"oh!

You lowly, disobedient servant of this princess!

Jia Xitong said in a pretentious tone.

After she finished speaking, she picked up a shovel and dug open the hole that had just been filled in.

"etc!"

Seeing her actions, Wan Zhi immediately understood her intention, "I'll give it a try, I'll give it a try!"

This terrible and vicious woman.

Wan Zhi never imagined he would be manipulated by a woman he thought he could easily control. All he could do was recall songs he had heard before and start humming them.

"This land is the city of demonic cultivators, the city that every demonic cultivator loves most."

Here is a wine made with fingers.

Here you can find delicious dishes like stir-fried liver and heart.

This is a city of crime, where everyone has their most vicious side.

We don't do petty theft or thievery.

We only do things like burning, killing, and looting.

oh--!

This land is a city of desire…

A unique style

A rather antisocial song.

It has a lot of the characteristics of the demonic cultivation realm.

Jia Xitong listened to his voice, which had a strong local accent, but didn't understand much. She simply swayed to the rhythm.

The once quiet room instantly became lively.

The sound of the shovel occasionally became the accompaniment to the chorus of voices.

The next few days

Everyone knows this is the kind of treatment they receive.

Jia Xitong had already cleaned up all the dirt on the floor, the bed, and even the cabinets and tabletops. Wan Zhi then sang all the demonic cultivation songs he had ever heard before.

From a normal voice to a deep voice, and finally to a hoarse voice.

In the end, Jia Xitong felt sorry for him.

I gave him some water and then reluctantly got him to tell a story.

Storytelling is easy.

Wan Zhi knew the history of the Aotian Continent spanning tens of thousands of years, reciting important dates like the back of his hand. He also knew the history of the demonic cultivation realm, which had a history of several hundred years, in great detail.

The storytelling was so captivating that even the picky raccoon princess was extremely satisfied.

They even ripped the porcelain plate off their heads (it's still there when they're not telling a story).

This thing.

This further stimulated Wan Zhi's enthusiasm.

Jia Xitong moved quickly, carrying all the soil out of the hut.

This very old house couldn't be said to have been completely renovated, but it instantly became clean and spacious, making it much more comfortable to look at.

"Your Highness, now that this filthy dirt is gone, you can finally relax comfortably in your room tonight."

Wan Zhi said, "I know how to handle things very well."

However... Jia Xitong didn't clean the house just to rest.

All of this is for those soil!

Looking at the extremely high pile of soil outside, Jia Xitong took a small stool, sat down, and began to clean up the soil one by one.

These two rooms next door are where the Five Great Gods once lived!

Even if they leave, there might still be some things left in the room.

As time passed, the soil buried all traces of the past. Searching for treasure directly was both troublesome and prone to overlooking things, so she simply used her current method.

In a more down-to-earth way, it's called treasure hunting; in a more sophisticated way, it's called archaeology!

Jia Xitong even changed her equipment to something small and agile, determined to make the most of every bit of soil.

The smaller the item, the slower the treasure hunting process.

Jia Xitong's daily routine changed from listening to music and shoveling dirt to listening to audiobooks and doing archaeology. Every day, as soon as it was light, she would carry a small stool to sit in front of the house and start cleaning up the clods of mud, without feeling annoyed at all.

On the other side

On the cliff

Shang Yanting, who was comprehending the sword intent on his own, was naturally worried about Xitong.

In the early stages, he would occasionally look down at the dilapidated thatched hut and witness Jia Xitong digging out the soil from inside the hut and piling it into a small mountain, and then sitting there playing with the mud.

I don't get tired of it even after several days; it's becoming more and more addictive.

He finally felt relieved and focused all his attention on comprehending the sword intent on the wall.

Jia Xitong also devoted herself wholeheartedly to finding the treasure.

Over the course of two days, she found mostly various worms and earthworms living in the soil. Next, she unearthed a small snake about the length of a chopstick, which startled her.

However, they are not all small animals.

She also unearthed a fist-sized spirit stone that the magic god hadn't used up during his cultivation.

It's been ten thousand years, and it's a perfectly preserved high-grade spirit stone.

A metal plaque with a blurred surface.

A very dark, very round stone.

A rusty sword, only half of it.

The items above all looked a bit shabby or worthless, but the last item that was dug up was a real eye-opener after it was cleaned.

This is a glass bottle with a long neck and a narrow mouth.

It has a warm and smooth texture, like jade, but it is also extremely transparent, allowing you to easily see the water inside.

At first, Jia Xitong thought she hadn't emptied the water completely after washing the bottle. Later, she discovered that the water was already in the bottle.

The water outside will not mix with the water originally inside the bottle.

Water that gets in can be easily poured out.

As for the water inside, you can't see it even from the bottle opening; you can only tell how much is inside from the bottle body.

"Hi Wanzhi, do you know what kind of bottle this is?"

Omniscience is not boasting that he knows everything in the world; he knows eight out of ten things by himself.

Jia Xitong asked, holding the bottle.

Wan Zhi had already been looking at what she saw for a long time, and he recognized what it was at a glance.

"This is a glass bottle, nothing special in itself. But the water inside is quite extraordinary."

This is the most precious treasure of the water system—the Divine Spring Water.

Legend has it that this water is the origin of the first drop of water in the world, and if it falls into the hands of someone who can wield it, they will be able to command all the water in the world, making it inexhaustible.

Wow!

Jia Xitong couldn't help but open her mouth wide, feeling that she had already made a profit with just the glass bottle.

"How do I use this?"

“Only those with exceptional talent in water-related fields can use it,” Wan Zhi replied.

Jia Xitong tried several more times, but even with the use of spiritual power, she still couldn't pour it out.

"Am I... not someone with exceptional water-based talent?"

Wan Zhi was already quite afraid of her because of what had happened before, and now she asked such an obvious question, "Your Highness, you are born with good fortune and are a master at finding treasures."

So please don't make things difficult for him, okay?!

"...Okay then."

Jia Xitong put the treasure away and turned her attention to other things. "What is this black stone?"

"This is a piece of ink."

Looking at the black stone, Wan Zhi blurted out, "I don't know what it's made of, but it's probably something used by talisman cultivators."

Wow!

Jia Xitong nodded in satisfaction.

This thing would suit her perfectly.

"What is this broken sword?" she continued to ask.

Wan Zhi: "A magical artifact that broke after a fight. Although it's a damaged Heaven-rank magical treasure, it's still far more powerful than an ordinary Earth-rank magical treasure."

Jia Xitong: "How does it compare to Shang Yanting's?"

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