Chapter 97 The Ancient Realm of Spiritual Void (5)



The group continued on their way. During the journey, Zi Xue, sensing something arose in her heart, bid farewell to Tu Longjian and left the group to walk alone.

She had only ever befriended Tu Longjian, and traveling with other cultivators made her quite uncomfortable; she preferred to be alone.

"Those are ginseng spirits!" Fang Milu, who was close to the wood element, spotted a group of ginsengs that were slipping away like little elves.

Ginseng that is at least 500 years old is considered a tonic even for Golden Core cultivators.

"Damn it, that's the Source of Wind!" Having seen all sorts of good things, Poonana, who was always rich and powerful, couldn't help but shout out at this moment.

The Wind Essence she could obtain was only a tiny bit, the size of a fingernail, making it incredibly rare. Now, the one she was seeing was the size of an apple, which must be incredibly precious.

A giant purple rabbit hopped past, and Feng Tianhe's pupils lit up. "That's the Amethyst Fighting Rabbit!"

The Amethyst Fighting Rabbit is agile and gentle. Not only is it cute, but it can also find crystal mines.

Crystals are a grade higher than high-grade spirit stones, rich in spiritual energy. In the cultivation world, even a single crystal can attract fierce competition among cultivators.

Feng Tianhe glanced at Tu Longjian, clenched his fists, determined to take down the Purple Crystal Fighting Rabbit!

Although he inherited his grandfather's estate, his grandfather spent most of his life searching for and collecting artifacts related to the art of array formations.

He did pass on some of his power and seal it away, but he didn't have much accumulated power.

In recent years, his sister has been giving him spirit stones, elixirs, and magical artifacts, and she often takes him down the mountain to train.

But I can't keep letting my sister support me; I'm already troubling her enough.

He wants to capture the Amethyst Fighting Rabbit, and then find the crystal mine to give to his sister!

"Gold, Xuan Gold!" Gan Xiuming tripped and noticed a bit of gold peeking out from under his feet. He dug down and actually unearthed a piece of Xuan Gold. There was even more below, clearly a mineral vein.

Xuanjin is an excellent material for forging weapons. Gan Xiuming was preparing to forge his natal magic weapon for the Golden Core stage when he unexpectedly encountered a material that met his requirements. He was overjoyed.

No wonder it's said that the Ancient Realm of Spiritual Void is rarely opened; it truly is a treasure trove.

Other Foundation Establishment cultivators noticed the unusual occurrence here and, seeing the treasure appear, rushed over to compete for it.

"Hey, that's mine! Don't take it."

"What do you mean 'yours' and 'mine'? First come, first served! This Hundred-Refined Buddha Herb is mine once it's in my hands." The cultivator held the immortal herb and, to prevent others from snatching it, suddenly swallowed it whole.

"It's Xuanjin, Junior Brother, come and dig it up with me!"

Bang! The two fellow disciples were sent flying by Gan Xiuming's palm strike. A fanatical glint flashed across his ashen face. "Get lost!"

Gan Xiuming was, after all, a Foundation Establishment Moon Rank cultivator, while the two fellow disciples were only Foundation Establishment Sun Rank cultivators. However, after exchanging a glance, the two immediately entangled themselves with him.

With two Foundation Establishment Sun Stage cultivators working together, they might not be unable to fight against a Foundation Establishment Moon Stage cultivator. Obtaining such a treasure would greatly reward them upon returning to their sect, so the two of them are going all out!

The fellow cultivators stepped forward and engaged Gan Xiuming in a fierce battle, neither side gaining the upper hand.

Everyone was caught up in a frenzy, some chasing after treasures, others mining, all incredibly excited and full of energy.

A pile of treasures appeared before Tu Longjian's eyes.

There lies a magical treasure buried here, and over there is a divine herb, which is the material for refining gold-grade elixirs.

Tu Longjian remained unmoved. She glanced around at the unchanged environment, then sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to rest.

Boom! Another true spiritual treasure was born, shining brightly, instantly radiating boundless light, accompanied by the roar of auspicious beasts, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The cultivators dropped their treasures and rushed toward the location of the True Spirit Treasure.

Gan Xiuming's eyes widened to their limit, and he pounced on the treasure with a loud laugh, "A true spiritual treasure for the Nascent Soul stage! It's mine, hahahaha!"

Tu Longjian remained motionless, his seated figure almost petrified into a sculpture.

"Fellow Daoist, a true spiritual treasure has appeared in the world, why don't you go?"

A round-faced female cultivator with a friendly smile approached Tu Longjian, only to be suddenly attacked by her!

The round-faced cultivator's figure vanished instantly, the spear shaft that Tu Longjian threw piercing through her transparent form.

The round-faced female cultivator's voice echoed in the empty space, "Doesn't a true spiritual treasure hold any appeal for you?"

"That's right, I'm not interested in fake things."

"The Cold Wind and Frost Formation, activate!" Tu Longjian summoned the formation to surround himself for protection.

A gentle breeze blew, and the frost took away the fervor. Tu Long, sitting upright in the center, gradually cleared his mind and looked at the ethereal figure of the round-faced female cultivator with a sharp look in his eyes.

How did you discover it?

Tu Longjian said coldly, "There are so many flaws, why do we need to discover them? As long as we are determined, we can find the clues."

"Besides, my goal has never been a true spiritual treasure."

As she finished speaking, several cultivators snapped out of their frenzied, abnormal state.

"Big brother, something's wrong." Nachin, a foreign girl with long brown hair, shook her head and grabbed her older brother Daiqing, shouting.

The foreign man, dressed in a lace-trimmed leather robe, snapped out of his trance and casually tossed the treasure in his hand to the ground.

Dai Qing patted her sister's shoulder hard and praised her repeatedly, "So it was fake after all. Sis, you're amazing."

"Then let's go, it's more important to find the legend."

The matching gold patterns on Daiqing and Naqin's collarbones flashed, as if guiding them in the right direction.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

As the round-faced female cultivator finished speaking with a smile, the tall, foreign brother and sister were bounced back.

Dai Qing lay on his back on the ground, rubbing his sore head, and pulled his sister Naqin up with him.

Dai Qing glanced around and noticed that among the group of fanatical cultivators, only Tu Longjian sat quietly in meditation, as if he had escaped from the mud, his beautiful eyes gazing into the void, as if he were negotiating with someone.

A hint of amazement flashed in Dai Qing's eyes, and she charged forward with the agility of a wild wolf on the prairie.

He grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, his bronze skin gleaming in the sunlight.

"Fairy of the Central Plains, may we cultivate together?"

Tu Longjian was interrupted by the rash words and looked to his side with displeasure.

The first thing you see is a pair of strong, long legs. Looking up, you gradually see the abdominal and pectoral muscles above the waist, which look extremely elastic and are exposed to the air, trembling slightly with each breath.

His bronze-colored pectoral muscles gleamed in the sunlight, and a simple golden wolf totem adorned his delicate collarbone, adding a touch of mystery to his physique.

As the beautiful abs drew closer, Tu Longjian counted down from three.

three.

two.

one.

The icy wind and frost formation began to activate, and the gale and blizzard slammed into the large expanse of exposed skin, turning it a purplish-red.

Meanwhile, Dai Qing, the owner of the abdominal muscles, was flung away by Tu Longjian and let out a scream.

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