At the sa ti, his body flashed.
Just as he was about to leave the spot, a blood arrow shot out from the ground, aiming directly at the center of his forehead. A crisp ding sound was heard as the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade hovering around him blocked the blood arrow at the crucial mont.
At the sa ti.
Three Celestial Thunder Swords ca howling from the sky at imnse speed. Qiann Yun only managed to raise the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade to block two of them, and with a swoosh, one pierced through his body’s defense, right through his chest.
Dantian destroyed!
Qiann Yun was now like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The Celestial Thunder Sword reversed its course, slicing across his neck with a hiss.
A fine head rolled to the ground in an instant.
With the last glimr of consciousness, he finally saw clearly that the one who killed him was piloting a flying ship, slowly descending.
Fu Changsheng leaped off the flying ship, his gaze falling on Molan, whose face was devoid of any blood. He asked worriedly:
"Molan, how are your injuries?"
"Thank you, Patriarch, for your tily rescue. Just minor injuries, nothing major!"
Fu Molan gave a weak smile and imdiately sat on the ground cross-legged, looked up to gulp down the Healing Spirit Pill, and began repairing the injuries within her body.
Seeing this, Fu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, waved his sleeve, and let several array flags fall. As he activated the technique, a light curtain descended, encasing Molan in protection, and instructed the Little Cyan Snake:
"Xiaoqing, guard Molan here."
Exiting the array.
Fu Changsheng picked up the two storage bags from the ground and swept them with his Divine Sense, discovering several bottles of healing and mana-restoring pills, and over a dozen Tier One High-Grade Spirit Grasses. There was also a box with white leaf patterns, wrapped in layers of restrictions.
Fu Changsheng’s eyes brightened.
Injecting techniques into the box, it opened with a creak, revealing a terrain map.
Taking a closer look.
The map marked two places: one was Black Dragon Pool, the other was this ruined Daoist Field. Additionally, it marked a Sword Qi Mountain and an Array Hall, which were a bit distant from their current location:
"Strange, why isn’t there a Spirit dicine Garden?"
According to the information provided.
The Lei Clan Leader acquired a Foundation Establishnt Pill in the Spirit dicine Garden. Since the Celestial Yang Tribe ancestors had been here before, logically they should have drawn a map of the Spirit dicine Garden after returning.
Upon reconsideration.
Fu Changsheng understood. Obviously, the location of the Spirit dicine Garden was morized by the people of the Celestial Yang Tribe in advance to prevent the map from falling into the hands of others:
"Quite cautious."
Fu Changsheng studied the terrain map carefully and morized it silently.
He then looked at another storage bag.
"Huh?"
A streak of black light caught his eye.
A look of surprise flashed in Fu Changsheng’s eyes as he discovered this storage bag was full of stones with fiery runes, taking one in his hand, he felt an instant coolness. After pondering for a mont, he realized what it was:
"Wharf Stone!"
This was originally a fire attribute material from the Land of the Far West, able to withstand high temperatures and emit a cooling aura, making it the best material for building an Earth Fire House.
The entire storage bag of Wharf Stones was enough for the Fu Family to build an Earth Fire House, significantly improving the efficiency of their Alchemy Hall.
Of course.
The premise is that they can find a place containing Earth Fire.
Fu Changsheng glanced at the two corpses on the ground, patted a storage bag, and with a flash of dawn light, two boxes appeared. He placed the two heads from the ground into the boxes for sealing before tossing the corpses to Xiaoqing as food. After all, a Peak of Qi Cultivation Southern Barbarian’s head was worth a Court rit Point, aning he had accumulated ninety-two Court rit Points so far.
anwhile.
A familiar chanical voice resonated in his Sea of Divine Sense:
"Ding"
"You have added a considerable amount of Wharf Stone to the clan, gaining fifty Clan Contribution Points."
On the panel.
The Clan Contribution Points instantly rose from two hundred to two hundred and fifty.
Fu Changsheng was delighted, waving his sleeve, and the small brass bell lying on the ground floated towards him, as the Soul Summoning Bell shook, the masked Human Puppet, which had been stagnant, imdiately rushed towards Fu Changsheng.
Fu Changsheng calmly wiped away the restriction imprinted on the Soul Summoning Bell, stopping the Human Puppet’s attack.
The one who knew best how to control puppets was Molan, so he planned to leave this Human Puppet to her. As for the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade and the Wind Cloud Banner, they could replenish the clan’s treasury.
Just as this thought arose.
That familiar chanical voice resonated once again in his Sea of Divine Sense:
"Ding"
"You have added a Tier One Peak Human Puppet, a Tier One Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade, and a Wind Cloud Banner to the clan, gaining one hundred Clan Contribution Points!"
At the sa ti.
On the panel.
The Clan Contribution Points instantly skyrocketed from two hundred and fifty to three hundred and fifty.
With this.
He could now confidently choose to double the lottery, as there were still one hundred and fifty Contribution Points available for information exchange.
In these ruins.
One might encounter so insurmountable danger.
However.
Before the double lottery.
He needed to take the ti to explore this Daoist Field and find the Refining thod for the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact created by Master Profound Gu.
His Divine Sense swept through each piece of land inch by inch.
However.
This place had already been looted once by Molan and Qiann Yang. Even as ticulous as he was, he searched twice and still couldn’t find the ancient book.
Standing in the Daoist Field.
Normally.
The information system could provide the relevant information.
At once, he willed:
"Exchange information"
Buzz!
The panel trembled.
A surge of yellow light swelled, followed by lines of text:
[1: Beneath a massive stone two hundred feet beneath your feet lies the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact forging thod created by Master Profound Gu]
[2: Under the western corner wall of the collapsed Array Hall, a set of damaged Ancient Array Maps are fossilized]
[3: Sword Qi Mountain is a movable, refinable Trial Mountain for Outer Sect disciples of Qingxu Sect to practice sword techniques, hid in the Scripture Pavilion is the Sacrificial Refinent technique of Sword Qi Mountain]
[4:.....]
....
A total of ten pieces of information were exchanged.
Finding the subsequent ones irrelevant, he imdiately called for a halt.
The panel’s Clan Contribution Points dropped from three hundred and fifty to three hundred and thirty.
Fu Changsheng’s gaze fell to the ground beneath him, and he applied an Earth Escape Talisman on himself, yellow light swirling around him, and then he went underground.
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