"And the quality is extremely high!" someone echoed excitedly.

Many people's faces were filled with disbelief: "So many spirit stones! We're going to be rich!"

“No wonder the Blood Spirit Crystals in the Blood Pool can remain undiminished for ten thousand years... It turns out it’s all thanks to this spiritual vein.” A disciple of the Xuanji Sect swept away the rubble with his sleeve, and when his fingertips touched the exposed mine wall, spiritual power spontaneously surged into his meridians.

Tianquan said, "The spiritual veins here are sealed, no wonder we can't find them."

"This place is a separate space, and the collapsed blood pool can no longer affect it. Everyone, recover as soon as possible."

Qing Xuanzi immediately took out various spiritual medicines and fed them to Rong Jiaojiao.

The others didn't care about the spirit stones; finding a place to heal their wounds was the priority.

Within Rong Jiaojiao's sea of ​​consciousness, the small figure of Yue Ling appeared. Seeing that several small cracks had appeared in her master's dried-up sea of ​​consciousness, she immediately produced a bottle of pills in her hand.

She extracted strands of medicinal power to repair the cracks in Rong Jiaojiao's sea of ​​consciousness. As the pill was injected, the cracks gradually disappeared, and her spiritual power began to recover.

Outside, Qing Xuanzi anxiously channeled his spiritual energy to help Rong Jiaojiao recover her spiritual power.

Two hours later, everyone had basically recovered, but Rong Jiaojiao was still not awake. Jun Yuangui came to Qing Xuanzi's side and said, "Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, go and recover. I'll watch over Jiaojiao."

That's how it is in the cultivation world. As long as you don't share the same master or sect, once you reach a certain level of cultivation, regardless of your age or seniority within your own sect, you'll only be addressed as "fellow Daoist."

Qing Xuanzi always felt that Jun Yuangui was acting strangely. Given their interactions, Jun Yuangui shouldn't be so familiar with Rong Jiaojiao.

It doesn't seem like Jun Yuangui has taken a liking to his own disciple, and besides, his disciple is still so young. It always feels like Jun Yuangui treats him like Rong Jiaojiao's elder.

He quickly shook his head, banishing the terrible thought, and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jun!"

Jun Yuangui hummed in agreement and sat down next to Rong Jiaojiao. Sensing that her breathing was steady, he didn't do anything else.

By this time, those who had been lightly injured had all recovered. They were eager to take advantage of the spirit stones right in front of them, but dared not do so.

Three hours later, Rong Jiaojiao finally woke up slowly.

When Rong Jiaojiao woke up, she felt refreshed, as if she had just woken up after not sleeping for several days and nights.

Opening her eyes, Rong Jiaojiao saw her master, Mo Bai, Jun Yuangui, and Lin Xiaoman all surrounding her, staring at her. She was still a little confused.

Qing Xuanzi helped her up and asked, "Jiaojiao, you're awake? How are you feeling? Is your sea of ​​consciousness injured?"

Rong Jiaojiao blinked, her consciousness gradually returning. She subconsciously looked into her sea of ​​consciousness and found that the originally dry sea of ​​consciousness was now filled with lustrous divine soul power, even more solid than before.

Lying on the spiritual herbs and flowers in the space, Yue Ling noticed that she had woken up and lazily transmitted her voice to her: "Master, your spiritual power was exhausted and your sea of ​​consciousness was injured. However, I used the medicinal power of a whole bottle of Nourishing Spirit Pill to repair it for you. Now your sea of ​​consciousness is even more stable than before."

A warmth filled her heart, and she looked up at Qing Xuanzi with a smile, saying, "Master, don't worry, I'm fine. On the contrary, I've turned misfortune into blessing, and my sea of ​​consciousness has become even more resilient."

Qing Xuanzi guessed that Yue Ling might have done something, and breathed a sigh of relief, but still said, "Don't be so reckless next time! If your soul is damaged, at best your cultivation will regress, and at worst you'll become an idiot!"

Rong Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue and obediently agreed.

Zhao Yuntian, who was standing nearby, said, "We are very grateful to you young friends this time, otherwise we would probably all be dead here."

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "It's all thanks to everyone's concerted efforts. We all deserve credit for what happened today."

Mo Bai, Lin Xiaoman, and Jun Yuangui all nodded. If it weren't for the help of their seniors today, they wouldn't have had time to summon the Nine Dragons back to their positions.

Only then did she notice her surroundings—

During the time everyone was meditating, most of the vein had been cleared, and the exposed spirit stones shimmered with a dreamlike glow on the rock walls.

Most shockingly, there was a spiritual spring in the center of the mine, with pale golden water and a rich spiritual energy that was almost condensed into mist.

“This is Spirit Essence Liquid.” Elder Tianquan squatted by the spring, his fingertips lightly touching the water’s surface. Instantly, tiny golden patterns spread from his fingertips to his wrist. “And it’s ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Essence Liquid.”

Rong Jiaojiao looked at Qing Xuanzi; the quality of this spiritual essence liquid was clearly much higher than what they had obtained before.

Qing Xuanzi nodded, confirming what Senior Tianquan had said.

Many people sat in meditation around the Spirit Essence Spring, while others stood around waiting to be assigned tasks.

Zhao Yuntian coughed lightly: "According to the rules of the Xuanxiu world, all who see rare and precious materials have a share. But if it weren't for the four of you risking your lives to activate the Demon Suppression Stele today, we would have already lost our lives."

As he spoke, he looked at Mo Zhizhou and Tianquan, who nodded in unison.

Mo Zhizhou stepped forward: "The three of us old folks have discussed it and decided that this Spirit Essence Liquid will be divided into ten portions. Each of the four young friends will receive one portion, and the remaining six portions will be divided equally among the twenty-seven people present."

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

According to this method of distribution, Rong Jiaojiao and her three companions will receive more than ten times the amount of everyone else.

But not a single person voiced any objection—everyone could clearly see who was turning the tide in that life-or-death battle.

“This is not right!” Qing Xuanzi suddenly said. “Among them, Jiao Jiao and the other three contributed the most, so it is reasonable for them to each receive a share. But besides them, the three seniors also contributed the most, and they should each receive a share.”

“The three seniors have not yet reached the peak of the Celestial Master realm and also need cultivation resources. We cannot take it for granted that you will treat us with courtesy just because we are juniors.”

Upon hearing this, some of the other cultivators at the Earth Master level felt that this was the proper way to distribute the resources, while others showed resentment in their eyes but dared not express it.

Elder Tianquan stroked his beard and sighed, "Young friend Qingxuan is absolutely right. It is we old folks who are being pretentious."

Mo Zhizhou also said loudly, "Alright! Then let's redistribute it. The Spirit Marrow Liquid will be divided into thirteen portions—one portion for each of the four young friends, one portion for each of us three old folks, and the remaining six portions will be divided equally among the remaining twenty-four people and the two spirit beasts."

The plan was immediately approved by everyone, and the expressions of those cultivators who were initially somewhat unwilling improved.

Although Zi Ling and Xiao Jin had also contributed a lot, Rong Jiaojiao hadn't expected them to include Zi Ling as well. Of course, she wouldn't refuse, as Zi Ling also needed to cultivate.

The allocation process went surprisingly smoothly.

Elder Tianquan took out a set of jade measuring instruments and precisely divided the spiritual essence liquid into thirteen equal parts.

When the shimmering golden liquid was poured into the jade bottle, the entire cave was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

Rong Jiaojiao only took two jade gourds and three jade pots this time, but the two jade pots here are equivalent to all the spiritual essence liquid she obtained last time.