, so let me take you to a place. If we make it in time, the treasure will be yours."
"What treasure?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Swish, swish, swish!
After a few simple conversations, the three of them disappeared again.
Less than two quarters of an hour after they left, two cultivators from the Tiandao League also flew through the air and suddenly discovered this place.
The two of them also fell from mid-air and found two drops of blood on a white petal.
One of the monks dipped his hand in the blood and sniffed it. Suddenly, he looked up:
"This blood...similar to that of the Tianyu clan."
"What? The Tianyu Clan? The only one who could have been there before us is the Tianyu Clan. That's only one person, Ji Wuhuan!"
"It should be her. Judging from the time, it is impossible for other races to be here at this time, unless it is Ji Wuhuan who entered at the same time as us."
"But Ji Wuhuan...her cultivation isn't particularly outstanding, not to mention she's alone. We also have the Tianyu Clan in our Tiandao Alliance."
"Never mind, report it immediately!"
Five full days passed.
Ji Wuhuan's injuries have also fully recovered.
The three of them flew all the way, and Lin Che did not use teleportation to bring people, because in this area, groups of three or five cultivators could be seen occasionally.
All the monks were in a hurry, flying to the same place.
"It seems we are not in the wrong place. It should be in front."
Ji Wuhuan pointed ahead and saw a row of high mountains in the distance, the kind that towered into the clouds.
Lin Che asked in confusion, "We wasted five days. What exactly is this treasure you're talking about?"
"Many people know about this treasure. It grows on the peaks of the mountains and matures after being struck by lightning. Look at the direction they are heading. They must be going to snatch this treasure."
Lin Che became even more curious after hearing this. What kind of treasure needed to be struck by lightning to mature?
But Ji Wuhuan deliberately delayed telling him and insisted that he see it with his own eyes.
When they flew into the mountains, they saw more monks gathered there. They seemed to be recruiting more monks in preparation for snatching treasures.
Of course, there were also a few small groups that probably encountered enemies and started fighting in the mountains. Lin Che didn't want to get involved in these matters.
After flying forward for a while and crossing hundreds of mountains, he finally sensed that something was wrong here.
This world seemed to be filled with thunder and lightning, and the lightning in the sky almost never stopped.
On a mountain peak that broke through the clouds, a dazzling flash of lightning appeared.
At the foot of the mountain, there were already tens of thousands of monks. They were scattered in the occupied territories and were all carefully guarding against other monks around them.
"Thunder and lightning... No, it's not just thunder and lightning."
Lin Che also floated in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the mountaintop. What he sensed wasn't just lightning, but a presence that seemed to breed it.
Ji Wuhuan said quickly, "This is a lightning source that is rarely seen in a thousand years! Moreover, it is a lightning source that is almost on the verge of giving birth to spiritual intelligence. As long as you possess this lightning source, it is equivalent to gaining the power to control the thunder of the sky."
"There's such a magical treasure? It's more valuable than the Time Sand, right?"
The so-called time sand, how to deduce the skills, there is no end in sight, but whoever controls the source of thunder will definitely increase his combat effectiveness by more than ten times.
"It's almost impossible to obtain the Lightning Source. I heard that this Lightning Source has been around for three thousand years. In the three previous attempts, countless cultivators who tried to obtain it died or were crippled. Most were directly eliminated and expelled from the secret realm."
Ji Wuhuan said, pointing to the clouds above: "The lightning source is already beyond the clouds. Many cultivators want to make a move in advance, getting as close to the clouds as possible, and even want to rush up to grab it. But once they surpass the clouds, they will be immediately teleported away. Therefore, no one can make a move before the lightning source matures."
Lin Che nodded. He had no intention of taking action prematurely or breaking out of the clouds.
Countless people have tried it before. This is almost like the rules of a secret realm. He doesn't believe that he can break the rules.
He looked around at the tens of thousands of cultivators waiting for an opportunity and asked, "It looks like the lightning source is about to mature."
"It's almost there. According to past rules, every fifteen days before the secret realm opens, the lightning source will descend from the mountaintop. That's a good time to seize it."
Ji Wuhuan whispered again, "As for whether to take action or not, it's up to you. If you fight for the treasure here, you'll be strangled to death. Don't let yourself fail to touch the source of thunder and end up losing your life here."
Lin Che stroked his chin, also calculating the gains and losses and risks.
At this moment, his Dharma image of heaven and earth actually trembled a few times, as if it wanted to manifest itself.
"Hmm? It's the Eight Dragons that are haunting me. It seems like these eight dragons are very interested in the source of lightning!"