The moonlight is desolate, perhaps due to the presence of a restriction, the light cast on the ground appears sowhat pale.
Everything is eerily quiet, with distant sounds of insects almost imperceptible, making one feel as if in a dream.
Further away, occasional screams pierce the air, quickly stifled as if soone has gripped the throat tightly, rendering silence. The darkness that the moonlight cannot dissolve remains constantly around, threatening to erupt at any mont and devour soone whole.
This is more terrifying than the most brutal punishnts in the world; if an ordinary person were to stay here, they would crumble within monts.
However, Xu Fan has remained still here for an entire day!
Xu Fan's resolve has been tempered to be even more resilient than steel! Whatever Xu Fan decides to do, no matter how treacherous the path ahead, he will not back down.
At this mont, although Xu Fan has his eyes closed and his breath concealed, resembling a monk in deep ditation, from afar one can hardly discern any human trace. Yet in truth, Xu Fan's entire attention is focused on the foreign monks within the cave, missing not a single clue.
Just like the ga between hunter and prey, even though the prey is cautious, Xu Fan is even more patient.
Finally, a brief but piercing horn breaks the silence of the world, and figures race towards the cave from afar—though they are extrely fast, they are very concealed. Even with one's eyes wide open, all they would see is the slight sway, like leaves bending with the wind; listening intently, one would hear only the rustle of falling leaves.
Yet all this in front of Xu Fan's divine sense is as clear and conspicuous as a torch in the darkness.
Shh...shh...shh.
Sounds also emanate from within the cave as several previously sleeping foreign cultivators suddenly shed their disguise and stand up swiftly, joining those converging from all directions, their eyes bright.
Like a drop of water rging into the sea, both sides swiftly blend together. Without exchanging a word, they instinctively head in one direction.
It seems this scene has been rehearsed for a long ti.
Soon, they all disappear into the boundless night as if they had never been there. However, Xu Fan remains, unmoving, with his eyes closed.
Boom!
Terrifying auras rise one after another, and in the pitch-black night, pairs of crimson eyes suddenly open, resembling red lanterns glowing fiercely in the dark.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Eight exotic beasts, each using their own thods, chase in the direction where the foreign monks disappeared, with such speed as to break the sound barrier, emitting the sound of cutting through the air.
In rely a blink, the eight exotic beasts have dashed hundreds of ters; another blink, and they vanish beyond the horizon, leaving no trace.
The night is still desolate as silence returns once more. Xu Fan remains unhurried, standing still.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
A mont later, the sound of insects chirping arises, like waking soone from slumber, and one after another, the chirping fills the air.
At this mont, Xu Fan finally stands up, without a pause, and with a flicker of his figure, he too disappears.
Like beating drums, the resounding insect chirping erupts, as if a group of frightened people have finally found safety and can't help but sing aloud.
...
Under the moonlight, Xu Fan trails distantly behind the eight exotic beasts, making not a sound.
A mile, two miles, three miles... ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles... eighty miles.
After trailing for a full eighty miles, Xu Fan abruptly halts and conceals himself again, without leaving a trace of breath.
Ahead, the eight exotic beasts also lie in wait; their imposing montum entirely restrained, blending with the foreign monks into the night.
Within a few miles, the once loud insect chirping quiets down, and the entire world becos eerie again.
...
"Brother Huang, why do we need to travel day and night? The ruins are perilous, and we've all been on high alert, already exhausted."
"Indeed, if we encounter any sudden incidents, it would be difficult to react promptly!"
Since Xu Fan's departure, Huang Dong has been urgently leading the group for nearly a hundred miles! Despite the group's strength being in the Vajra Realm, walking through these ruins has kept their nerves stretched, and they are already tired.
At this point, the crowd can't help but voice their protests.
"Everyone, let's push on! According to my insider information, there might be a treasure nearby!"
"Ten years ago, a genius once discovered a Fire Spirit Fruit nearby. After picking the fruit, they didn't damage the roots but hid it instead."
"Ten years have passed, and the Fire Spirit Fruit has matured once again. Once we find it, it's ours!"
Huang Dong's voice carries a clear note of persuasion, yet the group follows Huang Dong's lead regardless. Because... the na Fire Spirit Fruit is just too tempting!
The Tranquil Heart Herb is incredibly valuable, but for those less powerful or unaffected by Heart Demons, it isn't of much use. However, the Fire Spirit Fruit is sothing everyone longs for; whether strong or weak, they'll risk it all to obtain the Fire Spirit Fruit!
Because the effects of the Fire Spirit Fruit are extrely enticing! After consumption, not only can it enhance strength but directly bring one up a level! Even more precious is that the consur's spiritual power will carry a Fire Attribute, fiercely hot, capable of lting the enemy's spiritual power!
If the Tranquil Heart Herb is the saint dicine for powerhouses seeking stability and life preservation, then the Fire Spirit Fruit is spiritual dicine for greatly enhancing strength!
Which is more important depends, naturally, on each person's situation, but it's certain that the Fire Spirit Fruit is equally priceless!
"Brother Huang makes a good point! Though there are countless opportunities in the ruins, more are those eyeing the treasures! To prevent treasures from falling into our competitors' hands, we must seize every second!"
"That's right! Everyone, push on! Once we find the Fire Spirit Fruit, even if we each get a small bite, we'll have hit the jackpot!"
Previously complaining, the group now is reignited with spirit, eyes wide, following closely behind Huang Dong, searching for the Fire Spirit Fruit's trail.
In the shadows, Xu Fan clearly hears the exchange between Huang Dong and the group but does not rashly expose himself.
The foreign monks, mobilizing eight exotic beasts and over a dozen monks, must have a grand sche—it's impossible it's just about this group led by Huang Dong.
Moreover, Xu Fan knows Huang Dong's temperant well—if there really was a Fire Spirit Fruit, Huang Dong wouldn't have brought everyone here!
Not everything is as straightforward as it seems!
However, Xu Fan has sufficient patience.
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