vstars Chapter 67 Money Drops Treasure
Chapter 67 Money Drops Treasure
The powerful being from the Purple Mansion Continent who resides deep within this fiery swamp is named True Man Chi Li, a Taiyi Golden Immortal.
To be honest, this person was originally an ordinary rogue cultivator from the East Sea, with shallow background and unremarkable talent.
However, he was quick to seize opportunities in his early years. When the Eastern King Duke was just appointed as the head of the male immortals, he went to serve him. Taking advantage of the immense fortune that was like oil being poured into a raging fire when the Purple Mansion Continent was first established, he forcibly broke through the pass and cultivated the Taiyi Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.
It should be known that in the primordial world of cultivation, the greatest taboo is to force growth by pulling up seedlings.
Although True Immortal Chi Li had attained the Taiyi realm, his foundation was insufficient, and the laws condensed within his body were incomplete and disordered.
Over tens of thousands of years, not only has it been difficult to make any further progress, but there are also signs of a backlash from its magical power, indicating an imbalance in its foundation.
This time, he was ordered by the Celestial Court of Zifu Continent to travel east to search for rare and precious materials. He happened to travel to this fiery abyss and discovered that there was a naturally grown ancestral tree hidden there.
The ancestral tree's roots are firmly embedded in the underground Yin water veins, while its crown supports the fire essence deep within the earth's lungs, naturally creating a state of harmony between water and fire.
The True Man Chi Li was overjoyed upon seeing this.
He knew that his origins were flawed, that his magical powers were incompatible with water and fire, and that yin and yang were not in balance.
If one can obtain the innate spiritual embryo nurtured for many years within this ancestral tree, it is hoped that one can wash away the mottled magical power and rebuild the foundation of the Great Luo.
To this end, he did not hesitate to set up a meridian-locking array in this great swamp, imprisoning and enslaving hundreds of thousands of Yan Yuan clansmen, forcing them to use their innate Yin-Yang, water, and fire essence blood to wear down the innate restrictions surrounding the ancestral tree day and night.
Once the spirit embryo is born, it will be forcibly refined.
Thinking of this, Xuan Yao understood immediately.
The depths of this fiery swamp are not the birthplace of ordinary magical treasures, but a primordial node where the great Daos of heaven, earth, water, and fire converge.
If True Immortal Chi Li were allowed to forcibly refine the ancestral tree's spiritual embryo, not only would the Yan Yuan clan face annihilation, but the balance of water and fire within tens of thousands of miles would also completely collapse.
At that time, the raging fire in the earth's core and the mysterious water beneath the earth will simultaneously go out of control and become a monstrous karmic obstacle, which will engulf all living beings within a radius of tens of millions of miles.
This Crimson Fiend True Man was willing to drag countless lives down with him for his own path to immortality, revealing the extent of his ruthlessness.
"Master."
Lingxiao flapped its wings and flew back, transforming into human form and landing beside Xuanyao, its cool face bearing a hint of solemnity.
"I just went ahead to scout and discovered that Zifu Continent has driven many black iron stakes into the outer perimeter of the Fire Swamp."
"Those iron stakes are called the Pulse Locking Stakes. They are continuously drawing water, fire, and blood essence from the Yan Yuan clan members, turning them into dark red blood lines that converge towards the core of the Fire Swamp."
Xuan Yao nodded slightly, his expression calm and composed.
"The Eastern Celestial Court truly harbors resentment on behalf of Heaven."
"With such behavior, how can they not perish?"
He did not rush directly into the depths of the fire swamp.
Xuan Yao deeply understands the true meaning of blessing and warding off evil, and he places the greatest emphasis on cause and effect in his actions.
He first descended from the clouds, landing near several shallow beaches where the Yan Yuan tribe lived.
Xuan Yao concealed his form, transforming the pure energy within his body into gentle spiritual rain, which silently fell upon the heads of the terrified Yan Yuan clansmen.
The spiritual rain entered their bodies, instantly soothing the intense pain caused by the forced theft of their blood and energy, and temporarily protecting their fragile true spiritual essence, which had been extracted by the restriction.
Then, Xuan Yao gave Ling Xiao a wink.
Lingxiao understood immediately, and his figure transformed into a streak of dark blue wind and lightning, rapidly traversing the outer perimeter of the fire swamp.
In a short while, her sharp claws swung repeatedly, tearing five or six vein-locking stakes out of the ground and crushing them into clumps of scrap iron.
As the iron stakes shattered, many of the dark red bloodlines that had been flowing into the depths of the swamp were immediately cut off.
The water and fire energy surrounding the Great Swamp was finally relieved, no longer so hot and oppressive.
After doing all this, Xuan Yao, accompanied by a snake and an eagle, gracefully headed towards the deepest part of the Fire Swamp.
The further you go in, the more bizarre and incomprehensible the surrounding scenery becomes.
High above, crimson flames rolled and flowed like clouds, radiating heat waves that could melt gold and smelt fossils.
The surface of the great marshland beneath their feet was as calm as an ancient, dark blue mirror, the Xuan Yin water chilling to the bone, without a single ripple.
Two extreme forces, one cold and one hot, clashed violently in the void, yet miraculously achieved a fragile balance beneath a towering ancient divine tree.
That ancient tree was thousands of feet tall, and its trunk was as thick as a small mountain.
Half of the branches and leaves were fiery red, like burning flames.
The other half of the branches and leaves are a deep blue, covered with translucent ice crystals.
At the center of the tree trunk, a primordial placenta radiating a soft, five-colored light floats faintly, perfectly in harmony with the rhythm of Yin and Yang in the universe, rhythmically absorbing and releasing the essence of water and fire from the surrounding area.
Beneath the ancient tree, on a dark red stone platform.
A thin Taoist priest dressed in a red robe was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, meditating.
This Taoist had a distinct charred crack between his eyebrows, and the Taiyi Laws swirling around him sometimes burned intensely and sometimes dimmed, appearing mixed and impure.
It was none other than the Taiyi Golden Immortal of Zifu Continent, the Crimson Fiery True Man.
Perhaps the destruction of the outer locking pillars triggered a change in the flow of Qi.
Master Chi Li suddenly opened his eyes, and two fierce red beams of light instantly stared at the green-robed Taoist who was walking slowly out of the mist.
"I was wondering who would dare to ruin my opportunity."
Master Chi Li slowly stood up, looking at Xuan Yao with a sinister gaze in his eyes.
"I never imagined it would be just a black tiger at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm."
"You wretched creature, you do have some skill. You managed to bypass the three Golden Immortals patrolling the outer perimeter and sneak into my Daoist temple."
Xuan Yao stood on the water's surface, his expression calm, holding the flying golden sword upside down in one hand.
"Those three Golden Immortal cultivators acted recklessly and have been sent into reincarnation by this humble Daoist."
"As for their primordial spirits, I also took the opportunity to search them, and that's how I learned about the wonders of this place."
"Dead?"
Master Chi Li was taken aback for a moment, then burst into disbelief and sneered.
"A mere mid-stage Golden Immortal dares to bluff in front of a Taiyi Golden Immortal."
"Emperor Donghua was appointed by the Dao Ancestor to govern the order of the primordial immortal path. You rogue cultivator dared to kill a member of my Immortal Court; even if a Grand Luo Golden Immortal were here today, you could not save your life!"
Before he could finish speaking, Master Chi Li launched a fierce attack.
Although his foundation was weak, his realm was still there.
With a flick of his sleeve, a crimson throwing knife, about an inch long, shot out from his sleeve.
The moment the flying knife appeared, it transformed into a thin, blood-red line that burned away the void.
The Taiyi Law flowed within it, carrying with it the accumulated fire poison and evil energy of the earth's lungs over countless years, bringing with it a piercing shriek that pointed directly at Xuan Yao's brow.
Wherever the crimson flying knife passed, the void of the great swamp of water and fire collapsed layer by layer, and the extremely fierce killing intent instantly locked the aura of heaven and earth within ten miles around Xuan Yao.
Seeing this, Lingxiao felt that the aura contained in that slash was as heavy as a mountain, which was far beyond what ordinary Golden Immortal magic weapons could compare to. Startled, he was about to flap his wings and go forward to help.
"Don't move."
"Step back."
Xuan Yao remained completely calm in the face of the incoming crimson flying knife.
Within the Purple Mansion's sea of consciousness, the illusory image of the Yin-Yang Water and Fire Guardian General suddenly opened its eyes.
Between the opening and closing of his double pupils, a wisp of pure and intense Southern Bright Fire and a wisp of clear and gentle Ren Water Qi resonated with each other, transforming into an indestructible halo of water and fire, firmly protecting the Xuan Yao Ling Tai.
No matter how the Taiyi Law and the fiery poison attacked, Xuan Yao's primordial spirit remained clear and flawless.
The crimson flying knife was already three feet away from his face.
Xuan Yao flicked his left sleeve.
A crisp, clear sound, like the ringing of a copper coin, echoed leisurely in the void.
A simple, golden copper coin with two wings shot out of the air, heading straight for the crimson flying knife.
It is the supreme innate spiritual treasure that can counter all magical treasures in the world—the Treasure-Falling Coin.
The white feathers on the copper coin trembled slightly.
In an instant, an unfathomable cause and effect violently vibrated in the void.
The Taiyi Flying Knife, which had been refined by True Immortal Chi Li for many years, had its connection to the Law Imprint and the Mind severed the moment it touched the Falling Treasure Coin.
The once menacing crimson throwing knife lost its luster in an instant, let out a mournful cry, and fell straight down from mid-air, crashing into the muddy water.
"What?!"
"My throwing knife!"
Master Chi Li trembled violently and spat out a mouthful of blood that had damaged his mind.
The arrogant expression on his face instantly turned into utter horror.
He stared intently at the golden coin with wings that was slowly spinning in the void, his eyes revealing for the first time a look of solemn and greedy astonishment.
The old dragon from the Xuan Shui region nearly popped its eyes out of their sockets.
Amidst its heart pounding with fear, it finally understood why its green-robed master dared to brazenly venture into the depths of the Great Swamp with only a mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivation to meet a powerful Taiyi expert.
Such a strange object, capable of forcibly disarming others, is simply an unreasonable weapon of destruction.
Lingxiao stood on one side of the void, his usually cold face filled with shock.
She originally thought that the master's strongest reliance was that black gold whip with a murderous aura and the thirty-six Zhou Tian evil flags.
Little did they expect that the master would possess such a powerful treasure, capable of reversing the course of the battle.
Xuan Yao remained calm.
With a flick of his sleeve, he pocketed the coin, then glanced down at the throwing knife that had fallen into the water and commented casually:
"This treasure is indeed a powerful weapon for killing."
"It's a pity that the person who performed the ritual was impatient. In pursuit of the killing effect, he forcibly infused the earth's lung fire poison and accumulated resentment."
"Although this may increase its ferocity in a short period of time, it will also needlessly damage the foundation of the innate spiritual material's gentle water and fire."
"Nothing could be more wasteful than this."