Shi Feng’s mind stirred, and Feng Yunxiao had no strength to resist at all. Blood spurted from his seven orifices, splashing onto the palm Shi Feng had extended, and was instantly absorbed by him, adding another withered corpse to the earth.
After swallowing the Power of Death, Shi Feng looked toward Yuel Wushuang and said with a smile, "The Soul Power of a Fourth-stage Technique Refining Master! This should be enough to return you to Fourth-stage."
"Of course," Yuel Wushuang responded with a smile, and with a thought, imdiately captured and devoured the soul of Feng Yunxiao.
Originally, Yuel Wushuang’s Soul Power was at the Fourth-stage, but after burning it had fallen. Now that her Soul Power was replenished, there was no need for comprehension; she directly reentered the Fourth-stage soul from Third-stage.
Shi Feng crouched down, pulled off Feng Yunxiao’s storage ring, and upon a brief inspection, revealed a sowhat satisfied expression.
Inside the Storage Ring, there was a dense collection of Primordial Stones—Lower Grade, Mid-Grade, and even plenty of High-Grade. All of these, when added up, probably amounted to over a million stones, which was certainly a considerable fortune for Shi Feng at this ti.
Besides these, there were nurous Pills and dicinal herbs. Pills and Mysterious Artifacts ranged from First Grade to Fourth Grade, and there were even Fifth and Sixth Grades among the dicinal herbs and equipnt.
Shi Feng handed the Storage Ring to Yuel Wushuang, saying, "Killing this walking treasure was all thanks to your efforts."
Yuel Wushuang took the ring from Shi Feng’s hand and also glanced through it, saying, "I’ll take these dicinal ingredients. The Primordial Stones, Pills, and everything else are yours. Just don’t forget my profession."
"Alright, okay," Shi Feng nodded and was not polite. As a Fourth-stage Pharmacist, Yuel Wushuang likely wouldn’t be short of Primordial Stones anyway. She then took out the dicinal ingredients from the Storage Ring and returned it back to Shi Feng.
This battle was quite fruitful for Shi Feng. Not only did he advance to One-star, but as for the Light Elent Stones, there were about a million in Feng Yunxiao’s Storage Ring, roughly three hundred thousand in Jin Lin’s, and about one hundred thousand in Hee Long’s. For the foreseeable future, Shi Feng would not lack Primordial Stones for his Cultivation.
Shi Feng wore Feng Yunxiao’s black Fourth-stage Storage Ring, tossed his old Storage Ring into it, and then said to Yuel Wushuang, "Alright, take to see that secret you were talking about."
"Sure thing!"
Under Yuel Wushuang’s guidance, the two walked to the edge of the deep pit caused by the explosion of the furnace. The giant pit, as far as one could see, was scorched black. Yuel Wushuang, not minding the dirt, flashed white and leapt into it, and Shi Feng followed suit.
Then, Yuel Wushuang walked to the very center of the pit, scanned the ground, and pointed to a piece of black scorched earth next to her, saying, "The Fire Dragon Grass must have been growing right here. If we dig down another three ters from here, we should see the passage."
"A passage?" Shi Feng asked, looking at Yuel Wushuang with curiosity.
Yuel Wushuang nodded seriously, "Actually, my purpose in entering the Demon Beast Mountain Range wasn’t the Fire Dragon Grass. I stumbled upon an ancient book that astonishingly contained a Beast Skin Map with records from predecessors ntioning that this region grows Fire Dragon Grass once every ten years, and beneath it, sothing lies hidden that truly intrigues .
I entered the Demon Beast Mountain Range just hoping to try my luck and see if I could find the Fire Dragon Grass. Fortunately, we happened to see the unharvested Fire Dragon Grass, otherwise this trip to the Demon Beast Mountain Range would have been a complete failure."
As she spoke, Yuel Wushuang took a hoe from the Storage Ring and handed it to Shi Feng, apparently coming prepared for everything.
Shi Feng took the hoe, clearly understanding that this sort of manual labor was now up to him.
Digging three ters deep with Shi Feng’s strength, one hoe down would bring up large clumps of soil. After not many efforts, he unearthed a deep underground passage, with stone steps continuing downward.
"Indeed, it’s here!" Yuel Wushuang said happily, "Co on, let’s go down."
Shi Feng looked at the passage and knew it was man-made. People transplanted a root of Fire Dragon Grass there as a marker, and as long as the rootstock wasn’t completely dug out, a Fire Dragon Grass would grow every ten years. On the Tianheng Continent, people had long ford a tacit agreent. When encountering such heavenly and earthly dicinal herbs, they would only take the parts they needed, generally not resorting to ’exterminating’ the plant. Perhaps later when it grew again, they could harvest it once more.
However, after what Shi Feng and his companions did, the rootstock of the Fire Dragon Grass was destroyed, and this place would never again see the Fifth Grade Imperial Level dicinal herb, Fire Dragon Grass.
Yuel Wushuang walked towards the passage, but Shi Feng quickly grabbed her. Yuel Wushuang turned her head, looking at Shi Feng in puzzlent.
Shi Feng said, "There might be prohibitions or traps inside. I’ll go down first; you follow behind ."
Hearing Shi Feng’s words, Yuel Wushuang smiled brightly and nodded, "Alright! Flower Protector."
Shi Feng too smiled at the na "Flower Protector," and then he took the lead, stepping into the passage and walking down the stone steps. Upon seeing Shi Feng enter, Yuel Wushuang imdiately followed.
Shi Feng and Yuel Wushuang walked slowly through the passage. The further down they went, the darker it beca. About a minute later, it was so dark that they couldn’t see their own hands.
Shi Feng opened his palms, and suddenly, two clusters of white fla burst forth. The previously pitch-black space was now illuminated as if it were daylight under the light of the white flas.
This was a fla transford from the Nine Nether Power, which, under these circumstances, was more suitable for lighting than the Sacred Fla.
Suddenly, Shi Feng felt a strange aura wafting up from below, and instantly, both his soul and body felt a refreshing coolness.
"This feeling... could it be..." Shi Feng was slightly taken aback.
Then he heard Yuel Wushuang’s laughter from behind him, "Hehe, you feel it too, right?"
"It’s Ice Stone Spirit Milk!" Shi Feng turned around, looking at Yuel Wushuang.
On the Tianheng Continent, there existed a nearly extinct Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure called the Ice Stone. The Ice Stone was crystal clear, looking just like a block of frozen ice.
Although Ice Stones had no special use for martial artists, every ten to fifteen years, they produced a milky white liquid called Ice Stone Spirit Milk.
The preciousness of Ice Stone Spirit Milk lay in the fact that it not only could strengthen the souls of living beings, but also their physical bodies, making it a treasure for any living being on the Tianheng Continent.
Shi Feng hadn’t yet approached, but just feeling the aura emitted by the Ice Stone Spirit Milk, his soul and body already felt exceptionally comfortable.
"Ice Stone Spirit Milk, it really is Ice Stone Spirit Milk!" Shi Feng had obtained a bottle in his previous lifeti, but that was at a large auction, and it had cost him a great effort to obtain.
He hadn’t expected that such a place would have Ice Stones and even produce Ice Stone Spirit Milk.
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