In the mountains near Jiangyuan City, Snow Spirit Chickens are abundant.
The Snow Spirit Chicken is completely snow-white, a gentle micro Spirit Beast twice the size of a regular dostic chicken. The at is delicious, lting upon entering the mouth, and beneficial for the cultivation of Martial Artists. It is one of the most favored ats among Martial Artists in the Great Thousand Worlds.
Snow Spirit Chickens are either dosticated or wild. Wild ones are tastier and especially favored by Martial Artists, though they are quite expensive.
On that day, Lu Dong and Shui Mo, along with Fang Bai and Lu Liyu, flew to Jiangyuan City with their Spiritual Artifacts, and there they enjoyed a taste of the Snow Spirit Chicken.
After eating the Snow Spirit Chicken, all four of them couldn’t stop praising its deliciousness.
"There’s a mystical sight in Jiangyuan City called the Yin Yang Spring. Shall we go take a look?"
After a hearty al, the four of them left the hotel, and Lu Dong proposed.
Upon hearing the words "Yin Yang Spring," Fang Bai’s heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t help but feel excited.
In his previous life, Fang Bai had visited the "Yin Yang Spring" and used so of its waters to nourish rare and unique Spiritual dicines.
According to ancient legends, the Yin Yang Spring has existed since the beginning of the world and only surfaces every millennium in a fist-sized patch, never drying out.
Martial Artists with fate could collect a small amount of spring water from the Yin Yang Spring, while those without fate couldn’t even get close.
Once a certain amount of Yin Yang Spring Water is taken, no one can approach it anymore.
Fang Bai had taken too much Yin Yang Spring Water in the past, causing it to be inaccessible to other Martial Artists for tens of thousands of years, only allowing them to watch the black and white, yin-yang fusion spectacle from afar.
Locally, the Yin Yang Spring is called a divine spring, because within a ten-mile radius, any Spiritual dicine planted grows tenfold faster than in other places.
This ans that a hundred-year harvest of Spiritual dicine near the Yin Yang Spring is equivalent to a thousand years elsewhere.
Originally, the planting rights around the Yin Yang Spring were shared by the Flower Pavilion and Zixia Manor sects, but after Zixia Manor’s demise, it beca the ultimate "back garden" of the Flower Pavilion.
Fortunately, Fan Luoying, the Tower Master of Flower Pavilion, understood the principle of "it’s better to enjoy together than alone," and invited other four major sects within a hundred thousand-mile radius to join, collectively managing and guarding the Yin Yang Spring.
Currently, the five major sects, including the Flower Pavilion, have dispatched disciples to guard the Spiritual dicine around the Yin Yang Spring.
Every day, countless Martial Artists co to see the Yin Yang Spring, knowing its extraordinary nature, but no matter what thods they use, they cannot obtain even a drop of its water.
In the current Great Thousand Worlds, perhaps only Fang Bai knows that possessing an Innate Water Spirit Root is the basic condition for obtaining Yin Yang Spring Water. The purer the Innate Water Spirit Root, the more water one can acquire.
In Fang Bai’s view, the Yin Yang Spring Water is akin to the Water of Life; just a drop can rejuvenate any withered plant, restoring its vitality and vigor.
This ti, Fang Bai wants to obtain Yin Yang Spring Water because he thought of the piece of Dark Deadwood he received at the Martial Artists Trading Market in Flaming Sun City.
That piece of deadwood seemingly completely withered on the surface, yet it contained astonishing and pure Wood Spirit Qi; Fang Bai knew it was extraordinary.
Fang Bai plans to use the Yin Yang Spring Water to nourish that section of deadwood to see if he can reawaken its vitality, allowing it to live again, to discover its astonishing secrets.
The Yin Yang Spring is located not far south of Jiangyuan City. After three of them walked out of the city, they soon saw throngs of people as tens of thousands of Martial Artists surrounded sothing in the distance.
"Every day, Martial Artists gather around the Yin Yang Spring, hoping to be the lucky ones to take so Yin Yang Spring Water back. But unfortunately, for tens of thousands of years few have succeeded!"
Lu Dong looked at the multitude of Martial Artists before him, speaking helplessly.
"I’ve heard in ancient records, tens of thousands of years ago, a prodigy ca and took a lot of spring water, causing a sensation in the Great Thousand Worlds. But since then, rarely has anyone replicated that prodigy’s feat."
Shui Mo, who rarely spoke, said softly.
Fang Bai knew the prodigy Shui Mo ntioned was likely himself; he hadn’t expected the incident from tens of thousands of years ago to still be spoken of.
Probably no one would imagine that tens of thousands of years later, he himself, reincarnated, would co to this place again, aiming to acquire Yin Yang Spring Water.
A ten-mile radius around the Yin Yang Spring is planted with Spiritual dicines. However, the Flower Pavilion and the other four major sects left four one-zhang wide paths in the east, south, west, and north directions, leading directly to the Yin Yang Spring.
At present, thousands of Martial Artists crowded the four paths, each attempting to approach the Yin Yang Spring, only to be bounced away by a layer of Water Spirit Qi concentrated around the spring.
"It’s too crowded now, let’s co back at night."
Fang Bai said, he and Lu Liyu, Lu Dong, and Shui Mo wandered around, admiring the Spiritual dicines, before circling to where Flower Pavilion’s disciples were stationed, ditating and resting.
Towards midnight, most of the Martial Artists near the Yin Yang Spring returned to Jiangyuan City, planning to return the next day, leaving only a few Martial Artists attempting to obtain Yin Yang Spring Water.
"Let’s go."
Seeing the moon at its zenith, Fang Bai stood up and said.
The four squeezed through the crowd along the north path, soon reaching the edge of the Yin Yang Spring.
Though so Martial Artists were displeased along the way, upon seeing the Flower Pavilion disciple attire on Lu Liyu and Shui Mo, they dared not voice their discontent.
Currently, the Flower Pavilion, having just eliminated Zixia Manor, was riding high in power; who would dare to clash with them?
The four of them soon arrived at the edge of the Yin Yang Spring. They saw ahead a pool area several zhang wide, with waters of black and white, reminiscent of Yin Yang fish embracing each other, like a still Tai Chi diagram.
"So this is the Yin Yang Spring..."
Lu Dong muttered to himself as he looked at the Yin Yang Spring Water just ahead. He tried to get closer to touch the water, but before his hand ca within a zhang of the water’s surface, an overwhelmingly strong force rebounded, sending him flying back.
After several attempts, each recoil force growing stronger, until his mouth bled, Lu Dong finally gave up.
Next, Shui Mo and Lu Liyu both attempted the sa, each unsuccessfully resisted by the recoil force, but fortunately withdrew in ti, sustaining no injuries.
The Martial Artists watching nearby began unleashing cold ridicule, urging the four to quickly leave the edge of the Yin Yang Spring, making room for others.
If not for Lu Liyu and Shui Mo being Flower Pavilion disciples, impatient Martial Artists might have already tried to forcefully remove them.
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